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

The people in the Zhenbei Palace, especially Shi Feng, Shi Lin, She Shu and other old friends who had been loyal to Ji Wuwang for many years, saw it all and felt uncomfortable.

Until one day, Shi Lin took Jiang Wantang to a dusty warehouse in the palace. Inside were all the birthday gifts Ji Wuwang had prepared for her every year during the years they had been apart, as well as the rare and precious items, jewelry, and other things that a girl would like that he had collected from all over the place when he went out to look for her...

Shi Lin said, "Princess, these were prepared for you by the prince when he was alive. I wanted to personally deliver them to you when I found you..."

"But later, you came back. The prince didn't have much time left, and he was afraid that seeing these things would only make you sad, so he ordered people to keep them well..."

Jiang Wantang looked at the warehouse filled with items in front of her. She raised her fingertips and stroked the row of carved crabapple hairpins on the sandalwood shelf. Each one was shining with a warm luster - from the rough peach wood hairpins at the beginning to the exquisite mutton-fat jade hairpins later, an entire wooden shelf was filled with crabapple hairpins.

There are also puppet dolls that resemble the two of them when they were young. The boy-like puppet wears a plain white gown, while the girl-like puppet wears a fiery red dress with a crooked wooden crabapple flower pinned in her hair. The hairpin looks exactly like the first birthday gift he gave her.

Jiang Wantang watched, and her eyes gradually turned red...

Through her tears, she seemed to see once again that handsome young man in a spotless white robe, standing beneath the peach tree, smiling gently at her...

At that time, the spring breeze blew across his clothes, carrying the fragrance of the first blooming peach blossoms.

Jiang Wantang could no longer restrain herself, tears streaming down her face, her vision blurred by the surging tears.

The moment Shi Lin walked out of the warehouse, he heard Jiang Wantang crying from inside. From the broken sobs at first to the loud wails later...

This was the first time Jiang Wantang cried so loudly since Ji Wuwang left.

Shi Lin looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and two lines of tears fell from his red eyes.

At that time, in the warehouse.

Jiang Wantang squatted on the ground, holding the two puppets in her arms, crying uncontrollably.

After that, she seemed to have really let it go. She no longer worked day and night to numb herself, and spent more time accompanying their daughter Xiao Zhaoyang.

In her spare time, she took good care of the flowers and plants in the mansion that Ji Wuwang had planted with his own hands.

Later, she took their daughter and traveled to every corner of the North, loving their people as kindly as he did.

Just as Ji Wuwang hoped, she lived well, lived happily, and saw all the spring flowers, autumn moons, summer rains, and winter snows in this world for him...

In the past, he traveled all over the country, looking for her everywhere;

Now, it was her turn to walk through every place he had been, looking for his presence.

I only hope that the day she can no longer walk will be the day she reunites with her old friend...

Later, she watched their daughter, Xiao Zhaoyang, grow up day by day, and become a bright and passionate daughter of heaven like Zhaoyang, and was praised by everyone in the northern border as Princess Zhaoyang.

After his daughter Zhaoyang came of age, she inherited her father's title and became the new King of Zhenbei, loved by all the people in the north.

Like her father, she has a pure heart, is generous and kind, intelligent and courageous, and has a loving heart.

Jiang Wantang retired after completing her mission. She traveled to every place the two had been to, and then stayed in the Zhenbei Palace with them, guarding the large peach orchard in the backyard.

Until one spring afternoon, she was lying on a rattan chair in the peach forest, feeling the spring breeze. When she felt sleepy and tired, a young man in white suddenly appeared before her and called her gently, "Atang..."

That elegant and refined face, that spotless and clean temperament...

It was the young man in white that she had been thinking about day and night!

Jiang Wantang's peach blossom eyes curved deeply, and she replied with a bright smile: "Brother Xiaoqi..."

She said: "Brother Xiaoqi, Atang is here..."

Afterwards, he slowly closed his eyes under the peach tree blooming in spring, with a happy smile on his lips.

After she passed away, Zhaoyang followed his mother's wishes, dressed her in red, and buried her in a crystal ice coffin together with her father, King Ji Wuwang.

On the day of the burial, a pair of colorful butterflies fluttered in and landed in front of their tombstones...

Live in the same quilt, die in the same hole.

It has never been just an empty talk in the eyes of the world.

......

Suddenly, a copper bell rang out, making a series of crisp sounds...

Jiang Wantang slowly opened her eyes, and what came into view was a sturdy peach tree with peach blossoms in full bloom on its branches.

She looked around, and the scene before her was exactly the same as when she was six years old and imprisoned in a remote courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion. And now she was kneeling on the ground as punishment...

Jiang Wantang's pupils widened...

Could it be that she really...

At this moment, a spring breeze suddenly blew by, and the copper bell on the eaves rang again.

"Ding-ling-ling... Ding-ling-ling..."

Then, a young man in white jumped down from a blossoming peach tree...

As if falling from the sky.

In the sunshine, the energetic young man came against the light, and his whole body seemed to be shining.

His features were elegant, and his words were warm: "Get up, don't kneel, there's no one around here, no one will know."

The boy's smile was warm and pure, just like what he remembered.

As if by magic, he pulled out a piece of candy wrapped in oil paper from his sleeve.

He said, "Here, osmanthus candy, would you like some?"

"Sweet, sweet enough to touch the heart."

Just one glance and Jiang Wantang's eyes turned red and tears fell.

Seeing this, the young man was at a loss and said anxiously, "You...don't cry?"

"Are you a maid in the mansion? Have you been wronged?"

The more he spoke, the harder Jiang Wantang cried.

It turned out that she really came back, and returned to the moment when they first met.

In her previous life, after Ji Wuwang passed away, she prayed to God for an afterlife for them.

Later, Jiang Wantang cried and shook her head, and in the young man's helpless eyes, she told him that she was the second daughter of the prime minister's mansion.

She accepted the candy from the boy and called him back when he was leaving.

She said, "Brother, my name is Atang, what's your name?"

The young man turned around, hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "Xiao Qi..."

"Just call me Xiaoqi."

Jiang Wantang smiled brightly and called out softly and sweetly, "Brother Xiaoqi..."

The boy's ears turned red unconsciously.

The smile in Jiang Wantang's eyes deepened, and he spoke again, "Brother Xiaoqi, will you come again tomorrow?"

"Atang likes to eat the candy given by his brother..."

As she spoke, her eyes reddened again, and she choked up and said, "Atang has never eaten such sweet and delicious candy?"

"Will my brother come again?"

The little girl's face was dirty, but her peach blossom eyes were surprisingly bright. She looked so aggrieved that she was really pitiful.