Ye Qingxue was shocked that Yun Zhuo actually said "she was unwilling".
How did he know she was unwilling?
She really didn't want to.
At that time, she felt only humiliation and hatred, but she couldn't control her animal instincts. She was like a lump of mud, letting others mold and shape her as they pleased.
Later, Yun Zhuo personally carved the three characters "Ye Qingxue" on the tombstone.
"The Tomb of Ye Qingxue".
The clouds washed over him.
His injuries were so severe that he coughed up a few drops of blood with every stroke of the pen, so that when those eight characters were carved, it looked as if they were written in blood.
Yun Zhuo wiped away the bloodstains with a handkerchief, and the tombstone quickly became clean again.
He collapsed on her tombstone and never woke up again. Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth again, staining the words on the tombstone bright red.
So Yun Zhuo died so young in his previous life.
Therefore, he actually did everything in his power to perish together with Yun Chi in the final stage of his life.
No wonder he knew that Yun Chi was using him to humiliate him, yet he could only accept it without flinching, like a living dead, enduring such immense humiliation.
It turns out that the humiliation and hatred she felt in her past life didn't just belong to her alone, but to both her and Yun Zhuo.
Only now does Ye Qingxue realize that in her past life, she was too immersed in her surging emotions. In places unseen by others, Yun Zhuo must have been filled with hatred, his veins bulging, and his joints must have been cracking from the pain.
As the heavy snow fell, covering everything in a blanket of white, the plum blossoms on the pine-covered hills were transformed into a pristine white landscape. Beneath the proud red plum blossoms in the snow, a new grave was quickly erected next to Ye Qingxue's original tomb.
Yunzhuo's Tomb.
Unfortunately, only Yun Chi died.
Empress Shen came to collect Yun Chi's body, as if it were a routine matter. She couldn't see any grief for losing her son on Empress Shen's face.
Even now, Yun Zhuo has not been cleared of his name or restored his innocence. He is condemned by the world for killing Yun Chi, and Yun Chi's death has saddened the people and court officials for a long time.
Yun Chi was posthumously honored as Crown Prince and buried with the rites due to a Crown Prince.
Empress Shen continued to serve the emperor, and no woman in the palace could rival her; no one enjoyed the emperor's favor and trust more than her.
Empress Shen did not show any joy or pride.
Until one day, a painting was secretly delivered from outside the palace.
The painting depicts a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl riding a horse on a sunny lawn, her smile unrestrained and radiant.
Empress Shen looked at the painting and wept.
Then he carefully treasured the painting.
What is the origin of this painting?
A hand, still slightly warm, touched Ye Qingxue's wrist. Ye Qingxue wanted to continue watching, but she sank into endless darkness.
Princess Lingyang's entourage had arrived outside the capital city. The emperor had arranged for Yun Zhuo to lead his officials, eunuchs, and guards to greet them early in the morning.
Early in the morning, the welcoming party was ready. Yun Zhuo was riding a tall horse, about to set off, when suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his heart.
Zhuang Xin noticed and asked anxiously, "Your Highness, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Yun Zhuo's face was pale, and he was sweating profusely. It was as if a sharp sword had pierced his heart and was churning inside, and he could not feel the relief for a long time.
Among the entourage was an imperial physician, who was worried that Princess Lingyang might suffer from acclimatization issues after arriving in the capital city due to the long journey.
Zhuang Xin immediately called Yun Zhuo forward to take his pulse.
At this moment, Yun Zhuo had dismounted from his horse and was sitting on the floor to the side.
The imperial physician's face showed a constant expression of suspicion.
"Your Highness's pulse is normal." The imperial physician said, then lifted the prince's robe and was shocked to see a bruise on his chest. "Your Highness... has he suffered an external injury?"
Yun Zhuo and Zhuang Xin also noticed the bruise on his chest and were surprised. He naturally protected such an important place as his chest carefully and had never been injured before.
Even if he was injured, he should have discovered it much earlier; he couldn't have waited until now.
My head is throbbing again, as if two wolves are fighting inside my brain, and they won't stop until one of them wins!
Several times, he felt as if his soul was about to be kicked out of his body by the two wolves.
In the chaotic light, he seemed to see Ye Qingxue on his body... bleeding from all seven orifices.
There was also heavy snowfall, and pine ridges and plum blossom sea.
The five large characters “Tomb of Ye Qingxue” suddenly came into his view. No, they didn’t just come into his view; they struck his soul, violently striking his soul.
For a moment, he felt as if he didn't exist. When he came to his senses, he could no longer feel the pain. He opened his eyes and saw Zhuang Xin and the imperial physician's worried faces.
"I'm going to the Marquis of Zhongyong's residence!" Yun Zhuo stood up instantly, and before the imperial physician and Zhuang Xin could react, he had already mounted his horse and ridden away.
Before he could even wipe the sweat dripping down his face, he had vanished without a trace.
Zhuang Xin and the imperial physician: "..." In such pain, how can His Highness still go to the Marquis of Zhongyong's residence? Will His Highness be alright?
The officials were too far away to know what had happened, but they saw Yun Zhuo suddenly ride away and disappear in the blink of an eye. They quickly stepped forward and looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Princess Lingyang's entourage is about to arrive. Why did His Highness Prince Jing suddenly leave? What should we do if we neglect Her Highness?"
"What could be more important than welcoming the princess right now?"
"Lord Zhuang Xin, hurry and bring His Highness back!"
Zhuang Xin paused for a moment, then said, "His Highness always puts the overall situation first. Even if he has something to do and has to leave temporarily, he should be able to get to the city gates in time. Why don't you gentlemen go out of the city first and wait for Princess Lingyang's party? I'll go after Prince Jing right now."
The ministers were extremely anxious, but they had no other choice.
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