Chapter 1799: Long Qianqian

Long Yutian will not admit that he was wrong, even if he has already realized his ridiculousness in his heart.

"You're not me—you won't understand—"

With an ambiguous answer, he wanted to end this unpleasant conversation.

However, Long Yintian sighed with great melancholy: "Third Brother, how could I not understand—I and you have the same waiting!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire Imperial Study Room immediately fell into an eerie silence.

Long Yutian, Long Muchen, and even Fuzi could deeply feel the lonely thoughts hidden in his heart that he had never told.

Everyone knows it.

When Duo'er was beheaded by Zhu Cheng, who disregarded the imperial decree and ordered Zhaoyang and Qian Haohann to intercept the prisoner, and even disregarded the danger of his own life, and dropped the arrow for Duo'er.

From that day on, the fourth brother's thoughts towards Qian Duoduo were clearly revealed.

It's just that if he doesn't talk about it and everyone doesn't talk about it, over time, the big guys ignore his existence.

Thinking about it now, being able to give up glory and life for one person, such affection, is even worse than Long Yutian!

"However, I know that when facing Duo'er, I can be a friend, a best friend, a brother, or even a nephew—but I am only Zhaoyang's husband."

Long Yintian turned around, his tone was not as sharp as before, and in his faint voice, there was also a sense of relief as if he had gone through vicissitudes.

"Third Brother, no one wants you to be relieved and live happily ever after than Duo'er; you have to know that Duo'er is just a memory for you who can never go back, but is truly by your side and with you. The person who walks through every day of the future is your wife."

Long Yintian looked up alone, and after gradually digesting the secrets that had been uncovered again in the past few years, he became more relaxed.

"Do you still remember, what is the name of my little princess?"

Long Yutian was taken aback, and he and Long Muchen looked at each other for half a second.

Both of them were at a loss.

Long Yintian paused for a moment, and his tone was natural and transparent: "Long Qianqian—her name is Long Qianqian!"

Facing everyone again, there was a touch of happiness hidden in the corners of his eyes and brows.

Long Qianqian——Qianqian——Money——

At the beginning, Long Yutian was still a little confused, wondering what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd when the fourth child suddenly opened his mouth to mention Zhaoyang and the child.

But when I followed his words and sorted out Qianqian's name, I suddenly realized.

That kind of original existence, a little bit of stubbornness, and awkward thoughts, also disappeared.

The fourth child wants to tell him—there are many ways to wait for Duo'er.

Being imprisoned and leaving a false name for her can only make everyone exhausted from being trapped. It is better to have a brighter future and find their own happiness.

Maybe after a few years, he can tell his children that once, there was a person who was the most precious memory in his life.

Long Muchen was deeply moved, a little moved, but still too jealous.

Qian Duoduo is his wife, his wife?

The people belong to him, the heart belongs to him, and the potatoes belong to him, so why do you want to leave any good memories for other men?

Give birth to a child, what else is it called Long Qianqian-it looks like the crystallization between them?