From an old woman back to a young girl, she vowed never to marry into a marquisate

The wind outside was getting stronger and stronger. Even with the windows closed, the wind still blew in from the corners of the tent, causing the candle on the table to sway gently.

Tang Wanru looked at Zhou Ziyue on the ground expressionlessly and asked coldly, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Ziyue knelt there, looked at her deeply and said, "Wanru, are you done?"

"Back then, you destroyed my position in His Majesty's heart, making it impossible for me to return to the palace and succeed the throne. You also proved that there was no true love between Tang Yue'er and me, and it was just a passing cloud." Zhou Ziyue frowned and said, "And now, you have made me endure three years in this desert without your company."

His tone suddenly became somewhat desperate, and he said: "The most important thing is that you finally proved that I love you."

"Is that enough?"

Zhou Ziyue had to admit: "Wanru, you have won completely."

how?

Tang Wanru was almost amused by his words. Even though she had already won completely, so what?

"So?" Tang Wanru couldn't help but sneer, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

"It does matter, of course it does matter." Zhou Ziyue looked at Tang Wanru affectionately and repeated what he had just said. He said, "That proves that you've had enough fun. I admit defeat. Can you come back to me?"

When he said this, Zhou Ziyue's eyes were full of urgency.

Play?

Zhou Ziyue actually thought that she was just playing with him after doing all these things? She was killed by him in her previous life, and now he just said "playing" and all the previous hatred would disappear?

Where does he get the confidence to say such things?

Tang Wanru was about to refute, but Zhou Ziyue seemed to be very guilty and afraid of being rejected by her, so he rushed to say: "Wanru, we really still have a chance!"

"Even if the emperor will never consider me to inherit the throne this time, the position of crown prince is still vacant. I still have a chance. Although I won't be as lucky as before, I can work hard. I have grown a lot." He couldn't wait to prove that he was different from before.

"If I have the chance to bring you back to the palace in this lifetime, I will definitely treat you well. I will make up for all the things I owe you before and I will hold you completely in my hands."

"As if." It seemed that saying this had already consumed all his energy. He felt that he was really trying his best to win her back. "Please give me another chance, let me make it up to you."

"Let me prove that I really love you."

After hearing this, Tang Wanru felt speechless. She sneered and said, "But I don't love you."

Zhou Ziyue's heart suddenly sank, and his body was shaking. The basis of all he said was actually that Tang Wanru still loved him. If this premise was gone.

Then he would have no reason at all.

Tang Wanru said: "Since you remembered so many things from the past, let's start from the past. The reason why I married you was because you were the first one to come to the Tang family to ask for my hand in marriage. At that time, I didn't understand love or affection. I married you just to obey my father's order. There was really no love or affection to speak of." What she said was indeed true. She was indeed a little dull and stupid in her previous life, otherwise she would not have ended up like that.

"As for the fact that I took care of your family in the desert, it was also because of my personality. Just like you think, I am gentle but firm, and I will not give up when facing hardships. Even if I marry someone else, I will still take care of his parents and family. In fact, this has nothing to do with love."

"Zhou Ziyue." Tang Wanru told him confidently, "I think you must have misunderstood. I only have hatred towards you, and I don't have any other feelings."

"And now, all the suffering you have endured is what you deserve. It has nothing to do with whether I win or not." Tang Wanru said.

Hearing her heartless words, Zhou Ziyue felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife. He felt the pain was unbearable. He looked up at her and said, "No, Tang Wanru, you love me. Otherwise, you wouldn't have such a big grudge against me and wouldn't try every possible way to target me, Wanru."

He has persisted in this idea for the past three years.

He wanted to go back to the capital.

Find her again.

He wanted to apologize to her and beg for mercy.

He thought that as long as he apologized, she would be able to come back to him as before. With him, who had realized his mistakes, the two of them could start their lives over again.

And now, he knew that he was completely finished.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ziyue became more and more anxious. The confident aura he had when he called her at the door just now was gone. He even wanted to crawl over and hug Tang Wanru's legs, begging her not to say such things.

Until he was controlled by two guards who heard the noise again and came in.

"Wanru, you love me. Please tell me that you love me, okay?" Zhou Ziyue said, "I really know I was wrong. Please don't joke with me anymore."

Tang Wanru was extremely annoyed with his performance. She gave him a look and asked her servants to hold his chin so that he would stop making any sound.

At the same time, she lowered her head and told him coldly: "Zhou Ziyue, you must recognize your own destiny and stop being self-indulgent. You are selfish, incompetent, and stubborn. What qualifications do you have for me to love you? I have never had feelings for you, not in the last life, not in this life, and never! Wake up, Zhou Ziyue!"

Zhou Ziyue's red eyes met Tang Wanru's endless indifference.

He felt endless despair.

Soon, he was pulled out. In order to prevent him from getting close to the tent again, he was pulled far away and then thrown to the ground.

He was thrown onto the cold sand.

Despair made him unable to raise his head for a moment.

The wind was getting stronger tonight. The strong wind was carrying the desert sand and covering his body. Soon he was buried.

He was too exhausted to struggle any longer.

The pain in his heart made him feel that it would be better for him to die like this.

But suddenly he emerged from the sand again.

He looked up at the sky with his sand-stained face.

He knew very well that he had nothing to ask for in this life. The only thing he wanted was Tang Wanru.

He couldn't just die like this.

She may not love him, but he does.

He will love until his body can no longer love.

Unless Tang Wanru personally stabbed him in the chest with the dagger, he would never let go.

no way!

*

In the desert, in the Shanrong camp.

Chu An was wiping his big knife inside when he suddenly heard a scream of "Ah!" and a woman was thrown in.

Chu An was startled and looked up.

I saw a woman with messy hair and dull eyes lying on the ground.

Chu An was suddenly speechless. He was not very interested in women, let alone such a crazy woman.

"What are you doing?" It was really unlucky to come here so early in the morning.

"General!" His subordinates said seriously, "I don't know where this woman came from. She has been sneaking around outside our tent for a long time. I just caught her and brought her in."

Is there such a thing?

Chu An also found it very strange. He looked down and noticed that there was no anklet on her foot. He knew that she was not a prisoner of the Zhou Dynasty. So where did she come from?

What are you doing here again?