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Chapter 178: Ill be good to you, as long as you sacrifice for me first

  Chapter 178: I'll be good to you, as long as you sacrifice for me first.

  "Yan gege, for the sake of this money, I wouldn't hesitate to coerce my aunt, I thought they were so cruel to me, even if I did this, it wouldn't be difficult for me."

  "But I'm clearly fine now... it's just so painful..."

  As she spoke, Butterfly's eyes welled up with tears, as if she was truly heartbroken.

  "Brother Yong, I can't even have children of my own, who else can I spend these worldly possessions on?"

  "Who else can I give these treasures to?"

  "I... never mind, the Sheng family has supported me for so many years, and these things were originally the Sheng family's..."

  "Aunts and uncles, cousins, although they are not kind to me, I cannot be unjust to them."

  "I won't be using these things anymore, might as well return them..."

  "Die Yi! What nonsense are you talking about!" Yan Ziyan was afraid that Die Yi would say something about returning the private treasury to the Sheng family, so he hastily interrupted her.

  He then pulled her into his own arms, comforting her with utmost tenderness.

  "The child you give birth to is naturally yours!"

  "Die Yi, you know the debt this prince owes."

  "This prince will surely become the crown prince and sit on the throne as king!"

  "When the time comes, the whole world will be mine, and I'll raise you from a lowly maid to a noble..."

  He wanted to say "Guifei", but subconsciously thought of Dieyi's "Tianxia Gu Nu" identity.

  He paused for a moment and changed his tone: "Die Yi, you must believe in this prince!"

  "Nowadays, it's Father Emperor's world. He said to make you a lowly maid in the Crown Prince's residence. Although I, the Crown Prince, love and pity you, I also have no choice..."

  "But when the Emperor passes the throne to me, I want you to be a noble lady, and for our son to be doted on by your knee, that's just one word from me!"

  "This isn't difficult at all, it just requires you to make some sacrifices for this prince, endure a bit of temporary suffering..."

  "Die Yi, for your sake, I, the crown prince, have become a scoundrel despised by all, a hypocrite who deceived Xing Jin Xiu's feelings!"

  "But this prince can still bring you back to the mansion and spend day and night with you, so those slanders, this prince can completely ignore!"

  "Brother Yan......" Die Yi's face was filled with gratitude and tears, as she hugged Yan Zhiyan's waist: "Die Yi knows that Brother Yan is the kindest to her. Otherwise, at the Spring Festival banquet, when Die Yi was about to be killed by her cousin, Brother Yan would not have protected me..."

  "Brother Yong, Butterfly Clothes naturally believes in you, among the emperor's sons, only you are the most excellent."

  "Besides, you are the eldest son of the empress, born to be the crown prince."

  "Brother Yong, you will definitely become a king who will be remembered for tens of thousands of generations!"

  "Butterfly clothes are willing to be with you, whether it's to help you solve your worries and troubles in the dark, or to serve as a slave for you, all of which is Butterfly Clothes' heartfelt and voluntary."

  "As long as you can always see me, Butterfly's life will have no other wishes. Butterfly only hopes that in the future, you can be better to our children..."

  "Even if... even if he may not call me mother."

  "Even if, in the future, your empress and concubines give birth to even more exceptional children for you..."

  "Even if..."

  "Alright, Die Yi!" Yan Zi Ye patted Die Yi's back.

  Suddenly, he felt annoyed by Butterfly's weakness and tears!

  It used to be that as long as she twisted her waist, which was as soft as a willow branch, into his arms and told him about her grievances, he would think that everything Butterfly said was true and right.

  At this moment, he couldn't help but think a little more.

  Why is she standing here crying?

  Is it for the sake of the child in her belly a promise?

  Is she thinking that in the future she can also rely on her son's wealth and status?

  But isn't this just another way of making demands on him using all the gold, silver and treasures in the warehouse?

  Suddenly, another face emerged in his mind.

  Sheng Jinshu's face.

  At the spring banquet, she was slandered and calculated.

  Not a single tear has fallen.

  She took the sword handed over by her nineteenth uncle and walked towards the emperor's position without fear.

  He took the dragon robe of his father the emperor and put it on his own body...