Since leaving the palace that day, Jun Zechen has been searching for Su Jingyao, and this search lasted for a whole year.
As the seasons changed, spring went and winter came, I visited almost every town and village, but I could not find any trace of her.
Jun Zechen knew that she was stubborn and passionate when in love, but once she was hurt, she could really let go without any hesitation.
She was skilled in martial arts, and was also proficient in medicine and poisons. If she was determined not to be found, he would be helpless.
Winter nights are especially cold.
Inside the house, Jun Zechen sat alone in front of the window, looking at the falling snow outside, his thoughts involuntarily drifting back to the day they first met.
It was also a snowy day, with the mountains and rivers covered in white snow, and she broke into his world like a fairy.
Just as he was immersed in his memories, a dark shadow quietly appeared behind him.
He is his trusted secret guard.
The secret guard knelt on one knee and reported in a low voice: "Master, His Majesty has posted notices and is urgently summoning Miss Su to the palace."
At this time, the former king of Gan State, Quan Minghe, had unified the world, established the Gan Dynasty, and called himself Emperor Qianyuan, ruling the world.
Jun Zechen frowned upon hearing this, his heart filled with confusion: "What happened?"
The secret guard paused for a moment, then continued, "Your Majesty concealed the reason, but I have found out that this matter may be related to Miss Shen."
Jun Zechen's heart tightened.
He watched Quan Minghe and Shen Yangxi grow up, and knew the relationship between them inside and out.
When Quan Minghe ascended the throne, he was able to have a woman like Shen Yangxi by his side who treated him sincerely and supported him, so that he would not feel lonely on the high throne.
Could it be that something happened to Chen Yangxi that made Quan Minghe announce it to the world and look for Yaoyao?
Without time to think, Jun Zechen stood up suddenly and said in a deep voice: "Go back to Ganjing!"
He had a vague hope in his heart that perhaps he could meet her again in Ganjing, solve all the mysteries in his heart, and restore the lost feelings.
Imperial Palace, Lingxi Palace.
Beside the carved nanmu bed, Su Jingyao, dressed in a moon-white silk dress, stood still, looking solemnly at Chen Yangxi who was lying quietly on the bed.
The woman had a beautiful face, but at this moment she had no breath at all. However, her skin was strangely alive, as if she had just fallen into a long sleep.
Su Jingyao frowned and turned to look at the haggard Quan Minghe beside her. Although her voice was soft, it was particularly clear in the silent bedroom.
“Your Majesty, did you give Miss Shen the magical medicine that the Su family made specifically for you?”
Quan Minghe slowly raised his head. His eyes were bloodshot, as if they were red from endless grief and fatigue. His eye sockets were sunken and his face was as pale as paper.
He just uttered a heavy "hmm," his voice hoarse and low.
Su Jingyao sighed softly, a hint of regret in her tone: "This medicine of the Su family was originally used to prolong the life of those who still had a breath. But Your Majesty, when you gave it to Miss Shen, she must have been dead, so this medicine is useless..."
Su Jingyao and Chen Yangxi had never met each other before, but she had met Quan Minghe several times in the military camp.
At that time, he was full of vigor and was a young king who was just beginning to show his potential. Who would have thought that he had such a woman he deeply loved in his heart.
Now, he has taken control of the world and ascended the throne, but he has to watch his beloved die.
Su Jingyao couldn't help but feel a pang of bitterness in her heart. Although she had extraordinary medical skills, the application of these skills required that the patient still had a chance of survival.
Chen Yangxi has passed away. Even if there is a power to turn the tide, it is difficult to reverse the situation at this moment.
Quan Minghe stared at Su Jingyao intently, as if he had grabbed the last straw.
There was an unprecedented pleading look in his eyes, and his voice trembled: "Miss Su, as long as you can save her, no matter what your wish is, I will definitely fulfill it!"
Su Jingyao felt a pain in her heart and slowly shook her head.
"Your Majesty, Miss Shen has passed away. I... am truly powerless to help. I hope Your Majesty... will accept my condolences."
These words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Quan Minghe's heart hard.
He swayed and staggered back two steps, as if all his strength had been drained away.
His gaze fell on Shen Yangxi's face again. The familiar eyebrows and eyes were like cold blades, piercing his heart.
She was still as beautiful as ever, but her face was as pale as ice, and she would never open her eyes and smile at him again.
Su Jing couldn't bear it, so she turned around quietly and walked slowly out of the bedroom.
The moment she gently closed the door, she looked back and saw the young emperor, who had just turned eighteen, sitting by the bed, carefully holding Shen Yangxi in his arms.
His slender fingers stroked her hair, his movements so gentle as if he was protecting a rare treasure.
Su Jingyao felt mixed emotions and shook her head secretly.
It turns out that it is so difficult for people in love to stay together forever.
As soon as she closed the door, she heard Quan Minghe's suppressed and restrained roar coming from the hall, which was painful and unwilling.
It was as if he was making a final struggle with fate, or as if he was forcing himself to accept this cruel reality and the departure of his loved one.
Su Jingyao had just stepped out of Lingxi Palace when a familiar figure suddenly appeared in her sight at the corner - it was Jun Zechen.
Her footsteps suddenly stopped, her expression was as cold as ice, without stopping for a moment, she turned around and walked quickly in another direction.
Jun Zechen hurriedly chased after her and called out anxiously, "Yaoyao, I want to talk to you."
Su Jingyao stopped and turned slowly. Her beautiful face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost that had not melted for thousands of years.
She said coldly: "Mr. Jun, please respect yourself and call me Miss Su. Also, I have nothing to say to you."
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