"Miss...Miss...Xiao Tao is here, Xiao Tao is always here!"
Xiao Tao fell to the side of the bed, and even though her vision had already blurred, she still grabbed Yun Chu's cold little hand.
Yunchu wanted to smile at her, but he just couldn't muster the strength to do it.
She forced herself to speak, "Xiao Tao... In the drawer of the study desk, there are some portraits of young men... I've checked those people, and they are people worth entrusting your life to..."
"When you have time, choose a room you like... In the room where you rest, under the bed there is... the dowry I prepared for you..."
As she spoke, her pale lips trembled, and her voice was so soft and faint, as if she would be unable to make any sound in the next second.
...
"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll just find someone to marry you off!"
"Eh? That won't do. Xiao Tao has never even touched a man's hand in her life! How can she get married?"
...
Xiao Tao cried bitterly. She knew what the young lady meant by that, but... but...
"No, Xiaotao, don't do that. Since the young lady picked Xiaotao up and brought her home, Xiaotao should have followed the young lady!"
"Young Miss hasn't married yet, how can Xiao Tao get married?"
She had already made up her mind that when the young lady got married, she would find someone to marry who would serve her son-in-law.
Yunchu shook her head. She couldn’t wait for the day of getting married.
"Miss, can you hold on a little longer? Just think of it as pity for Xiao Tao. What if Xiao Tao gets bullied after she gets married while you're away?"
Now that the young lady is gone, she will have no home!
In the past, whether she was sleeping on the streets or following the Second Prince, wherever the young lady was, that was her home.
"Miss, I have asked someone to look for my uncle. Please... hold on a little longer..."
Yunchu stopped talking. How could she not know that Xiaotao was lying to her? Jiang Zhanyuan...had disappeared again. She didn't even know where he was. How could Xiaotao ask someone to find him?
But...I really want to see him before I leave.
Tell him that she loves the wedding dress he had made, tell him that she really wants to see the crabapple blossoms in full bloom with him, tell him...
Many, many things.
Or maybe if I die, he won't have to stay by my side against his will... It would be good if he could be free.
As for myself...
Yunchu always felt that he should have died when he was sixteen.
When I was sixteen, the Yun family was destroyed. Everything that happened that year was like a silent yet heavy rainstorm.
Things became even more miserable after the rainstorm. She was given to someone else as a concubine and then sold to a brothel. It was more like a mess.
Until I met Jiang Zhanyuan, the rainstorm seemed to turn into a snowstorm. It was obviously cold, but the scenery was beautiful.
Now...is everything finally over?
......
At the foot of the mountain in the distance, the man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked up at the sky. The cumulus clouds in the sky began to disperse, and the muffled thunder that had been ringing for a long time also began to disappear.
[Emperor...Yunchu is dying.]
Sima Ming hesitated to speak. He looked at the Emperor's favorability towards Yunchu, which was 70, and felt that if the Emperor did not go there now, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life and the mission would not be completed.
Their task is to get the Emperor's favorability to 65.
"What did you say? I clearly changed her fate as written in the destiny book!"
He turned his head to look at the figure beside him that only he could see. His eyes were deep and almost black, and there seemed to be a flame in them that wanted to break out of the cocoon.
Sima Ming lowered his head instantly, trying to hide his breath.
[It's... these are herbs from the capital. The blood grass inside has somehow turned into falling grass. This falling grass is a slow-acting poison, and it clashes with the herbs she's been taking, forming a deadly poison.]
[Also...the destiny you changed in the destiny book has also been replaced.]
He had said long ago that what was written in the Book of Destiny could not be changed by external forces, but the Emperor did not believe it!
Now I have suffered the punishment from heaven and have not achieved my desired goal...what can I do?
Besides, the Luohui grass doesn't even exist in this world!
Jiang Zhanyuan closed his eyes, his lips trembling and he couldn't speak. When he opened his eyes again, the corners of his eyes were already bloodshot and he flew towards Yun Mansion.
Seeing this, Siming hurriedly followed, but as soon as he arrived in the yard, he heard Xiaotao's voice.
"Miss!!!"
Then a middle-aged man shook his head and walked out of the room carrying his medicine box.
He saw Jiang Zhanyuan patting Jiang Hanayuan's shoulder, his face full of regret: "My condolences..."
He had just learned from the little maid that the woman in the room was going to get married in half a month. He guessed the identity of the young man standing outside as soon as he saw the tears in his eyes.
What a pity! It’s only a few days away and we should be having a happy occasion, but now we can only have a sad occasion.
Jiang Zhanyuan stood there in a daze. He wanted to rush into the room to see her immediately, but his feet felt like they weighed a thousand pounds.
The snow was still falling outside, even heavier than when Jiang Zhanyuan went to accept the heavenly punishment.
The cold air kept blowing towards him, twisting and turning. It was clearly daytime, but Jiang Zhanyuan felt that everything around him was dark, endless darkness, and the only light was the snowman standing in front of the door.
[Emperor... go in and take a look...]
Siming looked at the snow on Jiang Zhanyuan's body, and felt bitter in his mouth and heart.
But it’s really strange, the dead person was not his lover.
Moreover, they knew from the beginning that she would die, but why did it become so hard to accept when this ending really came?
Jiang Zhanyuan staggered two steps before walking into the room.
Xiaotao knelt beside the bed, crying like a tearful person.
His eyes fell on the bed. The person lying on the bed was lying quietly, with a white face, delicate eyebrows, a small nose, and lips slightly pursed, as if she was just asleep.
Yes... She used to be like this when she was asleep. When she was asleep, she hated it most when others made noises in her ears. She liked quietness.
But seeing him like this, Jiang Zhanyuan still felt his heart being pulled. He pushed Xiao Tao and said, "Don't cry."
Xiaotao was so sad that she didn't even notice him coming.
What did he say? To stop her crying?
Xiao Tao stood up and looked up at the man: "Why don't you let me cry? Where did you go earlier?!"
"Don't you know that the young lady is waiting for you every day, every day! Why can't you come back earlier? Why don't you let her see you? Why?!"
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