"Stop talking... I don't want to hear it..." She closed her eyes and gently held the corners of his clothes with both hands, feeling the last bit of his strength.
"If there is an afterlife, please don't remember me..."
These were the last words Mo Ye said to her, with a sad and low voice that sounded in her ears.
It seemed that Mo Ye left her behind every time, even if there were irreversible factors, and even if there was nothing he could do about it every time.
But still, don’t you leave it behind
She kept her eyes closed until her frivolous soul dispersed in the air, merged with the cold snow, and landed in her palms.
What fell in her arms was a soulless body, which may be too literary to say.
But it's just a corpse.
The world seemed to end just like that, without any precautions.
The sky is getting brighter and the snow is gradually melting.
Luo Yu and Murong Nan came to pick her up in person. They didn't look surprised at all, as if they had already known the outcome.
yes! They all knew the outcome, but she was the only one left in the dark.
No wonder, no wonder Luo Yu agreed to her marriage to Mo Ye so quickly without any hesitation.
No wonder Murong Nan never came to see her during those ten days.
Because those were the last moments between her and Mo Ye...
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Luo Yu gave Mo Ye a grand burial, and was buried in the Luo family's imperial mausoleum as his consort.
From beginning to end, Luo Qingchen never appeared. She brewed several jars of peach blossom wine herself, sat under the withered tree, and drank cup after cup.
I wanted to be drunk, but I was sober to the extreme.
Murong Nan came every day, and at first he would say something, but luckily he stopped saying it later.
He would sit next to her and drink with her.
"Do you think I still need to wait?" Luo Qingchen glanced slightly sideways, as if she was talking to Murong Nan or to herself.
The air was filled with the faint fragrance of peach blossom wine, and Murong Nan was a little tipsy. He looked at her eyebrows and wanted to reach out and hug her, but he took it back.
There were tears in those clear, watery eyes, which he couldn't look directly into.
After a long time, he sighed deeply and said, "I think you already have the answer in your heart."
She laughed foolishly, took a sip of wine, nodded lightly and said, "I will keep waiting."
"I knew you had this kind of temper." Murong Nan seemed to be relaxed, shrugged and chuckled: "Stop drinking, I will take you to meet someone."
"who?"
"Mo Ye's master, Taoist Priest Abyss."
Luo Qingchen knew how Murong Nan found Taoist Priest Abyss. He only knew that although the Taoist Priest had white hair and white beard, he looked younger than Mo Ye.
"your Highness-"
"It doesn't have to be like this." Luo Qingchen nodded gently and said, "Taoist Master, please sit down."
"Her Royal Highness the Princess is truly blessed with a beautiful life. No wonder my disciple..." He paused and sighed softly: "He has lived for others all his life. At first it was Youran, and then it was you."
As a master, the two most important apprentices left one after another. I am afraid no one can understand the pain in my heart.
"I'm sorry..." Luo Qingchen slowly lowered his head, took a deep breath and said, "I hurt him."
"No, it's not!" Abyss shook his head and said: "This is something he thinks is worth it, it's not a wrong thing, and no one pays it back!"
"Taoist priest..."
"As a destiny master, I came here to do one thing." Taoist Priest Abyss looked at her and said, "I have lived for so long, it's time for me to rest." (To be continued)