Chapter 082 Shifting the Blame

Wan Zhang looked at the figure turned away from him, his heart aching unbearably, "Why? Emperor, why do you do this? What did I do wrong?"

He did not answer.

Nor did he see him again afterward.

It was too simple for the Emperor not to see someone if he wished not to.

And he really never saw him again.

Until he contracted that filthy disease.

He summoned him, and his first words were, "I know, I do not have the bearing of an Emperor."

He knelt on the ground, at a loss for words.

Two years had passed without seeing each other, they had become too unfamiliar.

He even dared not look at his face.

The proud and spirited young man in his heart had long died.

Now, what lingered breathlessly was a withered body covered with sores.

"You resent me."

He sighed and then laughed, "Indeed, I have wronged you. It's only natural for you to resent me."

In truth, he wanted to say, I don't resent you. I just don't know how to face you.