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Chapter 100: My Prince (The End)

"Don't reject me," he repeated.

.........

"it is good."

The next day, the news that this pampered princess was getting married spread throughout the streets and alleys, and everyone who knew was shocked.

The strangest thing was that Song Zhishu said something to Aviri and Mudeya that made that upright man shed tears. He hugged Song Zhishu with great respect and said in a deep voice, "You are a remarkable person."

Song Zhishu hugged him back, then quickly let go, a smile on her lips, but no emotion in her eyes. She gently wiped away Avril's tears that had fallen on her face: "Why do you like dropping pearls so much?" Edel was the last to know. It was on the morning of the wedding. He was drinking tea when he heard it. Suddenly, his hand slipped, and the fine tea leaves were ruined. He awkwardly grabbed the table, his heart pounding so fast he couldn't bear it. He rushed into Song Zhishu's room without thinking.

She was trying on wedding dresses.

very beautiful

That was the most beautiful she had ever seen Edelman. Like a fairy descended to earth, her eyes untouched by the dust of the world. Yes, she was completely devoid of emotion.

Edel stepped in, suppressing a roaring possessiveness within him, and smiled: "Very beautiful."

Song Zhishu smiled, gently stroking it, and tilted her head: "Yes, but I didn't expect it to be for him." She gently lifted it and walked towards the door.

Edel gritted his teeth, not wanting to utter any words of pleading. Suddenly, the girl turned around and looked straight into his heart. She said, "Take me there. Consider it my last journey."

“…Okay.” He replied, though his heart was filled with bitterness.

He escorted her step by step to the car, and she maintained a polite smile throughout, a smile that was not the one Edel knew. His eyes blurred; those few steps seemed to encompass a lifetime.

The cheering crowd around him gave him the illusion that they were applauding for him and her, which made Edel smile, but also feel sad.

He watched as Song Zhishu got into the car and drove away.

That clueless girl no longer needs him, and he's happy to have some peace and quiet, isn't he?

Edel pretended to be nonchalant and had just turned around when the girl in the car turned back, looking at his resolute back.

Tell me, are you really that heartless?

She stared blankly at the sharp fruit knife in her hand.

Edel had just stepped across the threshold when a commotion arose behind him, and he could vaguely hear Avril's panicked cry: "Something terrible has happened! The princess has cut her wrists! Help! Help!"

Without a second thought, he ran straight there, falling several times. People around him stared in astonishment at his disheveled appearance, a look he used to loathe. But now he had no such reservations. He immediately stood up and rushed towards the car that didn't belong to him.

Blood……

So much blood...

He saw

He saw the bright red color on Song Zhishu's pure white wedding dress, so dazzling it was almost blinding.

He saw

He saw Avili sobbing beside him, her mouth tightly covered, her eyes filled with an unprecedented desolation.

He saw

He saw the smile on Song Zhishu's face. What do you think she was thinking then? 'If you saw me like this, would you be happy or sad?' That's probably what she was thinking.

Edel smiled blankly; he didn't pick her up, he didn't. He had rushed there without a second thought, then returned without doing anything, step by step, his former composure gone.

He returned to his room, where he neither ate nor drank, but stared blankly at the kite. He didn't know what had happened to Song Zhishu. Later, he learned that Mudeya had buried her in a sea of ​​flowers.

A sea of ​​flowers...

How romantic!

Edel laughed, his voice hoarse and unpleasant.

.........

When Song Zhishu woke up, she didn't recognize anyone around her. The strangers were frightening, and she couldn't help but back away, her eyes filled with horror.

The king quickly waved his hand, saying that he had only saved her and only wanted her to accompany his child, because the child had clamored for her to play kite with him the moment he saw her.

She looked at the little boy's familiar face and suddenly laughed, laughing until tears streamed down her face. This made everyone suspect that she was crazy, but the little boy looked at this older sister in confusion.

Edel finally fell asleep that night.

He had a dream

In the long river of memory, there seems to be a small corner where the warmth of a pair of hands, like the kite he once held, is felt. He had held those hands too. Beside him stood a woman, a woman who was truly beautiful. It seemed as if all the beautiful words in the world were created for her. Her lips parted slightly, and gentle words escaped her lips. She stroked the little child's head, meeting his innocent, bewildered eyes: "Edel, if you ever love someone, never give up on them, never for a lifetime. Don't ruin them because of anyone or anything."

The child didn't quite understand, but to please her, he nodded affirmatively. The woman, however, was not pleased. Gazing at the sea of ​​flowers, a layer of sorrow veiled the tenderness in her eyes. She seemed to be talking to herself: "No, you can't do it. You'll be just like him, unable to do it."

Edel walked in and saw the woman's face clearly.

Her name is Song Zhishu.

The girl he could never let go of in his life

Her name is Song Zhishu

Edel suddenly woke up, as if he knew something. Alone, he curled up into a ball and looked at the kite; a letter had somehow been hidden inside.

He stretched out his cold, stiff hand, and upon seeing the signature, his eyes softened. He gently opened the letter.

The letter was very, very long, so long that it blurred his vision.