Flowers bloom without worries

Xiao Chuhan quietly watched the conversation between Lan Xi and the maid, secretly marveling at Lan Xi's clear thinking and concise words, each of which hit the nail on the head. However, what surprised him even more was that he originally thought that with Wuyou's character in the past, after hearing about the miserable experience of the woman in front of him, he would definitely think of his own experience and feel pity and forgive the other party. But the fact is not so. The Wuyou standing in front of him now is obviously not swayed by emotions, but upholds a clear concept of right and wrong - those who make mistakes must bear the due responsibilities; at the same time, she will never give in or compromise to wrong herself.

At this moment, Wuyou showed a firm and resolute attitude, and could distinguish right from wrong. Facing such Wuyou, Xiao Chuhan suddenly realized that he knew so little about her! He secretly made up his mind to re-examine this woman and get to know her in depth.

Lan Xi turned her head and stared at the woman in front of her, and said softly: "Before you die, you should see your family." The woman shook her head slightly and responded gratefully: "Thank you for your kindness, but I don't want to see them again. I just hope they can be safe and live a smooth life, which is enough for me."

Lan Xi sighed softly, turned around and left slowly, walking out of the cell where the woman was imprisoned. When she came to Xiao Chuhan's side, her tense nerves finally relaxed, and her body slumped as if it had lost support. At this moment, she felt unprecedented ease and relief.

Xiao Chuhan walked to Lan Xi's side with steady steps and carefully helped Wuyou up. At this moment, Wuyou seemed to have lost all his strength. If it weren't for Xiao Chuhan's support, he would have been unable to support his body and collapsed to the ground.

"You'er, are you okay?" Xiao Chuhan asked softly, looking worried. Lan Xi's eyes were as cold and resolute as ice, and she glanced at Xiao Chuhan who was supporting her without any emotion.

"Your Majesty, please prepare a set of beautiful clothes for her and some of her favorite delicacies before she dies." Lan Xi's voice was so calm that it was frightening, but it contained endless sadness and determination.

Xiao Chuhan nodded silently and responded: "Okay, I will ask Xingye to make proper arrangements."

"Can the emperor agree to my request?" Lan Xi continued.

"You'er, you can tell me whatever you want." Xiao Chuhan replied gently.

"Please let her go peacefully and don't let her suffer too much." Lan Xi's words revealed a hint of helplessness and compassion.

"Okay, I know what to do." Xiao Chuhan bit his lips tightly, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

"I'll take you back to Jingxin Palace to rest first." Xiao Chuhan tried to comfort Lan Xi.

However, Lan Xi shook her head gently, indicating her refusal: "Your Majesty, I want to go to Hanyou Garden for a walk."

Xiao Chuhan frowned slightly, but still replied obediently: "Okay, I will go with you."

So, Xiao Chuhan accompanied Lan Xi to Hanyou Garden. This courtyard seemed to have a special magic. Every time Lan Xi stepped into this place, her mood would become extremely peaceful, as if all her troubles could disappear. At this moment, an indescribable emotion surged in Lan Xi's heart, but she remained silent. Xiao Chuhan just quietly accompanied her, not daring to ask any more questions.

The two of them strolled in Hanyou Garden, surrounded by silence, accompanied only by the rustling of leaves in the breeze. As time passed, Lan Xi's mood became heavier, while Xiao Chuhan silently protected her and gave her silent support and care.

Xiao Chuhan stared at the silent Lan Xi, and a wave of worry surged in his heart. He said softly: "You'er, now the truth is out. In the past, I was ignorant and believed in other people's slander. I hurt you again and again and refused to listen to your explanation. Here, I sincerely apologize to you."

However, Lan Xi only responded to Xiao Chuhan with an icy cold look, which revealed endless indifference and alienation. Xiao Chuhan had never seen Lan Xi look so cold and ruthless. Perhaps deep in her heart, she had already been extremely disappointed in herself.

"Your Majesty, you know that your apology comes too late." Lan Xi's voice was so calm that it made people feel distressed, but the sadness contained in it was as surging as the tide.

Xiao Chuhan frowned and tried to explain: "You'er..."

Lan Xi looked at Xiao Chuhan in front of her. She had so many things to say to him, but she couldn't say: Xiao Chuhan, do you know that the person you should apologize to the most is not me, but Ye Wuyou who was tortured to death by you. If I could, I would like to tell you all the truth - the real Ye Wuyou has long passed away, and the person standing in front of you is Ye Lan Xi! The woman you claimed to love deeply has long died, and the person who killed her was you, Xiao Chuhan!

Thinking of this, Lan Xi's eyes gradually became moist, and tears blurred her vision, but she forced herself not to let them fall. Because she knew very well that if Xiao Chuhan knew that the person he loved was killed by his own hands, then this cruel fact would be a burden that he could not bear.

Lan Xi thought to herself: Perhaps, let this secret be buried deep in my heart forever, at least in this way, Xiao Chuhan can still retain a beautiful fantasy of love. After all, sometimes the truth is too hurtful, even more terrible than death...