Shen Xu wiped the tears from his face and took a deep breath, "Song Lin, you should know that your apology now is meaningless."
"When I ask you this, I am also asking myself, if Pei Zhiyuan is still alive, if Xiuxiu likes Pei Zhiyuan, will I let go with an open mind?" Song Lin's voice was muffled, with a hint of confusion and hesitation.
"The answer is no. I just want to cling to you. I just don't want to let go. You are my wife, why should I be the one to let go? You can think I am stubborn or selfish, even if it means compromise, I will fight for these. I can't lose you again."
"Alin, I know it's not your fault." Shen Xu frowned, his tone also dragging a heavy burden. "I don't want to make excuses, but this matter has always been a thorn in my heart. I brought Pei Zhiyuan to Yong'an City, and his death is all because of me."
Her voice began to tremble and tears welled up in her eyes uncontrollably, “I’m sad because in the short time I was with him, I never loved him.
I even promised him that I would try to fall in love with him, and he foolishly believed me. I have never been a good person, but I lied to him, and my conscience really hurts."
Song Lin was silent for a long time, and finally spoke: "After these things are over, we will go to Haoyue Country to fulfill Pei Zhiyuan's last wish. The dead are gone, and I know that no matter what I do now, Pei Zhiyuan will not come back to life. But we still have a future, and we must keep moving forward.
Xiuxiu, you said that there will always be tragedies in this world that we are powerless to prevent, and even if you are stuck in the quagmire and can’t see the light of day, you will not give up on yourself.
Shen Xu looked at him blankly. It turned out that he remembered all those things and those words.
At that time, she had forgotten her status as a noblewoman from a marquisate, and was at her most simple and pure. At that time, he was also at his simplest and purest, without the complicated family struggles, without the love and hatred of his father's generation.
They met, got to know each other, and got married in that small town, just based on pure love and admiration.
She raised her hand and gently stroked his facial features, which had become more profound with the passage of time.
"Okay, will you stay with me?"
"Of course, my Lady Prime Minister." Song Lin covered her hand. "No matter where I go, I will never leave you again."
"Alin." Shen Xu stood up and threw herself into his arms, finally unable to hold back her tears, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Song Lin put his arm around her shoulders and let her sob in his arms.
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Jiang Yulou's army ultimately failed to even break into the outer city of Yong'an. When they saw the giant warships approaching from the sky and the wing-suit flying troops descending from the sky, the 100,000-strong advance army was completely routed. The soldiers exclaimed in surprise that Fu Yi had the help of heavenly soldiers, and that the army had descended from the sky with wings.
Fu Yi captured Jiang Yulou and the fugitive Xu Wanrong with almost no effort. When he saw them in the imperial prison, they were sitting in their cells in disbelief. They probably couldn't accept that an army of 300,000 was defeated so quickly and so unexpectedly.
Ye Wanqing went to the prison to see Xu Wanrong. She saw her sitting on the haystack like a puppet with a lost soul. "Sister Xu, I used to admire you. You have a good family background, are talented, have generous manners, and speak elegantly and appropriately. You are the real lady from a noble family. All the boys in Yong'an City like you."
Xu Wanrong, with her hair loose, raised her eyes to look at Ye Wanqing standing at the door of the cell, and said in a cold tone, "How can I compare with Princess Shen."
Ye Wanqing walked in slowly, found a clean place to sit down, and sighed softly, "You probably never foresaw that you would have such a future."
Xu Wanrong was slightly stunned and asked tentatively: "Princess Shen, can you also see the future?"
Ye Wanqing shook her head. "I only saw it once, and I'm not sure if it was in the past or the future."
She told Xu Wanrong about her dream of a tragic ending in which everyone died.
Xu Wanrong smiled sadly, "You saw the future, but did nothing. Why, why did you do nothing, yet you were able to survive safely and be loved by everyone.
I just want to survive and marry a good husband, what's wrong with that?"
"But the world only needs a tiny change to undergo amazing changes."
"If I hadn't hired the killer... No, no matter what I did, Young Master Jiang's gaze would always remain on Ye Wanqing. Some things simply cannot be changed, not even by predicting the future or living my life over again!"
Ye Wanqing sneered and shook her head, "Didn't you realize that the one who returned from Haoyue Country wasn't Ye Wanqing?"
Xu Wanrong's eyes widened in horror. "She's not Ye Wanqing. Then who is she?"
"She is Princess Shen, and I am Ye Wanqing. She was trafficked to the Haoyue Kingdom, where she met Young Master Jiang. With her wisdom and courage, she changed the political situation of the Haoyue Kingdom and became a renowned female prime minister."
"Female Prime Minister! She is the Female Prime Minister!" The reputation of the Female Prime Minister, the National Sniper, had long spread throughout the Yanyang Kingdom. When Xu Wanrong heard this story at that time, she was also very shocked. She thought that it was because she was trapped in the boudoir in her previous life and didn't know much, so she had never heard of the Female Prime Minister.
Unexpectedly, the female appearance was created by her alone.
It's really the cycle of cause and effect.
"Ironically, if it was the real Ye Wanqing, she wouldn't be able to do anything. She couldn't make a crossbow, didn't understand ancient characters, let alone become a female prime minister. She might have died in Haoyue Country."
She looked up at the dark stone ceiling, feeling deeply moved. "Perhaps the outcome of this war was predetermined from the moment you brought her to Haoyue Country. You lived a second life and created a god."
No, perhaps she was originally a god, but the opportunity in her previous life was wrong, and she was trapped in the Marquis' Mansion and dragged down by people like me."
Xu Wanrong had no intention of listening to her talk about such profound things. After seeing the cause and effect of the whole thing, she was no longer elegant and calm. She grabbed her hair tightly and said, "Hahaha, how could such a coincidence happen? Everything I did was defeated by fate!
How could she possibly have met Young Master Jiang in Haoyue Country first? How could she possibly have become a female chancellor! Then what’s the point of God letting me live this life again! "
Ye Wanqing sighed and smiled bitterly, "You obviously have many choices."
She walked out of the cell slowly. The crisp sound of iron chains accompanied by Xu Wanrong's crazy laughter slowly disappeared into the end of the darkness.
"Reincarnate?" Liu Zhang stood in the dark, a sneer on his face. "So, was I that stupid to die in my last life?"
"Oh, could it be that I also died of stupidity in my previous life because I loved your childhood sweetheart?" Murong Yan scratched his head. "Is that something a wise and powerful person like me can do?"
"No." Fu Yi frowned. "Although the fact that Ah Xu and Qing Qing swapped bodies is outrageous enough, I still don't believe that I, who is so handsome, could die of stupidity."
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