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

Jiang Wantang looked at the light and excitement in Ji Wuwang's eyes, and the words were on the tip of her tongue, but she was speechless.

Ji Wuwang continued, "Atang, you haven't been to the Northern Territory yet, right?"

"It's not as bitter and cold a place as others say."

"Now, flowers bloom throughout the four seasons in the North. In spring, there are crabapples, in summer, there are lotus flowers, in autumn, there are golden osmanthus flowers, in winter, there are wintersweets, and there is even a peach forest that I planted for you..."

"Atang...would you like to join me in viewing the crabapple blossoms in spring, playing with fireflies in summer, admiring the full moon in autumn, and witnessing the first snow in winter? Let's enjoy the scenery of the four seasons hand in hand?"

Ji Wuwang knew her concerns and spoke first: "Atang, as long as you speak, I will take care of everything else."

"Would you...would you?"

At the end of his speech, Ji Wuwang's handsome face was filled with anxiety and uneasiness.

Jiang Wantang was stunned for a moment, then turned around and didn't look at him.

She sighed and said calmly, "My Lord, why do you have to do this?"

"Those past events are in the past, and we can never go back to the past..."

“It’s impossible to start over again.”

Ji Wuwang felt a pang of sadness in his heart, and his heart instantly sank to the bottom.

He staggered back a few steps, almost lost his balance and fell down.

He covered his heart painfully, his expression was sad, and his tone was stubborn and paranoid: "Okay..."

"Sure, Atang..."

"We can go back to the past."

At the end of the conversation, the light in Ji Wuwang's eyes completely shattered, gleaming with crystal clear water...

Jiang Wantang turned around and looked up at him, her eyes moist and calm: "Your Highness, I..."

"Don't say it..." Ji Wuwang interrupted: "Atang, don't say it... please..."

Jiang Wantang clenched his hands and said calmly, "As you can see."

"Maybe I liked you very much in the past..."

At this time, Ji Wuyuan, who had already arrived at the dark prison, happened to hear Jiang Wantang's last word "like".

The veins on his forehead bulged instantly, and he suppressed the urge to go in and take the person away.

He thought that when she woke up, she would think of him first, but she came to the dungeon alone without saying a word to find Ji Wuwang.

That’s all.

As soon as he arrived, he heard what Jiang Wantang had just said. To him, this was tantamount to breaking his heart.

He clenched his hands tightly, his eyes turned red as he stared at the pink figure in the dark cell. His heart felt like it was being torn apart and it hurt terribly.

In the dungeon, Jiang Wantang paused and changed the subject: "But now, I only love him."

"So, as you can see, I'm in love with Ji Wuyuan."

After saying that, Jiang Wantang glanced towards the dungeon entrance.

Ji Wuyuan, who was furious just now, calmed down in an instant, his eyes full of surprise and astonishment.

What did he just hear?!

She said she fell in love with herself?!

Ji Wuyuan looked at the figure inside in shock, with an expression of surprise that he could not contain between his eyebrows.

Afterwards, there was a surge of excitement and ecstasy in my heart.

Wang Fuhai, who was following behind him, could hardly hear what the two people were saying in the dungeon.

Seeing Ji Wuyuan standing motionless at the door, he asked tremblingly: "Your Majesty, aren't we going in?"

Ji Wuyuan came back to his senses, a smile flashed in his phoenix eyes, and he said lightly: "No need."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Wang Fuhai was stunned for a moment, then looked at Ji Wuyuan who had already walked away, and hurriedly followed him, saying urgently: "Your Majesty, where are you going?"

Ji Wuyuan's calm voice came from the front: "Go back to court."

In contrast to his ease and joy, Ji Wuwang in the dungeon at this moment had a broken heart.

He kept repeating in his mind the agreement they had made six years ago.

At that time, Jiang Wantang was practicing swordsmanship in the mountains and accidentally twisted her foot. He carried her all the way back to the small bamboo house.

She lay on his back and said childishly, "Brother Xiaoqi, you can't like anyone else in the future. You can only like Atang."

He smiled and asked, "What about Atang? Will he fall in love with someone else?"

At that time, she patted her chest and said, "Brother is so good, how could I like someone else? Atang will always, always... always love only my brother Xiaoqi!"

The recollections tortured Ji Wuwang's nerves over and over again. He felt breathless, uncomfortable and in pain.

He covered his chest with his hands, pressing tightly on the area where his heart was, but the excruciating pain showed no sign of easing.

Why does it hurt so much?

The pain spread to every part of his body. Ji Wuwang's shoulders slumped slightly, and a look of confusion appeared between his brows.

He smiled sadly. It turned out that heartache could be so painful...

Ji Wuwang stared at Jiang Wantang deeply, with flickering lights in his eyes. His eyelids and nose tip were stained with a faint red, but his face was extremely pale.

It was like a piece of broken jade, with fragments scattered all over the ground.

After a long while, he slowly asked, "Why?"

"Didn't you say... that you would only love me forever?"

His voice was still as gentle and pleasant as usual, but now it was filled with a sense of powerlessness and brokenness.

He said, "Why...Atang?"

"We met first..."

"She should be my wife..."

"I've been searching for you for so long and with such difficulty, and I haven't dared to relax for even a moment..."

"It's so hard... we finally met again..."

As he spoke, Ji Wuwang's eyes revealed endless loneliness and sadness: "How come... you suddenly fell in love with him?"

The fragments of light in his eyes, like crystal pearls, slowly rolled down his pale cheeks one by one...

“Why…why?”

"Am I not good enough?"

"If Atang wants to be the queen, I can fight for you..."

why?

There are not so many whys in this world.

It can be summed up in one sentence: fate plays tricks on us, we are not destined to be together.

Jiang Wantang slowly closed his eyes, feeling a burning sensation in his eye sockets and a noticeable soreness.

She spoke, her tone still hoarse: "I broke my promise..."

"A woman like me doesn't deserve you to do this."

"No, you are worth it." Ji Wuwang's voice was hoarse, and his pale lips trembled for a few moments before he said bitterly, "I am late..."

If only they had met again six months earlier...

Whenever...

Perhaps the outcome between them will not be like this.

After all, it was fate that made the six years between them become a huge obstacle that stood in their way.

Time fooled him for six years.

In the end, he still lost his beloved little girl...