"If I hadn't met you, I would probably have been in pain forever."
"But because of you, I have a moment of joy. It turns out that life can be so simple. But my identity restricts me."
"But at the same time, hatred is tearing at my heart."
"You say I'm selfish. I think I am indeed selfish. I want revenge, and I also want you. But if I want revenge, I can't have you. If I want you, I have to give up revenge."
"I was too greedy, and that doomed me to failure. I have nothing."
"But I want to say that I truly loved you. I wasn't just playing around. I loved you with all my heart."
"I'm not afraid of death, really, but I'm afraid that you won't be able to survive alone after I die."
"The prince consort is insidious. I have to find a backer for you."
He took out the token that symbolized the identity of Prince Su from his bosom and handed it to Jiang Yi. "This order can command tens of thousands of soldiers in Jiangxi. I will have someone take you to find the emperor. You give it to the emperor, and he will understand its meaning."
He and Shen Congzhao had always had a tacit understanding on these matters. When he handed the token to Jiang Yi, the emperor knew that he wanted him to protect Jiang Yi for him.
"I was sorry for you in the past. I just hope you can live a smooth, peaceful and happy life in the future."
He looked at Jiang Yi deeply and said, "For this last time, can you hug me?" He said almost pleadingly.
Jiang Yi said: "No."
He laughed at himself, "You should know that. You are just that stubborn by nature."
"Forget me, don't be filled with hatred because of me. I remember that you were very cheerful in the past."
She was like a bright sunflower blooming among thorns, possessing endless vitality, and she also had a profound influence on him.
And he nearly destroyed her.
As she wished, he stabbed the dagger she had given him into his heart, but the heart did not stop beating, but became even more lively.
At this point, he was completely in love.
He suddenly understood what Jiang Yi had said before, that love is not about taking, but about giving.
Only by giving love can you receive love.
This woman, whom he deeply loved and the only one he felt guilty about, taught him how to love, but unfortunately he understood it too late.
Jiang Yi's eyes were red, and she didn't understand what was wrong with her.
She hated the person in front of her, but why did she feel so complicated when she saw her die?
He was so hateful. He approached her with a purpose, used her to the utmost, and trampled on her personality, but he was willing to die for her.
What is true and what is false?
What is love and what is hate?
She doesn't understand.
At this moment, she was confused.
He reached out his hand, trying to wipe away the tears on her face, "It's not worth it to cry for someone like me, but... I'm still very relieved."
However, he had no strength left, and his hands hung down helplessly. The scene when he first met Jiang Yi that year emerged in his mind.
She was impetuous, bright and passionate, the most vibrant color he had ever seen in a foreign land.
If it happened again, he would never take advantage of her.
There are thousands of ways to take revenge, and he could have chosen another path.
But what's the use?
There is no chance to start over in life.
The room was silent, and Jiang Yi suddenly fell into panic.
She is no longer the clean self she was at the beginning. Her hands are covered in blood. She suddenly wonders, is she a bad person?
She suddenly didn't know what to do.
She stepped back, closed her eyes, and pretended that all this no longer existed. When she opened her eyes again, Shen Congzhao's familiar face appeared in front of her.
He said, "Xiaoyi, don't be afraid. I am here to take you back."
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