Mu Shuxin hurriedly said, "Go quickly."
"Um."
After speaking, Wen Li glanced at Xie Zhan.
With just a cold glance, Xie Zhan instantly realized what was happening. His ghostly aura dissipated, he shrank back, and with red eyes, he went out with Wen Li.
The man and the ghost returned to the hotel in silence.
Wen Li spoke first: "Xie Zhan, you heard what the experts said just now. This is indeed all the information we have so far."
Xie Zhan didn't dare to act wildly in front of Wen Li. At this moment, his ghostly aura had been completely subdued. After glancing at Wen Li, Xie Zhan walked dejectedly to the bedside, and then he couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears.
“But Huanhuan has always been timid since she was a child, and she can’t do anything.”
Xie Zhan couldn't help but feel happy when he heard Wen Li say that Jiang Yihuan had lived to be ninety years old.
In his previous life, he accomplished nothing. He failed as emperor and even dragged his wife down with him, resulting in her being killed by the rebels.
But he never expected that his wife, who had never even cracked an egg before, would lie low for him for ten years and personally take the head of the rebel.
Xie Zhan's eyes were red: "I would rather she live peacefully to the age of ninety, even if she remarries, it doesn't matter, but... but I don't want her to avenge me."
Xie Zhan slowly raised his head as he spoke, his voice choked with emotion, "Ten years... how did she manage to get through it all?"
Xie Zhan didn't even dare to think about it.
Wen Li stood at the head of the bed, watching Xie Zhan's bloody tears fall continuously.
Xie Zhan was not a good monarch, but he was indeed a good husband.
Although the records clearly state that Jiang Yihuan was Xie Zhan's concubine, not even the empress, Xie Zhan was able to admit without hesitation that Jiang Yihuan was his wife and lover.
His lover had been lying low for ten years to avenge him, and Xie Zhan felt sorry for Jiang Yihuan, knowing that she must have had a very hard time.
"Don't cry."
Xie Zhan was heartbroken, but fearing that Wen Li would stick the talisman on his forehead again, he wiped away his tears and said rudely, "I'm heartbroken, can't I even cry a little?"
Wen Li: "I have never seen an emperor who cries as much as you."
Xie Zhan felt even more aggrieved: "Otherwise, how could I have lost my country?"
Wenli:......
After some hesitation, Wen Li ultimately decided against sticking the talisman on Xie Zhan's forehead.
"No matter what, what's done is done and the future cannot be changed. After the archaeological work is completed, I will send you to the underworld to be reincarnated."
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