"If I had taken action, the situation would not be what it is today. Please remember this." Zhu Jin always spoke slowly and calmly, with a gentle tone and a calm expression, but what he said made Zhao Yu tremble with fear.
In the visiting room, Zhu Jin's figure had long disappeared, but Zhao Yu was still sitting in the chair, looking distraught.
Later, he was awakened by the prison guards and left the visiting room with weak legs.
At night, before going to sleep, Zhu Jin pricked the blister on the palm of his hand and treated it simply. Feeling the slight pain, he thought of Zhao Yu and couldn't help but wonder, Lian Nan, if it were you, what would you do?
Zhu Jin couldn't and didn't want to guess what would happen to Lian Nan.
The next day, Zhu Jin got up on time, performed a set of Five Animal Exercises, and went to the flower field to cut flowers.
An hour passed, and she was still sweating, her hands were shaking, and her body was sore. When she stood up, her vision was still black, but no one was plotting against her anymore.
Zhu Jin contacted the head of the prison and applied to take back some flowers and plants that were not in good condition or were left after the flowers had been cut. After approval, she carefully picked up some leaves and rhizomes. After bending over in the flower field for a long time in the sun, Zhu Jin finally went back with a bunch of flowers and rhizomes. The head of the prison was waiting for her. She checked what she brought back and let her take it back after finding nothing wrong.
Watching Zhu Jin walk away with a smile on her face, as if she was very happy that she agreed, the female head of the prison looked at her back with a complicated look.
In the past, even if the best flowers and plants were picked out, they would never be worthy of being placed in front of Princess Nan. Now, Princess Nan treats the trashy flowers and plants as treasures...
The female prison boss thought, this is what they call the unpredictable nature of life.
The prison is completely blocked from information and is unaware of the bustling scene outside. The royal family has officially stated that Princess Nan's throne will be succeeded by her younger sister Lian Zhen if nothing unexpected happens.
The female jailer naturally could not tell Zhu Jin this news. Not long after she expressed her feelings for Lian Nan, she received instructions from the prison warden that Lian Zhen would come to the prison to study with the former Princess Nan before she succeeded the princess. For the sake of the overall situation, the prison has agreed to let Lian Nan come to study with Lian Nan every afternoon.
Lian Nan was notified soon.
In the afternoon, she met Lian Nan's sister Lian Zhen in the next room where the warden worked. Seeing Lian Zhen push the door open, Zhu Jin could not help but be stunned on the spot.
A face that is both extremely strange and extremely familiar. Although I have only seen it a few times, I have seen it from a young age to a face full of wrinkles.
She looked very much like Shang Lu's wife, with an ordinary face, but delicate and gentle.
Zhu Jin's surprise was soon broken. There was someone following Lian Zhen. When Lian Zhen came in, she ran over in surprise and called her "sister". After Lian Zhen ran over and hugged her, she saw the person behind Lian Zhen whose figure she had been blocking.
My head buzzed. I never expected to see him again.
Pokeweed...
She died for her fiancé in her previous life, and she was willing to die for him.
Shang Lu moved his gaze from Lian Zhen's back to the world-famous former Princess Nan. The doting look in his eyes had long since disappeared. He and Lian Nan had known each other since childhood, but they had no intersection.
The person he had an intersection with was Lian Zhen. He heard from the adults in his family that he had liked Lian Zhen since he was a child and liked playing with Lian Zhen since he was a child. When he grew up, he was sure that he liked Lian Zhen very early. Lian Zhen also liked him. When Lian Zhen was sixteen years old, they confirmed their relationship. They have been in a good relationship for the past few years.
Because Princess Lian Nan was taken away, when Lian Zhen had the opportunity to become a princess, Shang Lu actively helped her plan and went to visit Lian Nan with her.
Shang Lu thought about nodding slightly to Lian Nan as a greeting, then he raised his head and looked at Lian Nan. The polite smile on his face suddenly froze when he saw her eyes, like a bolt of lightning.
Shang Lu stared at Zhu Jin with his eyes wide open, and suddenly his mind became extremely clear with memories of the life of a man who looked exactly like him and was also called Shang Lu.
Shang Lu realized without hesitation that it was his previous life.
Lian Zhen's crying voice of "sister" suddenly became distant and near, and could no longer be heard clearly.
Zhu Jin was once everything to Shang Lu.
This is the person he wants to be with even if he has to bear the reputation of being unkind, unjust, unfaithful and unfilial.
After going through so many hardships and finally overcoming everything to be together, Zhu Jin died for him, in his arms.
Holding the beautiful but cold hibiscus in his arms, he thought of the hibiscus flower, the dazzling red and extremely gorgeous hibiscus flower. He didn't remember when he saw the blooming hibiscus and thought of his beloved, and couldn't help but pick a handful and take it home.
I brought it home with great enthusiasm, but I didn't know how to treat it or where to put it. I looked at it from left to right and was delighted. I searched the storeroom to find the best vase and asked someone to fetch spring water from the mountain to keep it. I couldn't help but look at it until late at night and put it on the bedside and fell asleep reluctantly.
When I woke up the next day, I found that Zhu Jin was dead, all dead. Only a table of withered flowers was left, withered and lifeless.
Just like Zhu Jin in his arms, he buried Zhu Jin that night.
He didn't want to see his hibiscus, just like the hibiscus flower that had lost its roots and withered and died overnight when he picked it and brought it home.
Later, he could no longer look at hibiscus flowers, and felt dizzy every time he saw one.
He began to like ordinary and insignificant things, including flowers, plants and people. Later in his life, he could not bear to hear the word "beauty" because the more beautiful something is, the more miserable its death would seem.
A hundred years later, this beauty suddenly appears before our eyes, still so moving, dazzling and vivid.
Shang Lu felt a piercing pain in his eyes and tears flowed uncontrollably. He squatted down, covered his eyes tightly, and clenched his teeth to prevent the roar in his chest from coming out.
He remembered that he had never been able to say goodbye to Zhu Jin. She left just like that, leaving him no chance to say goodbye.
At that time he thought he would go with them, but in the end he didn't. Later, he had a wife, children, and grandchildren...
Shang Lu had a splitting headache. Everything he had grown up in this life and everything in his past life, the two memories were separated. It was him, and not him. One person had two memories and two emotions.
“Zhu Jin…” Shang Lu stood up shakily, opened his bloodshot eyes, and muttered to Zhu Jin.
Is that you? Zhu Jin...
Everything that had long been buried deep in my memory, with the images blurred and yellowed, unexpectedly came alive suddenly in reality.
"Long time no see, Shanglu." Zhu Jin was held in Lian Zhen's arms like a puppet, looking at Shanglu with deep eyes, as if it were a thousand-year-old well.
The whole person suddenly became vague, as if he did not exist.
"Zhu Jin...are you okay?" Shang Lu closed his eyes tightly after hearing her answer, then opened his eyes and looked into her eyes and asked.
"What's wrong, sister?" Lian Zhen finally realized something was wrong. She turned her tear-stained face to look at Shang Lu, then at Zhu Jin, and asked puzzledly.
"Zhu Jin... I..." Shang Lu looked at Lian Zhen and suddenly shuddered, waking up, "Zhu Jin, she is your sister. I am the one who is sorry for you, not her... She is from my previous life..."
He spoke incoherently, and there was a hint of wariness in his eyes as he looked at Zhu Jin.
"She was your wife in your previous life, and the wife you chose in this life." Zhu Jin finished speaking for him.
Shang Lu opened his mouth and was speechless. He promised two women in his life to be with them forever. The first one was her, but the one who was with him in the end was not her. In the end, the one who was always in his heart was not her either.
Zhu Jin looked at him, unable to describe the feeling in her heart. No... she felt like she had no heart. Her heart was desolate, completely desolate.
She looked at Shang Lu, but seemed to be looking at nothing, and her tone was so light that it seemed like it could be blown away by the wind.
"I lived with you in the mansion for four years after my death, so I got to know her. Later, she stayed with my father until he passed away."
Just one short sentence tells the whole story of the hundred years after her death.
These few words left Shang Lu speechless and unsteady on his feet. He took two steps back and sat on the ground, looking at Zhu Jin with a dazed and dull expression, and despair in his eyes.
Zhu Jin stood quietly where he was, as straight as a pine tree.
"Alu, what's wrong with you?" Lian Zhen ran over anxiously and tried to pull Shang Lu up.
But neither Shang Lu nor Zhu Jin seemed to see her.
"Zhu Jin, do you... hate me?" Shang Lu raised his head and stared at Zhu Jin. His eyes were complicated, just like his heart. He didn't know what answer he wanted Zhu Jin to give.
"I feel neither sad nor happy about you." This was Zhu Jin's answer.