Yan Shang was still crying.
Mu Wanyao hugged him in confusion and distress, blocking his tears.
He was shaking as he held her hand. His vision was blurry as he looked at her slender jade-white fingers and touched them one by one.
The tears in Yan Shang's eyes dripped down his eyelashes, and he whispered: "The fingers are fine."
In the end, he didn't make any big mistakes.
Except for the dirt on her face and the dust on her skirt, she was intact from head to toe.
Yan Shang hugged Mu Wan tightly again.
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War is an abyss, a mud. This abyss pulls everyone down, drowning them. Then the mud covers them, a pile of yellow earth.
There is no war without sacrifice, and no war without cruelty. If people try to prevent death in war with their limited strength, no matter how talented or capable they are, it will be in vain.
That's what Yan Shang is like.
The war in Jiannan had ended, and only the generals were left there to guard and clean up the battlefield. Yan Shang returned to Guangzhou, and it only took him one day to make the already exhausted Nanman soldiers under the city surrender, and captured King Ale alive.
King Ale was unwilling to surrender and wanted to commit suicide in the camp, but was stopped by the Wei army who broke in in time. To this day, King Ale must die and must pay the price for this war. But King Ale should be taken to Chang'an and apologize in front of everyone.
He didn't deserve to die in silence.
At this point, only the battle in Hexi had not yet been concluded. But when Yan Shang left Jiannan, he had already asked several generals to lead half of the troops to help Hexi. In addition to the soldiers who came to rescue Chang'an that day and the foreign troops that Wei Shu had asked for from all over the world, the Nanman troops were trapped in Hexi and were in a dilemma.
Surrender is only a matter of time.
Yan Shang ordered the soldiers who were going to fight in Hexi to end the war within a month.
That is, by August, Yan Shang wanted the war between Wei and Nanman to be completely settled. Wei did not value the barren land of Nanman, so it wanted to adopt a tributary rule and support a new king that Wei could trust. At that time, it would choose a suitable king and a suitable person from the captives to negotiate with Wei.
Unknowingly, Yan Shang had seized control of the military and political affairs of the Wei Dynasty. This large-scale war quickly gave him unprecedented power in politics and military affairs. Especially after Liu Xianggong died and the Minister of War was imprisoned, Yan Shang had actually become the leader who had the final say in the Wei Dynasty.
His only flaw is that he is not at the center.
There is also Wei Shu in the center.
Countless people are waiting to see Yan Shang return to Chang'an and compete for power with Wei Shu.
These are all things for the future.
It seems that Yan Shang has a prosperous career and great power. But Mu Wanyao knows that if he has a choice, Yan Shang would rather give up all these and bring back the dead.
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The war in Guangzhou was much easier for Yan Shang than Jian Nan. After he reunited with Mu Wan Yao, Mu Wan Yao was shocked by his poor condition. After she coaxed Yan Shang to sleep, she asked him what happened outside.
Guangzhou has been under lockdown for half a year with no contact with the outside world. It was only now that I learned that so many of my old friends had died.
Especially Prime Minister Liu and Yang Si.
The death of these two people was probably a devastating blow to Yan Shang.
Late at night, Yan Shang was sleeping uneasily in the tent. Mu Wanyao lit a little of the agarwood he always used. Seeing that his frown had smoothed down, Mu Wanyao left the dormitory.
After instructing the maids to keep an eye on the prince consort, Mu Wan went to the study and asked about the stories she had missed in the past six months.
Sitting next to the desk, the princess was wearing a long dress that dragged on the ground, her complexion was pretty, and her aura was very steady.
The guard who followed Yan Shang on the march had tears in his eyes at the sight of such a beautiful princess. He felt sad, let alone Yan Shang?
The guard choked up and said, "…When the news of Sanlang's death came, it was those damned southern barbarians who kept telling us that His Highness was in their hands. They even used a piece of his finger and said it was His Highness's to deceive us. Erlang was already in pain, and when that happened, he vomited blood."
Mu Wan shook her eyes and narrowed them slightly.
She curled her fingers and gripped the table tightly.
Her mind went blank for a moment, and her heart ached so much that she bent over and had difficulty breathing.
Misty water quickly formed in her eyes.
So many people died in the war, his teacher was gone, her childhood sweetheart was gone... She felt so sad just hearing it. Yan Shang endured it for so long. How much effort did he put in to endure it and to cry when he saw her?
A person like him would not be choked with sobs unless he was in extreme pain.
Mu Wan shook her head, closed her eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Go down."
She needed to calm down, she needed to clean the wound in her heart. Only when she digested all this could Yan Shang get better.
In the past, Yan Shang always comforted her.
Now, she has to support him and keep him from falling.
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Yan Shang didn't sleep well all night.
The nightmares that tormented him every day and night did not end even after he returned to Mu Wanyao.
He dreamed of too many dead bodies, too many swords piercing each other. He dreamed of his teacher, and also dreamed of Yang Si kneeling on the ground with blood on his face, letting thousands of arrows pierce his heart.
——Why can’t he save her?
"Squeak."
The wooden door opened.
Mu Wan came in tiptoeing with her skirt lifted, wanting to see how Yan Shang was doing. She saw Yan Shang sitting on the bed in a daze with his long hair loose. The sunlight shone on him, making him look extremely thin.
He turned his head to look at her. The young man's eyes were still red and bloodshot. Mu Wan shook her head for a moment.
I thought that he didn't sleep well.
Mu Wanyao smiled brightly: "You're awake? You woke up so early. Why don't we go to your father's house for breakfast? Your sister-in-law made porridge today, and your father and brother want to see you."
She counted the things she had to do today by the fingers: "Many houses collapsed during the battle, and many people were left homeless. The food you brought also needs to be divided. The people all flocked to the government office, wanting to kowtow to you and me.
"There are so many people, you should meet them all."
When Yan Shang spoke, his voice was a little hoarse: "Let's forget about it today."
Mu Wan shook his head without changing his expression: "Then let's talk about it tomorrow. You get up first. I won't go out today and will stay at home with you. We won't do anything but bask in the sun and appreciate the flowers, how about that?"
Yan Shang stared at her with his dark eyes.
Mu Wan shook her head and said, "The jade pendant... was indeed lost. I didn't mean to do that, so don't be angry with me for it, right? Between us, if the token of love is gone, it's gone. What does it matter? I don't believe in those things. The fate between us is not maintained by those things.
"I have already admitted my mistake to your father! Your father has forgiven me."
Yan Shang looked at her carefully.
Back in his familiar environment, his anxious mood seemed to slowly calm down. He began to become gentle again, speaking slowly: "I brought the jade pendant back to you. You didn't look through my clothes, didn't you find it?"
Mu Wan opened her eyes wide and said, "No."
Yan Shang stared at her.
He couldn't help laughing: "Lie."
He said, "How could you not look through my things? In your eyes, I am your property. After not seeing you for a year, wouldn't you check to see if your property is still yours? How can you rest assured if you don't check or ask?"
Mu Wan shook: "..."
She complained: "You are speaking so bluntly now, and you don't give me any face at all."
Yan Shang: "Sorry, I'm a little tired and don't feel like paying attention to anything."
Mu Wanyao smiled and pursed her lips: "It's okay, you know, I really like you to lose your temper, and I really like you not to care about other people's feelings. I just like the willful Second Brother Yan."
Yan Shang was stunned for a while, and saw her standing a few steps away from him, whispering a lot to him. He ignored her, but she was still happy and joyful, pacing in front of him. She was as gorgeous as a butterfly. The war was not over yet, and she knew the news, but she could still hold on.
Yan Shang interrupted her softly, "Your Highness is the bravest person I have ever met."
Mu Wan shook his head and tilted his head to look.
Seeing him sitting on the couch, he stretched out his hand to her and smiled: "Yaoyao, come here."
Seeing him so haggard and weak, with a pale face, Mu Wanyao felt so distressed that she could not put on airs. She walked over obediently, thinking that according to Yan Shang's habit, he would definitely hug her. He needed to hug her to confirm that she was alive and that she existed.
Yan Shang really reached out and hugged her, holding her and sitting beside him.
Mu Wanyao was somewhat proud of her understanding of Yan Shang, and then she saw him lower his head, stroke his fingers lightly under her collarbone, and then lift up her belt.
The skin is as smooth as snow, and the hills are majestic and cool.
Jump out.
Mu Wan was stunned.
This wasn't something Yan Shang would do... He never acted like this suddenly.
But this time he really acted like this suddenly.
He casually took off his gauze and belt, and when Mu Wan was stunned and dazed, he held her in his arms and bent down to kiss her.
As soon as the day breaks, birds chirp and the house is filled with the scent of spring.
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Yan Shang is a little indulgent, a little different from his past self.
He used to be gentle, always considering her feelings first. He would only care about himself when she was comfortable. But this time was different, he seemed absent-minded, yet also seemed to be completely focused.
He stared at her the whole time, but his dark eyes were empty. There was a vivid beauty in front of him, but perhaps there was no beauty in his heart.
What's more, they haven't seen each other for a year, and it's their first time here, so it's actually a bit difficult and awkward.
Mu Wanyao endured it and tried to get into the mood as soon as possible. Only when she relaxed, both of them would feel better. Physical contact between men and women is always the simplest way to get closer to each other. Sweating profusely is their outlet for venting. All trivial matters, venting here, will have a good effect.
The moment was over, the sun was warm. Mu Wan leaned on his shoulder and bit him angrily. Her beautiful eyebrows relaxed, she looked up at him and smiled at him.
He didn't laugh.
He held her hair in his hands, watching the black strands of hair shuttle between his fingers, and said, "Your hair is shorter."
Mu Wanyao: "What's the big difference? I'm still very beautiful."
Yan Shang whispered: "I don't like it."
Mu Wan shook her head and glared: "How dare you not like it!"
Yan Shang: "I still like your ankle-length hair. I like your long hair that you have maintained without any hardship."
Mu Wan was stunned.
Yan Shang lowered his head, holding her cheek with one hand, and wiping her eyebrows, eyes and nose with the other hand. "I like the arrogance between your eyebrows, and the sharp look when you glare at people. I like your delicate skin, which is as white as snow. When I hold it in my hand, it seems to melt in my palm. I am afraid that you will melt, so I take better care of you. So you become softer, and I am more reluctant to let you go.
"I like your mouth. It's so red, as if you've been wearing lip balm. But in fact, you are born with dark eyes and red lips, and you look good. You don't wear lip balm, and when you take off your makeup at night, your mouth is still so red. It's small and soft. When I kiss it, I think it must be the sweetest candy I have ever eaten in the world."
Muwan shakes her cheeks and they are hot.
Her clothes were disheveled, and she was covered in snow, looming and revealing, and her attempt to hide made her more conspicuous. She wanted to be a fairy to seduce him, but she was still shy when he praised her so bluntly.
Mu Wan shook her head and hid from his embrace: "Why did you suddenly say such nice words..."
Yan Shang grabbed her waist and held her back: "Don't go."
Mu Wanyao complained: "I'm not leaving."
He ignored her and picked her up. He stood up and held her horizontally in his arms. Mu Wanyao thought that his fatigue disease had recurred and wanted to carry her to the clean room to bathe. Unexpectedly, he carried her out of the inner room and sat her on the shelf where the flowers were originally placed.
He brushed the black hair off her cheek and bent down to kiss her again.
Yan Shang whispered: “Come again.”
Mu Wanyao's face changed in shock: "Again?!"
Sometimes love is not completely enjoyable, the kind of comfort and discomfort wandering back and forth, making people feel extremely uncomfortable. It is not allowed in the daytime, it is not allowed outside the inner room, and it is completely not allowed to do it outside on the shelf.
But now it's all right.
Yan Shang tortured her with what Mu Wan Yao had taught him.
He uses this way to vent his emotions.
Bold, ruthless and resolute.
Mu Wanyao enjoyed it at first, but later it became painful. He frowned, and it was obvious that he was not very comfortable. But he held her slender waist tightly, as if he was crazy. Mu Wanyao covered her mouth and tried to hold it back, then lay on his shoulder and sobbed, begging him to stop in a low voice.
Three times in a row.
The third time, it took a long time to finish, he couldn't vent, she was devastated and anxious. They went from the inner room to the outer room, and finally returned to the small couch behind the screen. It was hot and narrow, fortunately they were both so thin.
At the end, Yan Shang's hand was still on Mu Wan's waist. He fell backwards without saying a word. The mattress was thrown to the ground, and Yan Shang fell on the couch with a thump, his head hitting the wooden board.
Mu Wanyao was startled and leaned over to look at him.
He just fell asleep.
Mu Wan shook her head, suppressing the pain, and brushed her fingers over his clear and gentle eyebrows and the tiredness on his face.
Mu Wanyao kissed him lightly on the lips and whispered, “It turns out that you also rely on desire to vent your emotions.
"It turns out that you also collapse when it's over... you also have the same emotions that other men have.
"Brother Yan, I'm glad you trust me so much. Let's walk this journey together."
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The couple didn't stay in Guangzhou for long. After Yan Shang's outburst, Mu Wanyao saw with her own eyes that he got better day by day and began to return to his usual self. After finishing the Guangzhou matter, the couple immediately returned to Chang'an to deal with the follow-up events of the war.
At this time, the southern barbarians on the Hexi battlefield finally surrendered.
At the end of July, all the officials in Chang'an were waiting for Yan Shang and his wife to return to Beijing to preside over government affairs. The only hidden danger in Chang'an now was Liu Wenji, who closed the palace gates and relied on the Beiya army to guard the palace gates and fight against the imperial guards.
But this confrontation will also end.
The situation is hopeless and there is no way to reverse it.
In early August, the palace gates were already vulnerable, and the Northern Yamen troops were unable to resist the attackers. The people of Chang'an denounced Liu Wenji, and he was in great disgrace.
As the flames of war raged, a palace gate was knocked open from the outside. When the soldiers below came to report, Liu Wenji stood blankly by the imperial lake in front of a palace. His hand holding the knife was shaking, and he gritted his teeth, thinking that he could not admit defeat. He spoke hoarsely and asked people to continue blocking the palace gate, and there was a noise from the back.
The eunuch's voice: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! You can't go!"
Liu Wenzhi turned around and saw Chunhua, the Empress Xian.
The eunuchs did not stop Chunhua. When she saw Liu Wenji turning around, she rushed over and grabbed his sleeve. Her clothes were a little messy, obviously she had been in a hurry. Liu Wenji looked down at her and calmed his breath.
He gritted his teeth and said hoarsely, "What are you doing here? Why don't you go hide with the empress dowager and the other harem ladies... Even if the palace gates are broken, you are the concubines of the previous emperor. Those ministers claim to be gentlemen and will not kill you, the harem ladies I am holding hostage."
Chunhua grabbed his sleeves tightly, as if she didn't hear what he said. She stuffed a medicine bottle into his hand and said hurriedly: "I heard that a palace gate was broken, and those people will come in soon. You, you run away quickly, don't worry about these..."
Liu Wenji said indifferently: "There are people everywhere who want to kill me, where can I escape?"
Chunhua: "This is the medicine I asked the imperial physician to prescribe. It can cause a person to appear dead for twenty hours. I originally planned, originally planned... But you take this medicine! You use it!"
Liu Wenzhi was in a daze.
He lowered his head to look at the medicine bottle she stuffed in his hand. He raised his head to look at her spring-like eyes again and whispered, "What were you planning to do originally?"
Chunhua: "Those are not important... The most important thing is that you are alive."
Liu Wenji: "Everyone wants me dead."
Chunhua said with tears in her eyes: "But you are so good to me..."
Liu Wenji: "You abandoned your princess."
Chunhua: "I have been the Empress in the palace for so long, I have not been bullied despite His Majesty's favor, and Yue'er has grown up safely... all thanks to your care. I know you have been taking care of me. You may sound mean, but you have always been very kind to me."
She choked up, "I want you to live. Just...stay away from all this. Don't do evil anymore."
Liu Wenzhi acted as if he didn't hear her advice. She brought the medicine and wanted to leave, but Liu Wenzhi grabbed her wrist.
He looked at her distortedly and smiled sinisterly: "You hope that a eunuch can live well!"
Chunhua's face turned pale, and her heart ached because of the word "eunuch".
Liu Wenji said in a gloomy voice: "It's just a piece of cake to take care of you! Who do you think you are! I didn't treat you well at all! I tricked that loser into writing a confession of guilt and establishing a new emperor. I was planning to find the new emperor by asking the scholars to join me, and I was trying to please them! So the new emperor is the queen's son! Not your son! He has nothing to do with you!
"I don't even give you a future for your son... Why do you say I'm good to you? Why do you think I'm sincere to you?"
Chunhua looked up at his gloomy eyes, and her wrist was stung by his cold hand. He revealed their relationship in front of the eunuchs and soldiers, and the others' faces changed and they all lowered their heads. Chunhua also turned pale.
She was still gentle.
She said stubbornly: "I know what kind of person you are. Maybe I was wrong, don't worry about it... The more important thing now is that you run away.
"Your Highness is coming back, Yan Erlang is coming back... If they come back, you will die!"
She choked up: "I don't want you to die."
Liu Wenzhi looked at her blankly.
He suddenly felt depressed at this moment, accepting that he was doomed. From the corner of his eye, he saw a general hurriedly coming to him to report something, and he was tired of this - always losing! Always losing to those who wanted to kill him. Why keep asking!
Liu Wenji suddenly grabbed Chunhua's hand and dragged her up to follow him: "Come with me!"
Chunhua was stumbling and pushed into a palace by Liu Wenzhi. When she fell in, she saw the children in the room suddenly stood up and looked at her in surprise.
The palace gate was closed behind the two of them. Liu Wenzhi roared and asked everyone to block the palace gate. He held a sword and walked towards the children.
One of the children, about eight years old, stood up, walked towards the door, and blurted out, "Mother! Mother, are you here to save us?"
Another boy, wearing a modified dragon robe with a childish face, cautiously grabbed Chunhua's son's hand and pulled him back: "Ayue, don't go over there!"
This is the little emperor who was made the new emperor.
The little emperor was the son of the former queen and the current queen mother, but what was the point of being an emperor? Liu Wenji locked him and his brothers and sisters up, and they were all in jail.
Liu Wenzhi walked towards the children with a sword in hand.
The children backed away.
Chunhua stood up with the help of her knees and asked in surprise: "What are you going to do?!"
Liu Wenzhi looked at the children cruelly.
He stared at the little emperor with numbness and viciousness. The little emperor stepped back, and the children stepped back together, and Liu Wenji raised the sword in his hand.
He murmured, "I originally planned to imprison you, hold you hostage, and finally rely on you to exchange for my life. As long as the little emperor is in my hands, those ministers will have to let me go! But Chunhua, you are right, today, those ministers may not care... Especially Yan Shang.
"You see Yan Shang is respectful to the emperor, but he is actually a man who has no regard for the emperor! It is because he has no respect for the emperor that he dares to marry the princess! I wanted to threaten him to let me go with the little emperor, but he would never agree.
"You said I was good to you, but actually I wasn't. I did it for power, I only wanted power... But now I'm different. I never did anything for you, but now I want to do something for you.
"All these children are dead, all the little emperors are dead, only your son can become the emperor! You will become the queen mother, and you will enjoy the wealth and glory for me!"
Chunhua screamed, "You're crazy!"
Mu Yue was terrified: "Don't come over here!"
Little Emperor: "Come here, come here, protect me——"
The eunuchs and maids who were taking care of the princes and princesses rushed over to protect the children, and Chunhua also rushed over from behind. But Liu Wenji seemed to have gone crazy, and no one could stop him. He laughed loudly, and he didn't understand why Chunhua wanted to stop him.
The eunuchs brought in by Liu Wenji, out of fear, helped Liu Wenji to kill others.
The child named Mu Yue was obviously Chunhua's son, but this child blocked the little emperor behind himself.
Liu Wenji coaxed, "Muyue, don't you want to be the emperor? Don't you want to be above everyone else? They are all dead, Yan Shang and Mu Wanyao have no choice, only you can become the emperor! To become the emperor, you must be ruthless!"
He swung his sword, and a palace servant died at his feet, grabbing his sleeve and refusing to let him go. Liu Wenji swung his sword again, and blood splashed on his face.
Mu Yue tried his best to get the little emperor to hide behind him. The late queen did not like his mother's weakness, but he grew up with the little emperor, and the two children had always had a good relationship.
He used to feel that his mother was not treated well enough in the palace, and that he, as the eldest son, was not treated well enough. But he never thought of letting his brother die, and never thought of asking all his brothers and sisters to make way for him.
Mu Yue cried loudly: "You are crazy, you are crazy! Let my brother go! Let my brother go!"
Chunhua collapsed: "Liu Wenji——"
However, she was dragged by the palace servants brought in by Liu Wenzhi and could not move.
The palace was in chaos and blood flowed like a river.
At this moment, there was a loud "bang" and the palace door was smashed open from the outside, falling to the ground with a loud bang, raising dust.
Liu Wenzhi, with blood on his face, turned around and saw a huge crowd standing at the palace gate, all of them solemn and dignified.
Leading the way were the couple Yan Shang and Mu Wanyao, followed by Wei Shu, Zhang Xianggong, and then other court officials.
More soldiers rushed into the palace with weapons in hand.
When they saw the body on the ground, their eyes were red with anger: "Liu Wenji!"
Liu Wenji looked at Yan Shang and Mu Wanyao and laughed: "You are back - are you back to kill me? Just a little bit, just a little bit -"
He suddenly turned around, pushed the stunned Mu Yue, and wanted to kill the little emperor. Behind Yan Shang, a general threw a dagger and hit Liu Wenji's raised arm.
A trembling old man stood up with the help of a man. He said angrily: "Liu Wenji, you murdered the late emperor and now you want to kill the little prince. You have committed many evil deeds and you have no intention of repenting!"
That's Cheng An.
The look in Liu Wenzhi's eyes became even crazier, and he swung the sword in his hand.
Behind Liu Wenzhi, Mu Yue rushed over again, hugged his thigh and bit it.
Mu Yue cried, "You raped my mother, and now you want to kill my brother! Prime Minister Yan, aunt, kill him, kill him..."
adultery.
As soon as the two words came out, not only Liu Wenzhi was stunned, but even Chunhua fell to the ground with a pale face.
Liu Wenji looked down at the child hanging on his lap, and Mu Yue looked up, his eyes full of hatred for him. Liu Wenji was in a trance, thinking that he was determined to make him the emperor, so why did he hate him.
Liu Wenzhi looked at Cheng An again, at the ministers, at Yan Shang, and at Mu Wanyao.
They are cold and indifferent.
It was written in his eyes that he deserved to be killed.
Liu Wenji stumbled back, holding onto his sword and refusing to fall. He shouted hoarsely, "What have I done wrong—"
Yan Shang interrupted: “You are totally wrong!”
Liu Wenzhi looked at it in a daze.
Seeing Yan Shang walking towards him.
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“You were wrong in murdering the emperor and putting the blame on the former prince.
"Your mistake was to collude with the enemy and colluded with foreign countries! Together with the late emperor, you killed hundreds of thousands of soldiers at the border, the prime minister of a country, and countless trusted ministers... You caused the Wei Dynasty to fall apart and the people to suffer.
"You were wrong in killing Luo Xiu. You were wrong in harboring evil intentions from the beginning. You were wrong in going further and further astray and becoming more and more vicious."
He spoke every word carefully and moved forward step by step.
His tone was agitated, and his eyes were even misty. He changed the subject and said softly, "I was also wrong."
He said: "My mistake was that I realized you were wrong early on, but I always wanted to give you a chance, thinking that you were not born a bad person and you could still turn back. My mistake was that I was soft-hearted towards you, and I was wrong... for not killing you early on!
"I should have killed you! I should have ended this a long time ago!"
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Liu Wenzhi stared at Yan Shang blankly.
He suddenly dropped his sword, his voice choking with sobs: "This is all your fault. I was so good to you, I always cared about you in the palace, but you never looked back at me. Back then, the former crown prince rebelled, the former king of Qin rebelled, and the reinforcements from Mi were slow to arrive... You still look down on me, and you still don't consider me a friend."
He choked up: "You still don't trust me."
He said with his eyes closed.
Mu Wanyao's face was a little pale, and her expression was a little lazy. But she held Yan Shang's hand and turned to Liu Wenji: "You have committed a heinous crime, and in the end you can only blame us for not being good enough to you. Has the whole world let you down?"
She is different from Yan Shang.
She is always sharp and pointed: "If you make a mistake, it's a mistake. Don't give yourself so many excuses!"
Liu Wenzhi looked at her.
Liu Wenji nodded: "Killing the emperor, communicating with foreign countries, tempting the emperor to fall... and what else, why don't you say it? Princess? Why don't you confess my crimes completely?"
He laughed: "You can't tell, right? Because you have a heart too, right? You don't want your people...your people...!"
He suddenly lost his voice and stood there in a daze. Then he collapsed to the ground and was hugged from behind.
Everyone saw clearly that a dagger had pierced his heart from behind. He fell down, his whole body convulsing, and he didn't want to look back.
Chunhua, with tears on her face, hugged him.
She was completely devastated and almost going crazy. She said stupidly, "You were wrong for having an affair with a concubine in the harem."
Liu Wenji fell into Chunhua's arms, his eyes were blank and blood was flowing from his chest. Chunhua's tears dripped on his face. She held the dagger, and her own hand was also bleeding. She used the dagger to stab her heart.
Mu Wan's eyes shrank as he moved forward: "Chun Hua!"
Mu Yue screamed: "Mother!"
Chunhua, who had always been weak, shouted loudly for the first time: "No one should come over here!"
She hugged Liu Wenzhi tightly in her arms and burst into tears.
From the moment she entered the Prince Jin's Mansion, her life was like being soaked in tears. She cried all day long, forever crying. There were too many hardships in her life, and she herself was too weak.
You can't love what you want, and you can't hate what you want.
Her son looked at her with strange eyes, her mistress looked at her with disgust, and the former lord looked at her with a look of disapproval.
It's all her fault. It's all her fault.
Chunhua hugged Liu Wenji tightly in her arms. She cried hard, never cried so hard before. She touched the blood on his chest tremblingly, and she trembled again: "No matter how many mistakes, it's all my fault. If I hadn't entered the palace... everything would be different.
"Wenji, Wenji...it's me who hurt you, it's me who misled you.
"Ayue, I know you hate me for having an affair with a eunuch, and hate me for betraying your father. You didn't tell your father, you didn't tell the queen, I'm grateful to you... But Wen Ji is not an ordinary eunuch. He is my lover, the one I love most in my life... My only love! I had him before I entered your father's house, we didn't betray your father at all.
"It was your father who forced me to be together and separated us. I did this just to give birth to you. If you want to blame someone, blame me, don't blame Wen Ji.
"Your Highness, Your Highness... I have disappointed you. I know Wen Ji has done too many evil things and his death is not worth it. I only ask that after we die, we can be together, okay? I don't want to be with the King of Jin and the Emperor anymore! I don't want that anymore!"
She cried bitterly and hugged Liu Wenji tightly. Liu Wenji was stunned, but the sinister look in his eyes gradually disappeared. He heard her voice before he died, and he finally felt relieved.
Liu Wenzhi thought, then... let’s do this.
He thought of the warm winter sun of that year, the fleeting sight of her standing at the Yan family, and turning back to smile at her.
With tears in his eyes, he murmured: "Don't forget each other, try your best to love Chunhua..."
He reached up with a trembling hand, wanting to touch her face one last time. She lowered her head and buried her face, her shoulders shaking.
Don’t forget each other when you are together, and try your best to love spring.
Maybe it was wrong from the beginning.
Maybe we shouldn't have met in the first place.
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The palace was burned down by fire. When Yan Shang and Mu Wanyao left, it was already dark and the sky and the earth were pitch black.
But a new day begins again.
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