The Xian Wang suddenly shouted, then hugged Nalan Meng tightly, with regret in his eyes, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you had done so much for me, I didn't know you were so good to me.
Why didn't you tell me earlier?
If you had said it earlier, things wouldn't have turned out like this..."
Zhishu wiped away his tears and said coldly: "Your Highness, you don't believe the princess in the first place. Even if she said it, you wouldn't believe it. That's why the princess didn't let me tell you."
The wise king's eyes were filled with tears and he was in great pain, "I believe it now, I believe it now... Meng'er, wake up soon. No matter what happens in the future, I will always believe in you..."
"It's too late! Your Highness, our princess is really pathetic. She has to die to gain your trust.
If it were Princess Li, would you do this?"
As Zhishu spoke, tears welled up again silently.
The wise king was stunned for a moment and had nothing to say.
At this time, Uncle Fu stared at the wise king angrily and said coldly: "Your Highness, the most fearful thing between people is the lack of trust.
The reason why you and the princess are in such trouble is because you don't trust her! Therefore, the death of the princess is also caused by you, you are the one who harmed her!"
Upon hearing this, the wise king suddenly stood up and punched the pillar in front of him.
His fist was instantly stained red by a stream of blood, but he didn't feel any pain.
He pointed at himself and said sternly: "Yes, you are right! All this is my fault! It's all my fault that I don't trust Meng'er, so it's like this!"
Having said this, he looked at the dark sky in the distance and blamed himself very much, "Chu Liuyun, Chu Liuyun, you really deserve to die! It's all your fault for being indecisive and hesitant, and you harmed two women at once.
Liu'er escaped into Buddhism for you, and was alone with the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng; Meng'er drank poisonous wine for you, her liver and intestines were broken, and she could never wake up again.
The most hateful thing is you. You are such a pest. What is the use of living in this world?
What is the use?"
The wise king roared sadly, his heart was as sharp as a knife, and he was filled with sadness.
He failed two good women, one became a monk for him and the other died for him.
If he hadn't been indecisive and unsteady-minded, he wouldn't have harmed the two women.
Especially, he killed Meng'er, such a good woman.
Seeing the wise king's self-reproach, Zhishu couldn't help but said: "Your Highness, please forgive me! Our princess must have a soul in heaven, and I don't want you to suffer so much!"
Hearing the words "Your Highness, Crown Prince", the wise king suddenly shook his head in defeat, "Don't call me Your Highness, Prince. In a few days, I will enter the palace and resign. I don't want to be this Crown Prince anymore."
"Why?
Your Highness, why are you doing this?"
Zhishu asked in disbelief.
This position of prince is something that everyone wants to fight for, but the wise king actually wants to resign.
The wise king walked up to Nalan Meng, stretched out his hand to caress her face, and said with a wry smile: "Meng'er is gone, what's the point of fighting for this?"
He is tired and he no longer wants to fight for power!
He still likes to be a wise king like a wandering cloud and a crane, and likes to be his old self.
He murmured: "After I finish burying Meng'er, I will go into the palace and ask for my resignation from the emperor."
"No, Meng'er is from Donglin. Her soul should return to her hometown and cannot be buried here."
At this time, Nalan Jun suddenly made a desolate voice.
Uncle Fu said: "Master Hou, what are you going to do?"
Nalan Jun sighed heavily and said: "I want to send Meng'er back to Donglin for burial. I want her to return to her roots after falling leaves and not wander alone outside. We will set off early tomorrow morning."
"Tomorrow morning?
So fast?
So what should we do about these things in Chu State?"
Uncle Fu said in surprise.
Nalan Jun glanced at Nalan Meng's body, then looked at the wise king, and said sadly, "Chu Kingdom, I will never come again!"
Since Meng'er vowed to protect the Xian King to the death, how could he stay here and continue to deal with the Xian King?
Wouldn't this make Meng'er underground worried?
Meng'er told him with her own life that he would not be allowed to harm the Xian Wang, and then he would listen to Meng'er and stop killing the Xian Wang.
As for the annexation of Chu State, it was becoming increasingly difficult to do so due to the obstruction of the wise king.
Instead of continuing to invest energy in the Chu Kingdom, he might as well withdraw his thoughts and go back to run the Donglin Kingdom.
Otherwise, he may lose more.
The wise king was stunned when he heard Nalan Jun's words.
Nalanjun, what does this mean?
Does he want to give up on annexing Chu State and leave?
At this time, Nalan Jun had already leaned down. He looked at Nalan Meng regretfully and choked up: "Meng'er, you have suffered! As a father, I will take you home now and take you home early tomorrow morning, okay?
?”
“You want to take Meng’er back to Donglin?
But she is the crown princess of Chu State and should be buried in Chu State."
The wise king said coldly.
He also wanted to bury Meng'er and give her a good funeral.
Nalan Jun said coldly: "Meng'er is my daughter, of course I will take her back.
Besides, when she was alive, did you regard her as your crown princess?"
"..." The wise king was stunned and speechless for a moment.
Yes, he didn't even care about Meng'er when she was alive, so how could he dare to ask for her burial?
He doesn't deserve it at all.
At this time, Nalan Jun looked at Sang Li behind him and said: "Sang Li, take the princess back to the inn."
"Yes, Lord Marquis."
After Sang Li answered sadly and indignantly, he immediately stepped forward, held Nalan Meng in his arms, and started to walk outside.
Seeing this, the wise king hurriedly chased after him, "Meng'er, don't leave, Meng'er..."
"Your Highness, please stay. If you didn't love me during your lifetime, you don't have to show off after your death."
Sang Li said coldly.
At this moment, he felt so angry and hateful that he wanted to kill the wise king.
But he kept the princess's last words in mind and knew that what the princess wanted to protect most was the virtuous king, so he suppressed the anger in his heart.
He didn't want to stay here anymore, he was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would be tempted to attack the wise king.
At this time, Nalan Jun looked at the wise king and said, "I will listen to Meng'er and leave the Chu Kingdom so that you can take care of yourself!"
After saying that, he rolled his sleeves coldly and walked out sadly.
Sang Li also followed with Nalan Meng in his arms. Zhishu also followed after taking a look at Xian Wang.
"Meng'er..." King Xian quickly followed out, wanting to take another look at Nalan Meng, but Sang Li had already left quickly, not giving him a chance.
In the end, King Xian had no choice but to watch Nalan Jun and others leave with Nalan Meng.
After everyone left, the Prince's Mansion suddenly became very quiet.
It was eerily quiet in Tingya Pavilion. The wise king sat there slumped alone. He did not light a lamp and plunged himself into darkness.
He sat there dejectedly, feeling empty in his heart, as if someone had taken a piece of him away.
He couldn't believe that the person who was so bright a few days ago was gone in the blink of an eye.