Chapter 1263 - Vixen (1/2)

Gu Mohan let out a low, lonely laugh that was filled with desperation.

“Master!” Yan Dong ran over and knelt down beside Gu Mohan. His eyes were red. “Master, please don’t ever do something like this ever again. Even though Young Madam has left us, you still have Little Master.”

Niuniu.

The son that Mo’er had given him.

Gu Mohan swallowed and shut his eyes slowly. His dark eyes were filled with tears.

Mo’er.

He called her name hoarsely in his heart. She had already decided to leave yesterday, yet still sent him away. The way she was laughing and crying, biting his lip, hugging his waist, that was her final farewell.

But he didn’t understand. Why had she been so cruel?

How could she have been so cruel?

She had been willing to sacrifice her life to save Lu Yeming, yet left not even a word for him. He didn’t understand at all. What was she thinking?

Through all the storms they had weathered together, he had never dared let go of her hand, fearing that she would leave the moment he let go.

Those youthful days were still vividly in his mind. Time had passed too quickly and he was already 35 years old. He was no longer young, he had spent all his youth chasing after her, holding on to her.

He would never have let her go.

But she had left, just like that.

He repeated continuously in his heart, that he should blame her, that he should hate her. Was yesterday just a joke to her? She had left him and her son alone in this world. He would forget her then.

But he knew it was a lie. He was lying to himself.

Hot tears burned in his eyes and his hands balled into fists. He refused to be seen crying.

And not a single tear fell from his eye.

Mo’er.

His Mo’er.

At this moment, his ringtone sounded. Yan Dong looked down and said, “Master, look, Little Master is calling.”

Little Gu Yelin was calling him.

He was currently in a secure training area without any communication equipment. He hadn’t called in over a year and no one had told him that his mother was gone.

Yet now he was calling so coincidentally.

The sorrow of this father and son was overflowing tonight. Tightening his fists, Gu Mohan bit on his fingers as hot tears finally streamed down his face…

…

Things calmed as the days slowly passed, one after another.

Gu Mohan had returned to the Capital and had secluded himself.

Lu Yeming had returned to the Palace to take up the Murong name. This famous and respected youth became the Crown Prince, and his coronation was going to be held the next month.

It was hard to catch a glimpse of this elegant Crown Prince from Country A as he walked towards his goal of becoming Emperor and ruling over the world.

The limousine stopped outside the Palace. Lu Yeming and Murong Jiancheng walked out and stood beside the lake and Murong Jiancheng’s expression was much calmer now. “Ming’er, I’ll be handing Country A over to you from now on.”

Beside him, Lu Yeming was in a black woolen coat. He was still as handsome as ever, the only difference being the bleak coldness in his narrow eyes. Not many people could understand what truly went on behind them.

As he looked at the lake in front of him, arrogance filled his eyes. “Will the Empress by coming for my coronation?”

Murong Jiancheng had walked away the last time he mentioned the Empress. His expression turned ugly as he pinched his thin lips together and said, “I’ve already announced your coronation to the whole world. If she truly still holds you in her heart, she will come.”