Cute Wife Divorce Husband: Black-bellied Prince and Little Dumb Concubine

Chapter 630 Can She Leave A Word?
Luo You's eyes were burning brightly, his expression almost collapsed, and he sneered again after a while, "Why do you make me believe you?!"

"If you don't believe me, you can go to the Beimo Yanshan Mountain to see the lonely tomb. When you, King Wuwei, married Princess Uwei, she was very sad and sick, and she was bedridden because of her homeless journey..."

Luo You's tall and burly body staggered suddenly, and the arrogance just now fell short.

"Impossible, impossible..."

He repeated it on his lips, but the heartbroken expression showed that he believed it.

Thousands of miles away, after several searches, it turned out to be such an answer.

She, Qingchuan, died in Beimo...

He just felt a sudden emptiness in his heart.

The body shook a few times, and the arms supported the pillars of the porch, barely supporting the body.

After a while, he slowly raised his eyes, and what Yuan Ji saw was a pair of deep red and sad eyes, the tears in his eyes were held back.

"Did she leave any words before she died?"

He asked sadly, with steam lingering from his mouth, and there was a look of sad expectation in his eyes.

Yuan Ji looked at it with calm eyes, this is the most sincere regret of a man with strong bones and strong spirit.

He reminded himself that the person in front of him was King Zuo Xian, who was fighting for supremacy in the grassland, with golden arms and iron horses, and he also had a deep love for Qingchuan.

There was a moment of self-blame in Yuan Ji's heart, but Qing Chuan's pain when he was in Beimo emerged in his mind, which hardened his heart again.

"She didn't leave a message for you." Yuan Ji's tone was calm.

Tears glistened in Luo You's eyes, his voice was choked up, and he said in pain, "How could she not hate me..."

"If she said anything on her deathbed, it was also an entrustment to me." Yuan Ji paused for a moment, his tone was emotionless, "She hopes that she can be buried under Yanshan Mountain, with the direction of the tombstone facing Yunzhong City."

It was very quiet for a while.

The wind blew across the roof, sweeping down a layer of white snow.

Luo You felt the pain in his internal organs and trembled, he only supported the pillars of the porch with all his strength, buried his head very low, and did not say a word.

The snow on the ground was pierced by hot tears drop by drop.

A choked voice came out faintly.

After a long time, Luo You straightened up, ready to leave.

Yuan Ji suddenly remembered something, "My lord, please stay."

He took out a sachet and handed it to Luo You.

"This is her relic. I think it's more appropriate to give it to you."

Luo You didn't open it, just grasped it, and knew it was another jade talisman.

National Master Qiu Chi was right, the jade talisman was here, but all that was left to him was the pain of right and wrong.

After more than ten years of wandering career, once I found it, it was the sharpest pain.

In this life, he can no longer make up for it.

The most regrettable pain in the world, let him experience each and every one.

The pain of losing a mother, the pain of annihilation, the pain of a cold-blooded puppet, the pain of betrayal, the pain of being unable to redeem.

In the hazy sky, snowflakes fluttered again at some point, eloquently.

He raised his face, looked at the flying snow all over the sky, and there was only a powerless pain in his heart.

Step by step, he walked out of the mansion.

Looking at Luo You's swaying figure, Yuan Ji felt a pang of regret in his heart.

He didn't know whether it was right or wrong for him to do so.

In the corner of the garden, stood a little boy, tilting his head and watching the tall man in front of him walk out in a daze.

Who is this person, why is it so strange?
A group of fast horses galloped out of the south of the city.

The flying snow all over the sky silently covered all the traces.

*
The room was quiet.

The kettle on the charcoal stove was steaming, and it was gradually turned on with a "gurgling".

Through the hot air, sitting on the couch, flying needles and threads, Qingchuan embroidered very carefully, and there was no girl in the room.

When she came to Jiangbei, she also learned a lot, such as embroidering flowers, dyeing brocade, and speaking Jiangbei dialect.

Her eyes were motionless, without any expression.

Can't hear or see the kettle on.

The door opened with a creak, and someone walked in steadily, but she didn't move.

"He, let's go." Yuan Ji spit out a word slowly.

When the thoughts came back, the finger suddenly hurt, and a blood bead burst out.

Yuan Ji's expression changed slightly, and he walked three steps in two, "Is it important?"

She turned her head, shook her head slowly, smiled lightly, "It's okay." Then she lowered her head and continued to embroider.

Yuan Ji couldn't speak anymore.

After a while, Qingchuan put away her needle and thread before getting up and walking towards the charcoal stove.

After brewing a pot of fragrant tea, the whole room is filled with fragrance.

The two hugged the teacup, unable to speak a word.

After all, Yuan Ji didn't hold his breath, stretched out his hand to grab Qing Chuan's hand, and then slowly pulled her into his arms.

Husband and wife hugged each other and sat, her head was resting on his chest, the tassels on the hairpin were dangling in front of her eyes, and the fragrance of the temples was wafting faintly.

"Madam, thank you for choosing me."

Qing Chuan leaned in his arms and did not speak.

She hoped that Luo You would not come back after this trip.It is best for each to live a peaceful life.

The reason why he lied to him was because he knew Luo You well. If he knew that he was still alive, he might not let him go.

*
The vast snowfield, not many people.

The wheels rolled through the thick snow, leaving deep ruts.

Several suppressed coughs came from the sedan.

At first Luo You went all the way north, but he fell ill after all halfway. The illness was serious. He had a high fever and coughed continuously, so he changed the carriage and moved on.

Once the carriage was changed, the journey slowed down.Luo You insisted on refusing to take a break, and told his subordinates to hurry on their way.

His bodyguard, General Cheng Yi, couldn't help but feel worried, so while he was resting after taking medicine, the journey was deliberately slowed down.

Cheng Yi lifted the curtain of the car, and saw the Lord half leaning on the soft couch in the car, with his eyes closed and his brows furrowed.There was a smell of medicine in the car.

He closed the curtain and sighed inwardly, it seemed that no matter what he had to stay in a hotel to recuperate from his illness.

"Is there any news in the cloud?"

"Back to the general, there is no news yet."

Because King Zuo Xian went south in a hurry, many things were not prepared, such as the medicine and doctor, the carriages and horses were not comfortable and safe enough, and the guards were not sufficient.So Cheng Yi wrote to Yunzhong, telling the king that he was ill on the return journey, and hoped that Yunzhong would send someone to take care of him.

Six days later, they entered the Northern Desert.

It was the middle of winter and the northern desert was covered with ice and snow for thousands of miles.

At the foot of Yanshan Mountain, Luo You was wearing a thick fur-collared cloak, propped up his body, and explored the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

After several twists and turns, it finally stopped in front of a tomb.

Very simple tomb.

The tombstone had already been covered with thick snow, and he pushed aside the snow with trembling hands, and on it was the tomb of Luo Shi Qingchuan.

With a sudden pain in his heart, he staggered and knelt on the snow in front of the tomb.

The general beside him tried to support him, "My lord, the snow is cold."

Luo You raised his arm to stop him, and suddenly, his body began to cough violently.

He knelt on the ground in a daze, and slowly stroked those words with his hands. In his memory, her voice and smile emerged.

"Brother Luo, why do you think you can't remember things about Shang Ying Studio?" The girl tilted her head and looked at herself with a smile.

(This one is updated.)
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