After the divorce, I pursued the Ninth Prince 100 times.

In front of a small lonely grave.

A white-haired man in black sat leaning against a tombstone.

His long hair was extremely white, and his clothes were his usual black. The combination of the two made the man's face look extraordinarily handsome.

At his feet were a dozen empty wine jars scattered about, and he was holding another in his arms. His eyes were closed, as if he were asleep.

Four men in black came from four directions, holding long swords in their hands, and attacked quietly like lightning.

The man showed no reaction, not even a twitch of his eyelashes. The four swords encountered no resistance and pierced through him from different directions.

Large patches of blood-red stained the corners of his upturned mouth...

It also dyed her eyes red.

......

"do not want!"

"Fu Jiuli!"

The woman on the bed was convulsing, her chest heaving violently, her eyes tightly closed, but tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, wetting the pillowcase.

"Princess, what's wrong with you?"

"But you had a nightmare?"

The noisy trotting sounds were mixed with strange yet familiar voices of concern.

The woman suddenly opened her eyes, and all she saw was large areas of red.

Did Fu Jiu die after leaving him?

She saw with her own eyes that he fell asleep in front of her grave, holding a wine jar. Four men in black attacked him, but he did not react at all. Then, four swords pierced him at the same time...

She threw herself forward to block him, but the four swords passed straight through her and pierced his body fiercely.

She had no physical body, so even if she opened her arms and protected him tightly, she couldn't block a single drop of damage!

He must be dead.

But also, relief.

Overwhelming sadness surged into the woman's heart, and she closed her eyes again and burst into tears.

"Princess, please don't cry. If you cry, Xiaotao will want to cry too."

"Xiao Tao knows you're feeling wronged, but didn't the prince say last night that he had important official business to attend to?"

"The prince loves you so much, he definitely didn't mean to leave you alone on your wedding night. He will definitely come to your room tonight."

The woman stopped crying, slowly turned her head to the side, and slowly opened her eyes.

In the dim light, I saw a round baby face, but at this moment, the baby face looked anxious and about to cry, which looked extremely familiar.

"Xiao...Xiao Tao?"

The woman opened her mouth in surprise, her heart overflowing with ecstasy: "You...you also..."

alive?

Before she could even utter those two words, her round, baby-like face wrinkled into a ball. "Princess, how come you seem to have forgotten me after sleeping so long?"

Shen Nanxing paused, breathing very lightly, not daring to blink, slowly propped himself up and sat up, then looked around.

The bed and bed curtains she slept on were bright red.

It turned out that the large area of ​​red she saw when she first opened her eyes was not blood, but the red curtain above the bed.

A pair of red candles were burning on the small table in the room. They were almost burned out, and the candle bodies were covered with thick wax. Next to them was an exquisite golden wine pot and two empty wine glasses.

There was a big red wedding character pasted on the door.

I rubbed my eyes, fortunately everything in front of me remained the same.

She looked at the pretty little maid standing beside the bed and closed her eyes to hide the tears that were about to fall: "The one I married yesterday was Prince Jing?"

The little maid smiled happily: "Princess, are you so happy? Of course, the one you are marrying is the Prince Jing you have always dreamed of!"

"It's getting late. I'll help you get up! You still have to go to the palace with the prince to see him today!"

Shen Nanxing couldn't hold back any longer and tears fell.

She was reborn, she was reborn!

If we look at the current situation, my grandfather is still in good health, my mother is still alive, Xiao Tao and the others are still alive, and my maternal grandparents' family has not been wiped out.

Fu Jiuli also...

Oh, right, Fu Jiuli!

He is currently...

Shen Nanxing got out of bed anxiously, not even bothering to put on his shoes, and ran out.

"Princess, where are you going?"

"You haven't changed your clothes yet?"

"Princess, please go slower and put on your shoes..."

Xiao Tao hurriedly chased after him, holding her shoes in one hand and her clothes in the other.

But it didn't take long before I lost the person.

Shen Nanxing was wearing a plain white shirt, barefoot, with a messy bun on her head. She rushed to a corner gate in the backyard of the palace at the fastest speed in her life.

She picked up two stones and threw them out with her bare hands. The two guards guarding the corner gate fell down before they even had time to react.

She didn't waste a moment, she lifted up her skirt and rushed out.

After exiting the side gate, I ran around the outer wall of the Prince's Mansion for a while, panting heavily.

A black figure suddenly appeared in her line of sight.

Her nose stung, and the tears she had just managed to hold back immediately spilled out again.

It's him!

It turned out that what he had told her at her grave was actually true.

On the day of her wedding, he actually stayed outside the palace, as close to her as possible, and stayed there all night...