Xiaotao said that she had been waiting for her...why didn't he come back?
Yeah...why doesn't he come back?
If I had listened to Sima Ming at that time and accompanied her to spend the rest of her days in peace and stability, would the ending be better than it is now?
"I don't know...I really don't know..."
"I clearly... clearly wanted to save her, I clearly wanted to save her!"
Jiang Zhanyuan felt as if there was an indescribable feeling in his heart. Facing Xiao Tao's questioning, he could only cover his chest helplessly. He had been frozen in the snow for a long time earlier, but his cheeks were still flushed, as if he was unwilling and desperate. Even his cold and arrogant voice became hoarse at this moment.
An indescribable feeling of fatigue surged from the bottom of his heart and rushed to his Adam's apple.
How he wished, how he wished she was just asleep.
My heart hurts so much, it really hurts.
He didn't know if this was the heartache that people often talk about, he just felt like he couldn't breathe.
I really want to lie down with her and never open my eyes again.
Xiao Tao looked at Jiang Zhanyuan like this, and the rest of the words were choked in her throat. Her lips trembled and she said a few words stiffly: "The lady likes you the most... Please talk to her..."
After Xiaotao finished speaking, she wiped her tears and left the room alone.
The only people left in the room were Jiang Zhanyuan, whose tears could not stop falling, and... her, who could no longer respond.
At this moment, the sun suddenly came out outside, and a ray of sunlight squeezed in through the crack in the door, shining on her.
Jiang Zhanyuan placed his fingers on her cold cheek, his eyes tender and full of love.
The bright red wedding dress was hanging in her room. Jiang Zhanyuan looked at her and then at the red wedding dress.
He hid one hand in his sleeve and stretched out the other hand to touch the wedding dress, and tightened his fingers hidden in his sleeve.
There was a flash of pain in his eyes, and he murmured to himself: "She really wants to marry me and become my legitimate wife."
"I have to marry her... I want to marry her..."
Siming heard Jiang Zhanyuan's words clearly, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he scratched his ears in disbelief.
[No...Emperor, she's already dead, how are you going to marry her?]
The next day, a shocking incident occurred in Anzhou.
Even Xiao Tao couldn't accept this.
Jiang Zhanyuan married the dead person.
To be more specific, it is the hall where he worships with the coffin and the bridal chamber where the dead person enters.
No one blessed this marriage, and even the entire Anzhou people thought Jiang Zhanyuan was a lunatic.
Is Jiang Zhanyuan happy?
He doesn't know...
In the first month after her death, Jiang Zhanyuan suddenly had an idea and wanted to go back to the capital.
He returned to the former Second Prince's Mansion.
The things hanging on the wall had not even been taken down. He just glanced at them casually and returned to the room he used to live in.
Under the bed, he found the two sets of winter clothes he had abandoned.
She kept nagging about how he should be careful to protect himself after going to the border. Jiang Zhanyuan just felt that her words were too long-winded, and even the winter clothes she had sewn by hand seemed a burden to him.
So, he put the two pieces of clothing under the bed while she was not aware.
"Emperor, why are you doing this? You didn't cherish me when I was still alive, so why are you being sentimental now?"
Sima Ming actually felt a little speechless, and thought that his emperor was a little bit of a scumbag.
Moreover, after a person died, his favorability kept rising and it is now ninety!
Could it be that even his emperor can't escape this setting where the male protagonist loves him to death?
He was also somewhat relieved that the Emperor would have to stay in this world for a hundred years because he killed Zhang Ci. A hundred years was enough time for him to let go of everything, right?
"She said she wrote many letters and sent them to the border, Siming... Can you still find those letters?"
Jiang Zhanyuan put on one of the winter clothes and asked as he changed.
Sima Ming pointed at himself, confused. At that time, the Emperor treated those letters as garbage. He was not a trash can, so how could he keep them?
Sima Ming didn't say anything, but Jiang Zhanyuan understood everything. A hint of darkness flashed in his eyes under his long eyelashes.
In fact, Jiang Zhanyuan knew what she wrote without reading the letter. It was just asking him if he was safe and about her recent situation.
But now, he still wants to get those things back.
If you really can't find it, then forget it.
The following spring, when the crabapple blossoms bloomed, Xiaotao married a businessman in Anzhou.
The man had a business mind, but he was very good to Xiaotao. When Xiaotao proposed to get married, Jiang Zhanyuan just looked at the other party's life in the Book of Destiny and felt that it was worthy of her instructions before she left, so he married Xiaotao off in a grand manner in the name of his sister.
He looked at Xiaotao's red wedding dress and his eyes became wet again.
The snowman in the yard disappeared the day she left.
Once Xiao Tao got married, it seemed like he was the only one left in the huge mansion.
At night, Jiang Zhanyuan leaned against the crabapple tree and drank wine one sip after another.
He actually didn't have the habit of drinking, he just thought it was a bad habit for men.
But gradually, I also fell in love with the feeling of having my brain numbed by alcohol.
It seems that once I touch this thing, all my worries disappear.
[Emperor, stop drinking! Let it go! It's not like she won't be reincarnated, so why are you so sad?]
Siming was also very sad at first, but now several months have passed, what is there that he can't forget?
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