So many people!
They're not going to care anymore!
But they are many people's children, many people's husbands, many people's fathers...
The torrential rain pelted down like pearls, creating small puddles on the ground and causing pain to people's bodies.
Ye Qingxue also heard the sound of the tunnel collapsing again, a creaking and rumbling sound that shook her very soul.
The rain soaked her in an instant. She pushed the attendant away and dug more vigorously at the soil in front of her.
This is her last chance. Before the collapse completely, before the water bursts forth, this is her last chance to save Yun Zhuo.
Knock knock knock.
Knock knock knock...
The sounds coming from underground were so clear that she could hear them perfectly even through the noise of the rain.
Yunzhuo is right below, right below...
She's waiting right down there!
His mother died young, and his father had long since abandoned him. His maternal uncle's family wanted nothing more than to use him to prove their loyalty to the emperor... If she also abandoned him, he would truly have no way out.
The vice minister stumbled and almost fell after being pushed. He turned back to Ye Qingxue and said, "If the Crown Princess doesn't leave now, you yourself will be in grave danger!"
The rain was so heavy that he could only shout.
But Ye Qingxue seemed not to hear him. His roar had no effect on her, and the sound of the collapse grew louder and louder.
The Vice Minister continued, "Your Highness, I'm sorry, but we really have to fill it back in, otherwise all our previous efforts will be in vain!"
Xuanjia stood not far away, holding an umbrella and watching. The fierce light in his eyes could no longer be concealed. He had finished his pretense. Now Ye Qingxue was going to be buried with Yun Zhuo. Very well!
After thinking it over, he decided to deliver another blow to Ye Qingxue to make sure she died quickly.
Xuanjia walked over with an umbrella and stood beside Ye Qingxue. The torrential rain, like beads, fell on the umbrella, making a loud noise.
Xuanjia squatted down beside Ye Qingxue: "Your Highness, His Highness the Crown Prince is the main person in charge of the construction of the Grand Canal. He is determined to protect the Grand Canal with his life. It is his destiny. Why don't you grant him his wish?"
Ye Qingxue continued digging.
Xuanjia continued, “Your Highness, look at this heavy rain and the entire tunnel that is about to collapse. It’s clear that your insistence on saving people has angered the River God. The River God will definitely take His Highness away and make his soul guard the Grand Canal for eternity… Therefore, in order to avoid a greater disaster, I have already ordered it to be backfilled.”
Ye Qingxue suddenly stopped digging.
His gaze was fixed on what was behind Xuanjia, and there was even a look of horror in his eyes.
Splash! Splash! Splash!
Boom boom boom!
One sound after another rang out, as if the mountain had collapsed, and even the place where they were located began to shake!
Qiu Shen and Xia Lu rushed over, grabbed Ye Qingxue's arms from both sides, and quickly pulled her to the side!
Xuanjia caught up at the fastest speed he had ever seen!
The canal overflowed, the tunnel collapsed completely, and turbid water gushed from the cracks, tearing them open even wider. The area in front of us instantly became a vast expanse of water!
The sky was dark, thunder rumbled, and lightning tore through the sky, casting a brief flash of light before disappearing in an instant.
In a place unseen by anyone, the giant wave crashed into the passage. The immense force left no one with any chance to resist. Bodies or corpses were slammed against the support pillars or rocks by the wave, and then carried away by the current...
The water in the underground river surged up, and surged up again, the endless darkness and bone-chilling darkness engulfing Yunzhuo.
—I'm sorry, Qingxue, I have to break my promise.
In his final moments, the guilt he felt towards her surged within him far more intense than the coldness and darkness that enveloped him; if it could be described in terms of length, it would be endless.
What are we indebted to?
He failed to rise to a high position to clear all obstacles for her, and failed to protect her so that she would no longer be targeted and could live a peaceful life.
I couldn't be by her side to watch her belly grow day by day, and I couldn't be there to welcome the baby with her.
He couldn't spend spring, summer, autumn and winter with her; from now on, every season will be just her and the child.
He couldn't tuck her in at night, nor ask her which clothes she wanted to wear in the morning and fetch them for her; he couldn't personally bring her all the best food and fun things in the world...
And then there were the autumn leaves that fell unintentionally onto her shoulder without her being swept away; the spring flowers that bloomed beautifully without her being able to accompany her to see them; the children that were too difficult to raise, making it impossible to share the burden with her; or perhaps the soup that was served was too hot without her being able to cool it down...
Debt, an endless debt.
Ye Qingxue was so unlucky to meet him and marry him!
How could he owe Ye Qingxue so much?
How could you do that!
In the darkness, his hand reached out again and again, straining with all his might, trying to grasp something and return to her side.
I must go back to her side!
...
Ye Qingxue's face was completely drained of color, as if her soul had been ripped from her body. She remained unresponsive for a long time.
Xuanjia, still shaken, turned around and saw that Ye Qingxue was alive and well. He said, "His Highness the Crown Prince devoted himself to the construction of the Grand Canal. Now his spirit can guard the Grand Canal forever. He must have died without regrets. The Crown Princess should be proud of him!"
Ye Qingxue pulled out a dagger from her bosom and plunged it straight into Xuanjia's heart. It was too sudden and the distance was too close. Xuanjia was completely unprepared, and he didn't even expect Ye Qingxue to make such a ruthless move.
With a sharp "swoosh" sound, the blade pierced through flesh and blood, and the dagger plunged into his heart. He jerked back, but Ye Qingxue pressed forward with all her might, pushing the dagger even deeper.
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