The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

She is completely different from Jiang Wantang who was well-behaved, sensible, compromising and humble by his side in his previous life.

So, is it because of that man?

The emperor who was equally unattainable and enough to make him feel inferior to the extreme.

He gave her the favoritism, indulgence and power that every woman in the world wanted...

How can I compare with him?

This thought made Xiao Jingheng feel like his heart was being cut by a knife. Every nerve in his body was being pulled, and the pain was pushed to the limit.

Watching Jiang Wantang turn and leave, Xiao Jingheng's pupils suddenly tightened. He gritted his teeth and finally said, "Tang'er, if you leave, I can't guarantee that I won't say anything to His Majesty in my impulsive behavior."

Jiang Wantang suddenly turned around, her eyes shooting towards him with a chilling chill: "Are you threatening me?"

A trace of sadness flashed in Xiao Jingheng's eyes, and helplessness and pain overflowed in his dark eyes.

Yes, that's a threat.

However, now he can only be so despicable as to rely on this kind of mean behavior that he once despised the most to keep her!

Xiao Jingheng closed his eyes in pain, and after a moment he whispered, "Tang'er, I don't want to, but you didn't even give me a chance to speak or explain, so I can't do anything."

"I won't hurt you, I just want to talk to you."

"We've met again, and Tang'er won't even say a word to me now?"

Jiang Wantang looked at him with a sneer, his eyes as cold as ice.

The indifference in her eyes deeply hurt Jamel Xiao's heart.

He said, "Tang'er, don't look at me like that, please..."

Pianjiang Wantang remained indifferent, and the indifference in his eyes grew stronger.

Xiao Jingheng covered his chest in pain, and a strong smell of blood came from his body.

The wounds on his body opened wide, but he seemed to feel no pain. He stared at Jiang Wantang without blinking, "Tang'er, when did you and I become so unfamiliar?"

"We were close once, Tang'er. I really wanted to spend my whole life with you, growing old together."

It was not until this moment that Jiang Wantang finally reacted, but it was all anger and ridicule.

She scoffed, "Young Marquis Xiao, be careful with your words!"

"The vicissitudes of the past are all in the past, and a broken mirror cannot be put back together, and the same goes for people."

"You should know that the best ending for us is to break off all past ties and meet as strangers."

"The past is gone, and we meet on a stranger road..." Xiao Jingheng repeated this sentence in a low voice.

With every word I read, the pain in my heart grows deeper.

Love comes from nowhere, but it grows deeper and deeper; the living can die, and the dead can live.

How is he going to break it?

Can he lose Jiang Wantang?

Can his life be without her?

Isn’t the ending of the previous life the best answer?

If she lives, he lives; if she dies, he lives a life worse than death.

He once cherished a crabapple blossom, but failed to take good care of it. Only when it withered did he suddenly realize that all the colors in his world had faded with it, becoming a gray and bleak world...

Jiang Wantang had already turned around and was about to leave.

Xiao Jingheng called her again, and this time, there was a bit more pain in his voice: "Tang'er..."

Jiang Wantang heard the sound of knees falling to the ground.

Jamel Xiao was behind her, kneeling on the ground with red eyes.

His voice was hoarse and trembling: "I know I was wrong. The person I like has always been you. I have liked you for a long time."

"In my last life, I invited you to the Zhaiyue Tower and set off fireworks for you. I just wanted to express my feelings to you."

"I chose a snowy day on purpose because I wanted to get wet in the snow with you and grow old together..."

"Looking back, I realized that my wife was the one I loved so deeply when I first saw her in my youth."

"Tang'er, I knew I was wrong in my last life, so wrong. I'm willing to spend my entire life making amends. Can you...can you give me a chance to make amends?"

Jiang Wantang just thought it was ridiculous. There was no emotion in her eyes. She didn't look back, but just walked forward calmly.

No answer is the best answer.

Xiao Jingheng covered his heart in pain, his eyes were bloodshot.

He still didn't give up and spoke, his voice was unusually weak, like a plea: "Tang'er, I want to ask you one last question."

"Have you ever...loved me?"

Jiang Wantang paused, still without looking back.

She said, "To say I like you is a bit too serious."

She also said: "Xiao Jingheng, now you are my ex-brother-in-law, and I also have someone to entrust my life to. People should look forward to this life."

"I am like this, and so are you!"

After saying that, Jiang Wantang continued walking forward.

I really never looked back.

Xiao Jingheng was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. He felt he couldn't breathe and was very uncomfortable and in pain.

He tried every possible way, even kneeling down and begging humbly for her.

But she still didn't look back.

Xiao Jingheng looked at her leaving back with paranoia, his eyes were already bloodshot, and tears fell to the ground uncontrollably.

She won't look back...

He had completely lost her.

The end of the road, the end of one's rope... that's probably it.

With Jiang Wantang's departure, Xiao Jingheng's heart seemed to be numb, unconscious.

Jiang Wantang's figure had long disappeared from his sight, but he knelt on the ground for a long time before getting up.

After a long moment, a wry smile appeared on his lips, and he murmured, "Yes, it's all my own fault. I caused the current situation. If anyone wants to blame someone, I can only blame myself."

In fact, it is already too late. People always want to make up for things that cannot be made up for.

But what to do?

Finally, he forced his numb and cold body to get up from the ground. He felt his vision go black for a moment, and his back was dejected and desolate, and he staggered away...

Jiang Wantang was disturbed by Xiao Jingheng and did not go to Xuanzheng Hall. She turned around and returned to Changle Palace.

At that time, the atmosphere in Xuan Zheng Hall was serious and heavy.

Ji Wuyuan sat on the throne, and Xie Zhiyan sat on the side with a calm posture. He held a cup of tea in his hand and took a sip of it.

The two of them looked at Lu Jinan, who was kneeling in the hall with a disheveled and gloomy expression.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Ji Wuyuan's usually indifferent face still did not show much emotion.

Lu Jinan was silent for a moment before he slowly spoke, "Your Majesty, Yun Shang is my long-lost fiancée."

The two people on the platform were stunned when they heard this. Ji Wuyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and Xie Zhiyan put down the teacup in his hand.

Lu Jinan took a deep breath and spoke slowly, "Yun Shang and I were arranged to be married by our father since we were young. Later, Uncle Yun and his family met with an accident while traveling..."