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673. Xiangye Chapter [The Finale]

He doesn't want his son to be in pain, and he doesn't want his son to suffer.

All the pain in this world will be borne by him. Zi Jin only needs to be happy.

"Zijin..." Lan Qingruo closed her eyes and held Chunyu Zijin tightly in her arms, never to be separated.

"Qingruo——" Zijin knew that he could finally hold Lan Qingruo's hand and never be separated.

However, the next moment, her expression was distorted, and she couldn't help shouting: "Ye Bai, I feel pain again..."

Ye Bai, Lan Qingling and others who had already gone out immediately rushed back, took a pulse and said: "The princess is really going to give birth this time, hurry up and prepare!"

[Master Xiang, the proud ending]

Shuo Yue was overjoyed when Princess Zhenguo gave birth to Lin'er and married Lan Qingruo, the Prime Minister of Tianche, creating a legendary story.

"Master Xiang, it's been a long night and I don't want to sleep. How could you go to bed so early?" Chunyu Zijin's dishonest little hand slid around Lan Qingruo's chest.

"You..." Lan Qingruo held her little hand and kept her from moving.

Although her hand was held, Chunyu Zijin was twisting it around in a dishonest manner, even if she lit the fire without using her hands, she watched excitedly as the fire of desire in Lan Qingruo's eyes grew stronger and stronger.

Just when he thought he was about to succeed, a baby's cry resounded through the sky, and in an instant, the excitement in Lan Xiangye's eyes faded like a tide.

ah……

What an unlucky little bastard...

【Final】

My name is Ye Bai.

The night is over and the day is white.

This is the name given to me by the princess.

Originally, I was nameless——

The princess is my benefactor and my master. In this life, my life belongs to the princess.

Yes, I am loyal to her and will not betray her until death. This is an oath and a destiny.

As a secret guard, I can only have princesses in my eyes.

Therefore, I have seen the princess laugh and I have seen the princess cry.

I know her happiness, her sadness, her dignity, and her helplessness.

In the winter of the 16th year of Yuanguang, heavy snow fell in Shuoyue and Tongjing.

The princess locked herself in Luanfeng Palace for three days and three nights, and the Prime Minister passed away——

The princess and the prime minister deceived and were deceived for ten years.

she--

Knowing that he was poisoned, he pretended to be nothing.

Knowing that his life was in danger, he still forced himself to talk and laugh.

he--

Even though he knew that he would die soon, he still refused to let her feel sad.

Even though he knew that his medicine was useless, he still drank the medicine she gave him.

ten years……

Thousands of days and nights, thousands of moments.

She and he didn't want to count down each other's days.

Finally, in the sixteenth year of Yuanguang, on that winter night with white snow, the Prime Minister left.

I saw with my own eyes the princess sitting beside the wind bed, looking at the Prime Minister for three days and three nights, but she never shed a tear.

It wasn't that she wasn't in pain, but that she was in so much pain that she was numb and in pain.

I don't dare to persuade her, and I can't persuade her.

Love in this world can only be separated by life and death.

Princess and Prime Minister, that's it...

The prime minister passed away, and the princess ordered his body to be sent back to Shuoyue. After traveling thousands of miles, she finally let him return to where he belonged.

Lan Qingruo——

Like orchid, like bamboo, like water, like ice...

He has a proud figure and a peerless appearance——

There is only such a man in the world who can make the princess fall in love so deeply.

On the day when the Prime Minister's coffin left, spring was warm and flowers were blooming.

Outside Tongjing City, large tracts of pear blossoms were in full bloom, covering Yuncheng. The fine white calyxes were blown down by the wind, overwhelming the country and the city.

The princess knelt in the Ten Mile Pavilion, stroking the lid of the coffin where the prime minister was placed over and over again with her hands, without saying a word, and her tears finally fell.


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