After the tragic death of the daughter of the emperor, she returned to her former marriage and refus

Xu Jinghuai had a very long dream that seemed to have no end.

In his dream, he saw Yan Yunshu marrying Xu Jingye.

In Prince Ye's Mansion, big red wedding characters were hung everywhere. He stood in the middle of it, looking at Yan Yunshu, whose face was filled with happiness, and felt as if his whole body was drained.

He was like an iceberg in this bustling scene, wanting to freeze everyone and every moment here.

Never move forward to the next second.

"Xu Jinghuai, I am very happy."

"No, don't marry him..." Xu Jinghuai wanted to reach out and hug Yan Yunshu.

But the body remained firmly in place.

I watched Yan Yunshu and Xu Jingye get married, watched Xu Jingye lift Yan Yunshu's headscarf, and watched Yan Yunshu show a shy and happy expression.

"Don't marry him!"

Xu Jinghuai tried his best to win Yan Yunshu back.

But it was all in vain.

He watched Xu Jingye entertaining the guests and saw Yan Yunshu sitting in front of the bed with a headscarf on, waiting.

Guests came and went, and he declined everyone's toasts with a look of dismay, and no one dared to fill the wine glass in front of him.

It was late at night, and his wine glass was filled with wine without him knowing when. He drank the wine and leaned against the corridor, motionless as if dead.

He seemed to be asleep, but also seemed not to be asleep.

……

"Xu Jinghuai, don't fight with Xu Jingye for the throne! Give it to him!"

"Xu Jinghuai, this credit belongs to Xu Jingye, not you! You say it's yours, but who in the world do you think will believe it?"

"Xu Jinghuai, if you go against Xu Jingye, you are my enemy. I will make you suffer the consequences!"

"Xu Jinghuai!! You broke into Fengliu Lane at night and attempted to murder a prostitute. You are notorious. I planned it all. But so what? I clearly warned you not to compete with Xu Jingye for the throne, but you refused to do it!"

"Xu Jinghuai..."

……

"Xu Jinghuai, save me..."

His head hurt as if it was being torn apart.

The consciousness began to become heavier and heavier, and finally it could not bear it anymore and ended up in the gloomy prison.

He saw Yan Yunshu, who was covered in dirt, lying motionless on the ground, the backs of Xu Jingye and Yan Shuyao walking away, and a bottle of poisoned wine spilled on the ground beside him.

"Yan Yunshu..." He stretched out his hand towards Yan Yunshu.

Failure...

He fell into darkness again.

He saw countless tombstones.

I saw a dark figure standing in front of a tombstone, refusing to leave for a long time.

He looked carefully at the words on the tablet.

"I love Yan Yunshu's tomb."

A burst of earth-shaking pain almost suffocated him. He looked at the inky figure in horror, and the inky figure also stared at him intently.

He woke up with a start.

He was sweating profusely and didn't know where he was. He looked around and realized that this was not Prince Huai's Mansion. He stood up and had a splitting headache. He lay back down and took a long time to finally stand up.

"The prince is awake."

General Wen handed him a cup of sobering tea and said, "Your Highness, please forgive me for letting you drink too much today. I wonder if you are okay now."

Xu Jinghuai looked at General Wen with bloodshot eyes. This was not good, not good at all.

Everything in the dream seemed to have really happened.

The moment he looked into the eyes of the inky figure, he felt like he was being sucked in.

He couldn't see clearly, but he could feel the overwhelming pain and sorrow in him.

"Where's Yan Yunshu?"

Xu Jinghuai's voice was hoarse and trembling.

General Wen was stunned. "Your Highness, it's almost midnight now. Shu'er has already gone to bed."

Xu Jinghuai coughed a few times and sat opposite General Wen. He drank a cup of fragrant sobering tea. General Wen handed him another cup of tea and said, "Your Highness, you are feeling better now."

Xu Jinghuai's face was ice-cold, and he exuded a murderous aura.

"Where's Yan Yunshu?"

General Wen saw that something was wrong and said quickly, "Your Highness, what's wrong? Shu'er has gone to bed. If you want to see her, you might as well meet her tomorrow."

"I didn't ask her to come here."

General Wen was puzzled, "Then Your Highness wants to..."

"Is she okay?" He just wanted to make sure that she was okay.

Although he knew that it was just a dream and that she was safe in the Marquis' Mansion, the fear conveyed by the black figure had already quietly invaded his heart.

He had to confirm whether she was really okay.

"Nature is good."

Are you kidding? Who dares to take action here? This is the Mansion of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery. Although it is just a mansion, it is the most feared place in Datianze.

Xu Jinghuai was still worried, so he made a gesture towards his side, and soon, a masked white shadow flew in.

"My Lord, everything is fine."

Xu Jinghuai nodded, and a white shadow flew out.

The sadness on Xu Jinghuai's face did not disappear in the slightest.

"Your Highness..."

Xu Jinghuai looked at General Wen, the red bloodshot in the corners of his eyes was still there.

"General Wen, Xu Jingye should not be underestimated."

Although it was a dream, he truly felt death, a suffocating, desperate death.

Xu Jingye was even more cruel than he had imagined. This dream clearly reflected the path Yan Yunshu would take if she had chosen Xu Jingye. It was also everything he had predicted, and now it was actually happening before his eyes in his dream.

It was a million times more painful than I had predicted.

And that inky figure.

In the dream, he stayed in front of Yan Yunshu’s tombstone for a long time and refused to leave. Why? What did he want to tell me?

"Your Highness, I know, that's why I asked to see you that day and told you those words."

Xu Jinghuai nodded.

After a while, Xu Jinghuai asked General Wen to go back and rest. He changed into the clothes of a secret guard and sneaked into the courtyard where Yan Yunshu slept. He looked at Yan Yunshu carefully through the gaps between the tiles.

She slept.

Slept very sweetly.

A beautiful face like a hibiscus quietly blooms in the quiet snowy night.

Xu Jinghuai looked for a long time before returning to Prince Huai's Mansion.

In the study of Prince Huai's Mansion, Xu Jinghuai spread out a piece of rice paper.

I spent a sleepless night carefully drawing Tianze's intricate relationship diagram on it.

The next morning, Xu Jinghuai had just laid down to take a short nap when the guards came running over.

"Your Majesty, the princess requests an audience."

Xu Jinghuai was confused.

"Your Highness, the Prime Minister's daughter, Yan Yunshu, requests an audience."

Xu Jinghuai's sleepiness was swept away.

He quickly changed his clothes, washed up, and then went to the front hall.

In the front hall, Yan Yunshu was sitting on a chair, looking at him coldly, her little mouth unconsciously pouting slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of grievance in her anger.

What's going on here?

He stepped forward and was about to ask.

Yan Yunshu said, "Xu Jinghuai, don't you fall down after one glass?"