"Poisoned wine... a white silk ribbon? I should still thank you." She smiled bitterly. "Fine, fine, my final destination." She murmured to herself, but Zhao Shu could no longer hear her.

Stepping outside, Song Tianhe stood before the moon gate and saw her momentarily lost in thought, but she quickly regained her composure. "Princess," he said, unsure of what to say. He had originally intended to ask Zhao Shu for forgiveness, but with Huo Baichuan still lying in bed, he didn't know how to begin.

Finally, he said, "I'll go see her."

Zhao Shu didn't say anything, walked past him, and left the Huo residence.

Song Tianhe glanced back at Zhao Shu, his heart filled with mixed feelings. He felt quite sorry for Zhao Shu and Jiang Ying.

He turned away and went into Huo Danlan's room, only to find her lying in a pool of blood. He was shocked. "Lan'er..." He ran over to help her up.

Huo Danlan was helped up by him, and slowly opened her eyes. When she saw him, she smiled slightly and said, "You've come." She reached out to touch Song Tianhe's face, but blood kept flowing from her wrist, staining Song Tianhe's entire body.

"What foolish thing are you doing? I'll take you to see a doctor," he said anxiously.

Huo Danlan shook her head slightly. "No need. I'd rather be dead than alive." She said painfully, "In this life, I've wronged you. In the next life, I only want to know you. I'll never compete with anyone else again." She said softly.

Song Tianhe nodded hastily, "Okay, all is well." He knew that even if he saved Huo Danlan today, she would still die tomorrow, so he might as well let her make her own decisions. This life was hers, and she had the right to decide when to discard it.

"Do you regret falling in love with me?" she asked with difficulty, her eyes brimming with tears. It wasn't until her death that she realized what it meant to cherish.

Song Tianhe shook his head, "No regrets, never regrets. The year I first saw you, I decided to protect you for the rest of my life, to never leave you. It was my fault for being captured and held captive for so long. I failed to protect you."

“I’ve repaid it, I’ve repaid the debt of gratitude, I can rest easy now.” Huo Danlan murmured, then leaned her head against Song Tianhe’s chest, closed her eyes, and a tear fell. “Please tell her I’m sorry. I hurt those she wanted to protect and those she trusted. I’m sorry.”

"Okay." Song Tianhe closed his eyes. The person in his arms gradually grew cold, and his heart died along with her. To others, Huo Danlan was unforgivable, but in his heart, she was still the girl he loved.