Ai Ai spoke a few short words in a halting manner, tears streaming down her face, and she almost fainted from crying.

Jun Yuyang and others looked at her worriedly, fearing that she would not be able to accept it and something would happen, but Qin Ye's reaction was beyond their expectations.

She...didn't respond.

She just stood there stiffly, with no sadness or joy, no anger or indignation on her face. Her expression was indifferent and her voice was very calm:

"Why so sudden?"

Ai Ai grabbed her skirt and cried:

"The master was free of illness, pain and disaster. He passed away peacefully. He said that he knew when he would die and the day he would leave. The only thing he couldn't let go of was..."

you.

He said he should have died long ago, but he kept holding on.

He said that he would personally hand her over to King Chen, marry her off, and ensure that she would live a safe and secure life in the second half of her life, and then he would leave without any worries.

He said that he was afraid that she would be sad, so he ordered people to destroy everything related to him after he left.

Destroy what can be destroyed.

Everything that could be smashed was smashed.

Burn everything that can be burned.

Even the painting was the adults' choice. The princess wanted to take it away, but the adults wouldn't let her. That night, she secretly replaced the painting with white paper and burned it in accordance with the adults' wishes.

He said that five years is neither long nor short. After five years, she will have a new life, a new family and children, and will live a happy life.

He said that after five years, even if she hadn't forgotten him, she wouldn't be too sad after knowing that he had left.

But unexpectedly, the princess who was leaving suddenly came back.

Qin Ye's throat slid up and down obscurely, and his burned hands slowly clenched, crushing the red and swollen blisters, as if he was completely unaware of the pain, "I... want to see him."

At this point, Ai Ai became even sadder:

"My Lord, he...he left nothing behind, including himself."

"The master's ashes have been scattered. He said that he has turned into clouds, wind, the sun, and light. He will always be by your side and protect you. He said that he is omnipresent, everywhere..."

Ai Ai cried so hard that she couldn't speak, tears streaming down her face.

Qin Ye suddenly felt a little tinnitus, and his ears were buzzing. What was Ai Ai saying? Why couldn't she hear it?

She raised her head and looked at the rising sun. The light stung her eyes. Facing the light, her eyes seemed to be covered with fog and she could not see anything clearly.

Overnight, it felt like winter had arrived.

It's so cold.

She couldn't even feel her own body temperature.

Is she still breathing?

Is she still alive?

How could someone feel like they are in hell even though they are standing on earth?

A hazy voice was heard beside my ears: "Xiao Ye, look at it more positively... accept my condolences... look forward... don't be sad... the national teacher left a letter for you..."

She lowered her head stiffly, took the letter from Ai Ai's hand and opened it.

Familiar handwriting came into view:

——Ono, it’s nice to see you in person.

It's my fault that I can't protect you all my life. I feel at ease to hand you over to King Chen. Actually, you don't have to be sad, because you and I are not real siblings.

Four years ago, my sister did a stupid thing for Shen Shichen and jumped into a pond and died. In order to revive her, I used a forbidden technique and exhausted all my life's skills to summon her soul.

I know you are not my sister.

No, you will always be my sister.

Xiao Ye, you live in her body. I am very happy that you have been with me for four years as a sister. At the same time, I feel guilty that you stayed with me but left King Chen...