Contraceptives, stimulation, injury, hemorrhage, beyond saving, condolences...

These words were like a curse, constantly corroding Lu Huai. Looking at the quiet girl lying on the bed, he felt his blood surging, vomited a mouthful of blood, and fainted on the spot.

He had a dream in which Nan Zhi asked Lu Jing if he was willing to marry her.

In his dream, he made a different choice, and their lives became completely different.

It turns out, they didn't have to have any regrets.

Lu Huai's eyelashes trembled as he slowly opened his eyes and sat up like a walking corpse.

Snowflakes were falling outside. He strode along the corridor. His once jet-black hair had blended into the swirling snowflakes overnight, making it hard to tell whether the white was snow or his hair.

"master……"

Ye Ling stood at the door and saw Lu Huai appear. She subconsciously glanced at his hair, still unable to hide her surprise.

He was about to report that Lian'er and her husband had been found and were being treated with all their might when Lu Huai walked in as if he hadn't seen him at all.

"Go and prepare for the wedding."

Almost as soon as Nam Gyi moved out, the child started crying.

But everyone knows that it's useless in practice.

Jiang Qian suddenly opened his eyes. The crying inside was powerful, but still muffled and reached my ears.

I haven't personally measured Lu Jing's figure, but this wedding dress fits you perfectly in every way.

“You love him, Jiang Qian.”

Does anyone know that for countless days and nights, Nanzhi has repeatedly sketched your image in her mind?

I removed your wedding dress and washed you. We lay down together on the couch, both of us dressed in our outer garments.

The wedding was a grand affair, and no one dared to mention the fact that Lu Jing was dead. The family all pretended to be happy and cooperated with Nan Zhi.

We interacted, drinking together.

I gently stroked your cheek. "It's snowed inside, so it's a bit cold. Please help warm up Madam."

A man?

“Niannian, that was his name before…”

You know it's incredibly painful, yet you wrote it without a trace of sadness.

I gently wiped it away for you, saying, "I know he likes to drink, and he has. You should go to bed now."

"I'm sorry to have kept him waiting for so long."

The Ice Soul Pearl was indeed useless. Before Jiang Qian held it in Lu Jing's mouth, your body no longer underwent any changes.

In fact, Nan Zhi had been suffering from insomnia for a long time until she met Lu Jing, and it gradually improved.

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Nan Zhi was drawing your eyebrows when she casually instructed Ye Ling, "There isn't a single Ice Soul Pearl outside the national treasury. Go and get one."

Lu Jing's wedding dress was designed by Jiang Qian himself, with a phoenix embroidered in gold thread and a crown adorned with pearls, making it priceless.

Before waking up, the new emperor passed the throne to the Minister of Rites, surnamed Li, who was not yet over seventy years old. He also saved the dying princess who had been murdered, making her the current emperor.

Sorry to keep you all waiting, here's a chapter for now, the previous chapter still has more to write.

The crying grew weaker and weaker, as if a demonic sound was lingering in her ears.

But I know perfectly well that everything Qi Huang did was a reflection of my own inner thoughts.

The candle went out, Nanzhi covered you with the quilt, and placed a kiss on your forehead. "My lady, bad dream."

I pulled you out of my arms and gently warmed your hands and feet. You seemed to feel a little warmer. How naughty of me.

"You've already thought of a boy's name. Let's call him Lu Nian, with the formal name Niannian, because he has always been your Niannian, which means 'forget'."

Perhaps in the very moment that Emperor Qi fell into slumber, we had not yet become one.

The moment the child smiled at her, Nanzhi felt a sudden headache.

The new emperor's hair turned white overnight, and he vomited blood and fell into a coma.

Wedding planning is very slow, and actually very little work is done in the later stages before it goes wrong.

Just as you were thinking that it might be a child and that it was comfortable, and you were about to send someone to call Xiaofu, you saw Nanzhi walk out from inside.

...

I myself can distinguish whether I am Qing or Qi Huang.

In just two days, no freckles appeared on Lu Jing's face, and even makeup could completely cover them up.

A pale, white hand gently caressed her face; its icy temperature was colder than the wind and snow outside.

Ye Ling dared to speak up.

I only vaguely heard that I, alone with my son, guarded my beloved wife's grave every day, and died in despair.

"I promise you, I will take good care of your men."

However, for some unknown reason, the Emperor never appeared in public, nor did he have any children. In the end, he died insane at the age of eighty.

Watching Jiang Qian leave in his arms, and seeing Gao Mei's tender and affectionate gaze, Ye Ling felt that her master had gone mad.

In the first year of the Qianyuan era, the new emperor's favorite concubine died before giving birth to a son.

Even if you feel sorry for Xing, hugging and comforting him will still be effective.

On their wedding night, with candlelight flickering outside, Nanzhi picked up the wedding scales, lifted the red veil embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, and offered the nuptial wine to the boy, letting go of his hand.

I allowed Qi Huang to control me, which was just me deceiving myself into believing that it was Qi Huang who loved me, and it was me who loved you.

The new emperor who abdicated and restored the country has long since disappeared.

Ye Ling was even more shocked, "But the princess isn't dead yet..."

What kind of man?

"Nian niang, niang niang..."

Seeing my stubbornness, Ye Ling dared to argue back and hurriedly rode his horse towards the imperial city.

That scene was anything but terrifying.

“You’re going to die.” Nan Zhi looked at me with a piercing gaze. “If you dare utter another word, he’ll be silenced forever.”

Nanzhi felt a slight headache coming on again, and I vaguely heard what sounded like a child crying.

I smiled and closed my eyes.

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