After carving the suicide note, I lay on my back in the cotton-like snow. This place was about to become my burial place. So what attitude should I take to face death next?
Just when I was quietly waiting for death to come, I heard the sound of the oars sliding in my ears. I suddenly woke up. The first thing I did was to break the dead branch in my hand into two pieces and throw them into the rushing river.
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Xia Huanzhi led the secret guards to risk their lives to come to the rescue. They searched all over the river before searching here.
When they found me, my body was so cold that I lost my intuition. Xia Huanzhi covered me with a large cloak, and Duotong and Liang Tao kept rubbing my frozen arms.
Di Qing slapped my face and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." These were not enough to wake me up completely, but in a daze, I vaguely heard the call coming from a distant place: "Xia Yan... Xia Yan...
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He stumbled up like a flashback and responded loudly: "Changting... Changting..."
But except for my people, there was no sign of An Changting around. I had endured all kinds of hardships, but I could not endure the loneliness at that moment.
Should I thank her?
Thank you for the empty joy she gave me.
It gave me a taste of happiness that was out of reach, and when I was about to indulge in it and lay a solid foundation for this happiness, it gave me a wake-up call and pushed me into the boundless abyss again.
When Xia Huanzhi told me about this incident when I woke up, he said meaningfully: "It turns out you have someone you care about. I thought you didn't."
If I had shouted, "Long live Xia Guo" at that time, maybe this damn boy wouldn't have spoken to me in this tone.
But after hearing what he said, I actually figured it out.
All along, what I care about most is not the country, not the power of the country, but the master who suddenly woke up and called out that name when my life was on the verge of death.
But does she know?
Because they care too much, they can't bear the slightest mistake or mistrust of each other. What was originally a small rift has gradually been magnified. All this is not ruthlessness, but the friendship is too deep, so neither of them can take a step back.
Xia Huanzhi said that Yan Xiaoqing came prepared this time, so he might as well retreat.
Retreat? I refused without hesitation.
I have no way out, my lover is gone, and my country cannot be lost. In other words, what is the use of an emperor who can't even hold his country?
If I am not a good husband, how can I still be a great king?
I was delirious that night, and Xia Huanzhi ordered no one to mention the incident. I knew he didn't want me to be disturbed by the outside world anymore, because this failure was all because of her.
Yan Xiaoqing knows my weakness, and I also know his weakness.
In the next month, I fought with Yan Xiaoqing countless times. Sometimes I won, sometimes he won.
But regardless of victory or defeat, it can no longer arouse any emotion in me.
He was commanding the battle like a zombie, with Qi Xuan assisting him. Just as I thought at the beginning, Qi Xuan was a very good person, both civil and military, brave and resourceful.
If this person is an enemy, he will be a very troublesome enemy.
One night Qi Xuan came to see me, and he told me frankly that if it weren't for An Changting, he and I would never be sitting here.
I happen to think so too.
Then Qi Xuan asked me a question. He asked, since you can sit with me, why can't you sit with Yan Xiaoqing?
