She waved to Zhao Yu, who hurried forward and supported Qin Peng, frowning and saying, "If you don't feel well, just lie down in the palace. What are you doing here?"

"I want to see you."

She spoke calmly, and Zhao Yu's heart skipped a beat. Just these few words were so casual, but countless emotions surged up in his mind.

He felt sad and wronged, but also happy and excited, and also a little afraid and confused.

All these emotions were intertwined and swirling around in his mind, but he didn't dare to show them. He could only support Qin Peng and asked calmly, "Where do you want to go?"

"Let's go... to Xiuhe Palace."

Qin Peng coughed lightly. This was where they lived when they were children.

Zhao Yu responded and helped Qin Peng walk towards Xiuhe Palace. Qin Peng was not in good health, so he walked and stopped frequently. Zhao Yu looked at him and felt as if his heart was being pricked by needles, with a sharp pain.

Qin Peng used to be so outspoken, always like a gorgeous peony in full bloom, how could she be like now? So delicate and pale.

The two of them walked all the way to Xiuhe Palace. Qin Peng waved to the people behind him and said with a breath, "Don't follow me."

Then he took Zhao Yu's hand, as if he was holding the child behind him when he was a child, and walked in.

Xiuhe Palace was still the same as before. Qin Peng looked at it with joy in his eyes and asked in a gentle voice, "Do you come here on weekdays?"

"Yeah." Zhao Yu lowered his head, his expression unclear: "I usually come here and clean up."

"When I was a kid, you were the one who cleaned it."

As Qin Peng spoke, a look of nostalgia appeared in his eyes.

Zhao Yu didn't say anything. The two of them opened the door and walked to Qin Peng's former room.

Qin Peng and Zhao Yu slept separately, but when Zhao Yu was young, he was afraid to fall asleep at night, so he would always secretly come to find Qin Peng.

Qin Peng looked at the cabinets, dressing table, and bed in the room...

Those things seemed very tall when I was a child, but now they seem a little smaller.

Qin Peng sat down on the bed and wanted to get on it, so Zhao Yu came over and took off her shoes for her. Watching Qin Peng get on the bed like she did when she was a child, Zhao Yu leaned against the wall, arranged the quilt, and covered herself with it.

The warmth gradually spread to her whole body, and Qin Peng felt extremely at peace. She stared blankly ahead and said slowly, "I remember when we were little, we often kept warm like this."

Zhao Yu responded and went onto the bed, sitting beside her as he did before.

It was just that he relied on her when he was little, but now that he had grown taller, he could only lean on her and put his arms around her shoulders.

The bed quilt seemed to have an invisible magic that made the two wandering people feel suddenly at ease.

No matter what they were worried about, it didn't seem to matter. The quilt created a small world for the two of them, allowing them to be like children. It was snowing heavily outside, but they knew they would not be frozen to death inside the quilt because it was warm.

"I used to rely on you," Zhao Yu recalled, and said slowly, "Then Qin Shuhuai came, and you relied on him. At that time, I envied him very much. I always thought, if I were as tall as him, you could rely on me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Peng's head fell on Zhao Yu's shoulder.

Zhao Yu's body trembled slightly, as if a dream he had dreamed of for many years had come true.

This seemed to be a silent response, and Zhao Yu couldn't help but moisten his eyes.

"Ayu," Qin Peng said in a light voice, "Tell me, why have we come to this point?"

Zhao Yu didn't say anything. Qin Peng said slowly, "I always thought I was a good sister. I tried my best to protect you and accompany you, but in the end, you killed me."

Qin Peng's words were like a sharp blade, piercing Zhao Yu's heart. Zhao Yu hurriedly explained: "I didn't..."

"I know you don't want to kill me."

Qin Peng leaned against him, his voice calm. His calm attitude made Zhao Yu unable to speak.

Qin Peng held his hand and said gently, "Listen to me, I haven't spoken to you like this for a long time."

Zhao Yu didn't dare to move, and Qin Peng continued speaking.

"Ayu, do you know what death feels like?"

"It's cold, lonely and hopeless."

"I died three times. The first time, the despair was engraved in my bones. I felt a lot of pain at that time, especially pain. I don't understand why I have to go through such pain. I just want to be with the one I love, why is it so difficult?"

"When I died the second time, I was hit by so many swords that I couldn't even count them. I just remember struggling the whole time, with swords stabbing into my body and then being pulled out again."

"When I died the third time, it was easier. But at that time, my heart felt like a vast wilderness. I had nothing in my heart."

"When a person has nothing in his heart, that is the greatest despair. At that time, I always wondered, what am I living for? Revenge? I don't want to. A person who has died three times would have lost his temper. Enjoyment? I don't have that either."

"I don't know why I am alive, nor do I understand why I am dying. The scariest thing is that you don't even know when this process will end."

"Yes, I won't die, but Yu, I'm in pain."

Tears welled up in her eyes, and her voice was tired and cold: "Ayu, I'm in so much pain."

He was speechless.

As he listened to Qin Peng's voice, he suddenly realized that human hearts were truly terrifying.

He thought that one day when Qin Peng came back, she would lean on him and be like she was when they were little.

It was a cold palace, with heavy snow, and they only had each other.

But when this wish came true and they were hugging each other like they did when they were children, he suddenly realized that the past can never come back and what is lost is destined to be lost.

He suddenly wanted to cry, but he couldn't make a sound.

Qin Peng leaned on his arms and said slowly: "When you were little, I always wondered what you would look like when you grew up. I thought you would grow tall and big, and you would protect me if someone bullied me."

"Yes," Zhao Yu couldn't help laughing, and said in a hoarse voice, "I will protect you."

"But Ayu..." Qin Peng sighed softly: "You don't have it."

He didn't.

All the happiness that was within her reach was destroyed by him.

She had someone she loved, and was leaving the person she loved to go to a completely new world. It was he who killed her.

Even if it was a manslaughter, even if maybe she was destined to die.

But now she was really going to have happiness, she really had a new identity and a family, but it was he who pulled her back to him.

Just because he was stubborn and refused to change his ways, just because he was still in the past while she was already moving towards the future.

He didn't know what to do.

He held the girl in his arms and recalled his wishes when he was a child.

What he wanted and what he asked for was always the best for him.

When he was young, he always thought - my sister is so good, I must protect her, and no one can bully her.

But such a simple feeling has changed in quality over time.

He was like an abandoned child, he stubbornly stayed in his memory, in his recollection, in this cold palace. He refused to come out, he had so many chances to walk out of the darkness, he was already the emperor of this world, but he still locked himself up and waited for her.

If she didn't come back, he would try every means to bring her back.

Is he wrong?

Of course he knew he was wrong, but he could do nothing about it, he had walked too far down this road and he could no longer turn back.

He closed his eyes and spoke slowly: "What do you want to do by telling me this?"

"Ayu," Qin Peng sighed softly, "Stop it. We can't give all the sixteen states of southern Yan to Qi. You and I... don't have to go that far. I can forget about the past... don't force me."

"I'm not forcing you." Zhao Yu raised his hands and covered his eyes: "I'm forcing myself. I chose this path, and I have to go on."

Qin Peng stopped talking. Zhao Yu leaned his head against hers, looked outside, and said slowly, "You know, I've thought about you wearing your wedding dress many times."

"When I first saw you in your wedding dress..." Zhao Yu showed a happy yet bitter smile on his face: "It was the first time I realized that I liked you."

"When my mother told me that you and I were not biological siblings, I was still young. At that time, I didn't understand what love was. I only knew that I wanted to be with you, for a long, long time. If I had known earlier..."

Zhao Yu closed his eyes in pain: "I would not let you like Qin Shuhuai, nor would I let you marry him. But I was born too late, and understood too late. For many years I would wonder why I was not a few years older than you. Why couldn't I meet you, fall in love with you, and accompany you at the right time."

"I missed it once," he shuddered, "I can't make the same mistake a second time. I've been waiting for this day for so many years, since I was thirteen. But now," he suddenly raised his voice, "you're telling me to stop?!"

Qin Peng didn't say anything. Her eyes were calm and indifferent. She had expected this ending and she could accept it, but she just felt it was a pity.

Zhao Yu looked at her with tears in his eyes, his body trembling slightly.

Qin Peng looked at the young man like an ordinary sister and said slowly, "Ayu, are you sad?"

Hearing this greeting, Zhao Yu burst into tears. He threw himself into Qin Peng's arms, hugged her tightly, and cried like a child.

Qin Peng patted his back gently.

He said, "I don't want to, sister, I don't want to."

"But I was so afraid that you would leave me. I had no one else in this world. That winter was so cold. I had been waiting for you, and I was so afraid that you wouldn't come."

"I always feel like I'm still a kid. If I lose you, I'll have nothing. My mother said that the only thing that lasts forever is family. But I have no family except you."

He went on and on, talking about the years she was away.

It seems like a complaint, but also seems like just a statement.

The darkness she saw and didn't see.

"When you were not around, they held my head down and put me under water. I thought I was going to die several times, but I woke up again."

"That time I was poisoned, it was really painful. I lay down next to my father..."

Some of these things happened when he was a teenager, and some happened when he grew up.

The only difference is that these darkness always accompany him.

From the humiliation and bullying in his youth to the conspiracy and assassination when he grew up, it seemed that there was never a moment in his life when he stopped to feel the embrace and love that the world gave him.

No, there is.

Qin Peng listened quietly, and she suddenly understood that no bias was without reason.

For Zhao Yu, when the world is all evil to him, he will not give up and grab the only warmth.

If a person's love in childhood is not satisfied, it will slowly become distorted over time.

When pity turns into hatefulness, it is hard to remember how miserable he once was.

Qin Peng held him in his arms with tears in his eyes.

"Ayu," she leaned her head on his shoulder, "Don't cry, sister is here."

"Sister will take you to a new world, huh? There are many people who love you in this world. Don't lock yourself up in your own world. You have grown up."

Zhao Yu said nothing.

He understood all these principles. Xiahou Yan, Bai Huai, Bai Zhi, the imperial physician... they had said them too many times.

But understanding is one thing, and doing is another.

He seldom slept well, but he felt sleepy while holding Qin Peng, as if he was still a child and his sister would give him all the protection.

No longer afraid of the cold winter, no longer afraid of being insulted and beaten by others.

His little leopard sister will always protect him.

"Sister," he said in a hazy voice, "I want to take a nap. Hold me and don't leave, okay?"

Qin Peng nodded, his voice gentle: "Go to sleep."

Zhao Yu fell asleep, and when he woke up, it was almost dawn, and it was time to prepare for the wedding ceremony.

From outside, he heard the eunuch's voice telling him to get up and get ready. Zhao Yu opened his eyes and saw Qin Peng sitting beside him, holding him motionless.

She was afraid of waking him up, so she slept in this position all night.

The look in his eyes was dark and difficult to discern, and after a long time, he sighed softly.

He stood up and carried her horizontally. Qin Peng's eyes were hazy. Zhao Yuwen said gently, "You sleep a little longer."

It was not yet daybreak, and the rain had stopped last night. It was still early, and the palace lanterns hung in the corridor, swaying left and right in the wind.

Zhao Yu stared at Qin Peng's sleeping face and felt extremely happy. He put Qin Peng on the bed, bent down and kissed her, and then said to the others, "Let her sleep for another quarter of an hour, and then call her."

Having said that, he turned and left.

When he walked to the corridor, someone suddenly called Zhao Yu: "Your Majesty."

Zhao Yu turned around and saw Xia Houyan standing at the end of the corridor. He was not surprised, his eyes were calm, and he smiled as usual: "What are you doing here, Houyan?"

"I came to the palace to check security," Xiahou Yan walked forward, looked at Zhao Yu, and lowered his eyes: "Your Majesty seems very happy."

“I am really happy that my long-cherished wish has finally come true.”

He did not use "I", but used "I" as he did when they were teenagers.

Xiahou Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and he involuntarily clenched his fists under his sleeves: "Your Majesty... the price is too high."

"I know." Zhao Yu softened his expression and patted Xia Houyan on the shoulder: "Be good to Bai Zhi, she has you in her heart."

Xiahou Yan looked up at Zhao Yu in confusion. Zhao Yu seldom talked to him about his love life.

Zhao Yu saw his expression and smiled, "Also, Bai Huai is stupid, you should take care of him more."

Such words made Xiahou Yan's heart tremble slightly, wondering if Zhao Yu had discovered his arrangement.

However, Zhao Yu said, "I plan to promote Bai Huai. Do you have any objections?"

Hearing this, Xiahou Yan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, saying, "There's no need to talk about this between us brothers."

Zhao Yu nodded, smiled and said a few words to Xiahou Yan, then went to prepare.

After he left, Xiahou Yan stood on the corridor, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

At dawn, the wedding ceremony began. Qin Peng had already put on her wedding dress. The pearl curtain swayed in front of her. When she arrived at the altar, she saw Zhao Yu.

He was wearing a scarlet robe and standing on the altar, quietly waiting for her arrival.

He always kept a smile on his face, as if he was young, sitting in the cold palace, waiting for her to come home every day.

Such a clear gaze, without any impurities.

She was not in good health, and it was very difficult for her to walk with the jewellery and hair crown weighing several dozen kilograms. After taking a few steps, she could no longer hold on and her body trembled slightly.

Zhao Yu saw that she was unwell and immediately walked down from the altar.

The ceremonial officer cried out in shock: "Your Majesty, no!"

However, Zhao Yu didn't care and ran directly to Qin Peng, picked her up and said with a smile: "Sister, I'll carry you away."

The whole place was silent. Everyone suppressed their anger but dared not speak.

Someone looked at Xiahou Yan secretly, but Xiahou Yan closed his eyes.

How could he not understand now that Zhao Yu no longer cared about the throne?

I can even give away a thousand li of red makeup, so what’s the big deal about ruining this grand sacrificial ceremony?

From the moment Zhao Yu carried Qin Peng onto the altar, the wedding ceremony went into chaos.

Zhao Yu carried Qin Peng for a whole day and went through all the ceremonies. After the wedding ceremony, Qin Peng returned to the bedroom and waited.

She waited for a while and Zhao Yu came back. He was drunk and came to him with a smell of alcohol.

Then he lifted her pearl curtain and looked at her with a smile: "Peng Peng."

He cried out, and Qin Peng looked up at him with a calm and innocent gaze.

Zhao Yu smiled and held her hand: "Peng Peng, I have something I want to show you."

"Let's drink the wedding wine first."

Qin Peng lowered his eyes, and Zhao Yu shook his head: "Let's watch it, and then drink the wedding wine."

Qin Peng pursed his lips and responded.

Zhao Yu pulled Qin Peng to stand up, stuffed the wine pot and wine glass into Qin Peng's hands, then half-knelt down and said to Qin Peng: "Come, I'll carry you over."

Qin Peng was a little uneasy. She didn't know whether Zhao Yu's actions would change the plan. However, she was also afraid that Zhao Yu would notice, so she could only follow Zhao Yu forward.

Zhao Yu carried her on his back, dodged other people, and went out as if he was a child, and then went all the way to the Zhaixing Tower.

The Star-Picking Tower is the tallest tower in the Northern Yan Palace, and it overlooks the entire Northern Yan. Qin Peng was alert in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

After going up to the Zhaixing Tower, Zhao Yu patted his side and asked Qin Peng to sit down with him and look into the distance.

It rained all night last night, and the weather today was exceptionally good. The bright moon was in the sky, illuminating the entire Yandu. Zhao Yu pointed to the distance, and he and Qin Peng sat on the top of the Zhaixing Building like children, looking into the distance.

"Do you remember that when we were little we loved watching fireworks, but at that time, the best views were for other people, so we found this place."

Hearing Zhao Yu mention his childhood, Qin Peng lowered his eyes and said, "I remember."

"You have to climb to the top of the building all night to see the best view. Later I went to the so-called best location, and I saw it," Zhao Yu said, turning his head and looking at Qin Peng with a smile in his eyes: "It's not as beautiful as this."

Qin Peng didn't say anything. She couldn't figure out what Zhao Yu wanted to say.

"Wait a moment," Zhao Yu raised his hand and pointed to the distance: "I have prepared the most magnificent fireworks. At this moment, all the capitals of the states and provinces of Beiyan will set them off together. Sister," he turned his head and looked calmly: "Look, one day, we will finally stand at the top of this country."

"Ayu," Qin Peng said calmly, "This is not how you act as an emperor."

"I know. I know."

Zhao Yu held her hand, nodded with a smile, and then he moved closer to her: "Pengpeng, when the fireworks start, let's drink to each other."

Qin Peng held the wine pot and the wine glass, feeling a little nervous. She couldn't speak. She didn't know whether this was a test or a sincere one.

She didn't say anything, but Zhao Yu talked a lot.

He seemed very excited today and kept talking about Xiahou Yan, Bai Zhi, Bai Huai, and the years they were there.

When the sound of bells rang in the distance, Zhao Yu suddenly stopped talking. He looked into the distance. Everything around him was quiet, with only the bright moon shining in the distance.

Then a beam of light shot up into the sky and suddenly exploded.

Zhao Yu looked at the peony fireworks blooming in the sky, turned around, and took the wine pot from Qin Peng.

After the first firework exploded, endless fireworks rose into the sky one after another.

Zhao Yu poured the wine, handed the glass to Qin Peng, and said calmly: "I gave you a thousand miles of red makeup, gave you fireworks, gave you this prosperous era, and gave you prosperity."

"I've given you everything I can and can't give you," he raised his eyes, took Qin Peng's hand, and looked at her. He had tears in his eyes, and Qin Peng trembled slightly. He understood everything in his eyes, and said slowly, "Look, how much I love you."

As he spoke, Zhao Yu smiled.

And Qin Peng was sure, he knew, he knew everything!

She trembled, staring at Zhao Yu without saying a word. Zhao Yu looked at her expression, and there was no regret in his eyes.

"You still care about me after all," he lowered his head and put his lips close to the wine glass. Qin Peng couldn't help but pull back, but his hands were so strong that he calmly and firmly brought the wine to his lips.

"May we," he said as if he knew nothing, "grow old together, loving each other forever."

After saying this, he raised his glass and drank the wine in one gulp.

Fireworks exploded, lighting up the entire sky. Qin Peng's tears fell from her eyes. She closed her eyes, trembling, and drank the wine in her glass.

After drinking, Zhao Yu leaned against her and looked at the fireworks in the distance.

"Listen," he said slowly, "Is that the sound of siege?"

Qin Peng didn't say anything.

According to the plan, Xiahou Yan would start attacking the city when the fireworks were set off.

Zhao Yu leaned against her, not feeling surprised at all: "Qin Shuhuai is here, right?"

Qin Peng didn't dare to answer. Zhao Yu held her fingers together, smiling, and understood everything: "Don't worry, I've told Bai Huai, don't worry."

"You..." Qin Peng was speechless. Zhao Yu chuckled and said, "I know. I know everything."

"I am not a good emperor. In a place like Northern Yan, there will always be people who rebel. Hou Yan is my brother, and I know him better than you do. He is not loyal to me, but to Northern Yan, which I govern. Now I want to cede the sixteen states of Southern Yan, and he will suffer such a loss of labor and property. He can't stand it. Qin Shuhuai, in fact, was raised as an eagle in Northern Yan, and he has been in Southern Qi for a long time, sharpening his claws. But an eagle is an eagle, and he will understand one day."

"Peace brought by marriage is not peace. When a country's dignity is insulted and trampled upon, it must slap back one slap after another. Only in this way will others fear and respect you. The King of Yue slept on straw and was brave in order to give that slap a little more strength. The State of Qi clearly had the ability to give that slap but didn't. Isn't this a joke?"

"If he is really this weak, sister," Zhao Yu closed her eyes, "don't go back, he won't be able to protect you."

"Ayu..." Qin Peng understood that he really knew.

But what she didn't understand was: "Why..."

Since you know it, why don't you stop it? Why don't you block it?

He was so smart that he naturally knew the reason Qin Peng was asking. He closed his eyes and smiled slightly.

"Sister, I'm not a good emperor, I'm not a good brother, and I'm not the good husband in your heart."

"I can't bring happiness to anyone, but there is a monster living in my heart. I tried my best to stop him, but I couldn't. I can only hurt you again and again."

"But this can't go on any longer. It has to end. I think if I die in your hands..." His voice gradually trailed off: "I am willing."

"I didn't lie to you," he said in a calm and gentle voice, faint but firm amid the sound of fireworks exploding: "Even though I have hurt you many times, I still love you."

It's just that he never learned how to love someone correctly, so he could only hold that double-edged sword and hurt people again and again.

After saying this, Zhao Yu stopped talking. He leaned on Qin Peng's shoulder and slowly fell asleep.

Fireworks kept blooming in front of Qin Peng. Qin Peng held the man's hand and could no longer bear it. She cried out like a girl.

The fireworks lasted for most of the night, and when they were over, the palace coup was completely over.

There was no brutality like the Southern Qi coup that killed people in the middle of the night. The Northern Yan coup was more of a smooth and orderly handover than a coup.

When Xiahou Yan started to take action, Bai Huai stepped forward and handed over the imperial edict for Zhao Yu to give up his throne. Then Bai Huai led Xiahou Yan to take the imperial seal, took charge of everything, and counted and replaced the people in the palace.

While all this was happening, everyone started looking for Zhao Yu.

No one knew where he had gone, and Zhao Yi was extremely anxious.

"Master, will Zhao Yu harm the princess..."

Qin Shuhuai didn't say anything. He looked up at the Zhaixing Tower, the highest place.

Xiahou Yan, who was standing next to him, looked at the letter left by Zhao Yu with a complicated expression.

Zhao Yu explained everything. Xiahou Yan looked at Bai Huai in disbelief, and finally understood what Zhao Yu meant by giving Bai Huai a higher position.

It was not Zhao Yu who recommended Bai Huai a position, but Xiahou Yan who recommended Bai Huai a position.

Xiahou Yan was speechless for a moment. He had a thousand words to ask, but none of them came out. Finally, he lowered his head and asked, "How could he... do this?"

If he is willing to speak out, he will not object.

Bai Huai didn't say anything, he was packing his things.

He knew in his heart that Zhao Yu just didn't want to live.

He wanted to die at the hands of the person he loved most, otherwise he was afraid that he would hurt others while alive.

While they were talking, Qin Shuhuai walked out.

Then he walked up to the Star-Picking Tower. He didn't let anyone follow him, and he climbed to the top of the building alone.

When he was young, every time he set off fireworks, he would come here to find Zhao Peng and Zhao Yu. This was their secret base.

They used to have many secrets, but they were all shared by Qin Peng one by one.

So the boy would feel that all the good things in time were divided up, and in the end he was left with nothing.

When Qin Shuhuai reached the top of the building, he saw Qin Peng sitting there looking into the distance. Zhao Yu was leaning on her shoulder. She was crying like a little girl.

He walked over and sat quietly beside her, holding her firmly and gently on his shoulders, just as he had always done when they were young and after he married her.

He didn't say a word, but silently gave her the greatest support and warmth.

"It's over..."

Qin Peng sobbed.

Qin Shuhuai responded: "Yes."

"Ayu, there will be a new beginning."

"Can."

"Qin Shuhuai," she looked up at him, "Are you here to take me home?"

"yes."

"Qin Shuhuai," she looked at him. The red sun and the bright moon rose up little by little in the morning. She looked at the young man in front of her. He had lost his childishness but still had the eyes of a young man. Over the years, he seemed to have changed a lot, but also seemed to have remained the same.

She sobbed and asked, just like she did when she first married him, "Will you love me forever?"

Qin Shuhuai raised his hand to wipe her tears and smiled gently.

This time, he was not shy like he was when he was young and turned his head away without saying a word.

He looked at her and said seriously and firmly, "Yes."

She stopped talking and hugged him tightly.

The two stayed in the Zhaixing Tower for a while. When it was completely light, Qin Shuhuai carried Zhao Yu downstairs.

The two did not stay long. Taking advantage of the chaos in the palace, after saying goodbye to Xiahou Yan, Qin Shuhuai took Zhao Yu's "corpse" and Qin Peng back to the country.

When leaving Yandu, Qin Peng heard someone calling her. She turned around and saw Bai Zhi chasing after her.

"Princess!" Qin Peng stopped the carriage, sat in it, and held Bai Zhi's hand. Bai Zhi said with tears in her eyes: "Princess, I will come to see you in the future!"

"Okay." Qin Peng smiled and said, "When you become the queen in the future, you should be dignified and stop messing around."

"You are the one who always messes around!" Bai Zhi pushed her and said a few more words to her. Qin Shuhuai coughed softly behind him and said, "Let's go."

In these troubled times, it is better not to stay too long.

Qin Peng understood, nodded and let Bai Zhi go.

The carriage drove away again. Qin Peng combed Zhao Yu's hair and asked, "Shu Huai, will he wake up?"

"Can."

"Shu Huai, he won't remember everything, right?"

"yes."

"Shuhuai," Qin Peng looked up at him, "Why... are you willing to give me another pack of medicine?"

Qin Shuhuai gave her two kinds of medicine at that time. One would kill Zhao Yu, and the other would just make Zhao Yu forget everything and start over like a child.

Qin Shuhuai didn't look up, just looked at the book, as if he was just saying the simplest words.

"Because I am willing to respect all your choices."

"Whether Zhao Yu is your biological brother or not, you have always treated him as a relative. If you want to take care of him, then take care of him."

"You don't mind?" Qin Peng couldn't help laughing: "You did mind it back then."

Qin Shuhuai also smiled. He raised his eyes, his eyes like warm sunshine.

"When people are satisfied with the love they have now, they won't ask for more."

"I think," Qin Shuhuai looked at her. Although it was a question, his tone was very firm: "You probably love me."

Qin Peng was slightly startled. She seemed a little embarrassed. She turned her head and looked at the car curtain rising and falling outside the window. Her voice was gentle but firm: "I love you."

So many years, so many things, of course it’s love.

With such deep affection, I should live up to it.

The carriage slowly moved away towards Nanqi, the wheels making a creaking sound.

The carriage moves farther and farther away and gradually disappears from your sight.

I'll tell you what happened next.

Later, Qin Ming stayed with Wu Li until he was twenty years old when his body was completely healed. He became a leisurely prince and traveled around the world.

Later, when Zhao Yu woke up, he was like a child, getting to know everyone again and learning everything again. Qin Shuhuai and Qin Peng took turns teaching him, starting with reading and learning to read, and taught him to grow up little by little. This time, he finally saw a warm world worth loving, and his world was finally not just about Qin Peng.

Later, Southern Qi and Northern Yan each divided the eight states of Northern Yan, Wei Yan was stationed at the border, and Liu Shuyan became the prime minister. The two countries were at peace for several decades until Qin Shuhuai passed away a hundred years ago.

Later, they stayed together.

The story should end here happily.