My lord, hold me tight! (Quick Transmigration)

In the imperial prison.

"Your Highness, you still have me." Mu Wan'er looked at the lonely and desolate broad back from behind, her heart ached, and she couldn't help but step forward from behind and hug the man.

Chunyu Xiu was taken aback. For the first time, he did not avoid her touch, letting her warm and soft body soothe his heart.

Lost in thought, Chunyu Xiu was captivated by the faint, sweet fragrance of a woman lingering around him. Ultimately, she was different from his elegant and refined scent.

He eventually broke free from Mu Wan'er's embrace and sat cross-legged on a nearby haystack, closing his eyes to rest.

A cold smile appeared on Mu Wan'er's lips, and a hint of hurt flashed in her eyes, a smile that seemed both mocking and sorrowful.

She looked at the man who, even in his current state of destitution, still possessed an extraordinary and unapproachable air, a handsome and unattainable beauty, and felt a slight bitterness in her heart. After all these years, she still couldn't enter his heart, simply because his heart was already occupied by someone else.

Your Highness, why can't you ever see Wan'er?

Mu Wan'er gently touched her temples. Years of royal life had long since smoothed out her youthful sharpness. Now, she was more reserved and elegant, and her beauty was even greater than before.

However, despite being in the prime of her youth, the deep sorrow between her brows was unspeakable.

"The Emperor has arrived! The Empress has arrived!" The shrill voice of the eunuch shattered the tranquility of the prison.

The man sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes, and the brilliance in his eyes momentarily blurred Mu Wan'er's vision.

A domineering man in a bright yellow dragon robe appeared hand in hand with a stunningly beautiful woman in a phoenix robe.

Chunyu Xiu stared straight at Long Qianqian, his dark eyes seemingly shrouded in mist, appearing both affectionate and indifferent.

Neither Chunyu Xiu nor Mu Wan'er bowed to the two most honored people in the world. One sat and the other fought, their auras in no way inferior to the two.

Mu Wan'er raised her head arrogantly, looking at Long Qianqian with hostility. Facing her, she could not remain calm. Her stubbornness revealed a hint of the spoiled nature of her youth.

"Little Nine, why bother?" The Emperor's words, which sounded like a sigh and a pang of heartache, broke the eerie atmosphere among the four.

"..." Chunyu Xiu remained silent, his gaze calm and unwavering.

"Your Majesty need not say more. Bring the poisoned wine and white silk as soon as possible!" Mu Wan'er said loudly, her arrogance unchanged, her beautiful smile full of sarcasm, which was extremely irritating.

The Emperor's face darkened. He had always been indifferent to, and even disgusted by, this woman who had repeatedly framed Long Qianqian. Now, seeing her arrogant and superior demeanor, he felt even more disgusted and did not want to talk to her anymore.

With a flick of his bright yellow sleeves, a eunuch appeared carrying two cups of wine.

Chunyu Xiu only looked at Long Qianqian. She remained as calm as ever, meeting his gaze with equanimity. Apart from the regret she shared with the Emperor, she felt nothing else.

Only when she looked at his brother did her eyes show tenderness and undisguised love.

Chunyu Xiu curled his lips into a smile, a smile that contained sorrow, loneliness, and a sense of vicissitude.

"By the mandate of Heaven, the Emperor decrees..." The eunuch took out the imperial edict and read out their final fate.

"Little Nine..." The Emperor wanted to say something more.

"The victor is king, the loser is a bandit; no need for further words." Chunyu Xiu's icy voice silenced the emperor's remaining words.

After speaking, he stretched out his slender hand, his fingertips already touching the intricate patterns on the wine glass.

A hand, white as jade, reached out and gently grasped his wrist. It was still warm, and for a moment he felt a little greedy.

"Your Highness, may I go first?"

A woman's clear and pleasant voice came from behind him. He turned his head and saw Mu Wan'er smiling charmingly, winking at him playfully. The love in her eyes was undisguised, and the intensity of it stirred a ripple in his heart.

When Mu Wan'er saw him stop, she first gave him a proper greeting that she knew all too well, and then picked up the cup of poisoned wine and drank it without hesitation.

"Your Highness, to be your wife in this life is enough for Wan'er. Meeting you is wonderful..." Mu Wan'er swallowed the poisoned wine in her mouth, her eyes glistening with tears, and said to Chunyu Xiu with a smile.

He continued to watch her quietly, without saying a word.

"Your Highness, let Wan'er die before you, so I won't be sad, and I can wait for you by the Bridge of Helplessness... so you won't abandon me..." The poison seemed to be taking effect; she was becoming delirious, blood was seeping from her mouth, and she was about to fall to the ground.

Chunyu Xiu bent down and caught her.

"Your Highness, Wan'er has no regrets. Wan'er, Wan'er loves you..." She stroked Chunyu Xiu's face, using her remaining warmth to warm his cold body. She brushed her hand over the man's handsome eyebrows and eyes. The unprecedented intimacy made her smile happily, and the corners of her lips became even more vibrant.

"...I only wish to be your wife again in the next life..." Mu Wan'er's hand fell down, her eyes slowly closed, Chunyu Xiu's cold face disappeared, leaving only an empty space, but from beginning to end, there was a smile on her lips.

She ultimately failed to melt his coldness.

Chunyu Xiu held the woman in his arms, who was growing colder, and drank the poisoned wine in one gulp. His gaze no longer lingered on Long Qianqian.

For the first time, he looked directly at his wife, who had always silently stood by his side. The smile on her lips vaguely reminded him of her in her red wedding dress on their wedding day. Although he hadn't been paying attention then, and the beautiful face of his bride in his memory was blurry, he remembered her smile—a smile of happiness and contentment she had never shown before. But since then, he had never seen her smile so radiant and dazzling again…

The poison in Chunyu Xiu's body also began to take effect. His hands trembled, and he could barely hold Mu Wan'er's gradually cooling body.

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