The tyrant I raised has turned black again

Chapter 189

Nan Wan sat on the bed alone from dawn to dark.

Thinking of something, she jumped out of bed barefoot.

In front of the vanity mirror, there was a small box.

It was given to her by Su Bao before, saying that it contained Luo Wuchen's ashes.

But at that time, she didn't have him in her heart, she only thought that he was dead, and they were both relieved, so she asked Su Bao to find a random place to bury him.

That was the only time Su Bao dared to disobey her, and put Luo Wuchen's ashes in front of the vanity mirror on his own initiative.

I wanted to cry, but my eyes were astringent, but I couldn't cry.

Nan Wan held the small box in her arms.

"Baby, what should I do? I promised to treat you well, and to make up for you in this life, but I killed you again."

Thinking of a year ago, he held his hand and said to himself.

"I'm really going to die."

Yeah, really will die.

But how did she answer him at that time?

She couldn't remember clearly, but only saw his eyes which were not full of life, and they became as gloomy as dead gray again.

"Ah Chen, I really love you, I didn't lie to you. The words I said to you are all sincere. I just want to spend the rest of my life with you, no one else. You trust me, trust me again, okay? good"

"I didn't know that something like this was going to happen, I... I really didn't know"

If she had known that the result would be like this, she should have taken him out of the capital early, to a place where none of them could find her. Maybe in this way, her Achen would still be alive, not covered in scars, not dead
won't leave him.
She is a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, but this time, suddenly, she is not afraid anymore.

She holds the ashes of her beloved man.

Like a child, crying helplessly.

But not hysterical, crying loudly, crying very peacefully.

Without tears, my heart is like ashes, and there is no vitality on my face.

"I have never experienced the harm I gave you. It must be very painful."

She took out a sharp dagger that could cut iron like mud from the jewelry box.

The heavy dagger was placed in her hand, and she couldn't help but tighten it.

In the end, she drew the dagger towards her neck without any hesitation.

Blood gushes out like a spring in an instant.

Suffocated, suffering, and tortured, her little face changed color alone.

With her hand, she firmly grasped the urn in her arms.

Dust——

I owe you everything. I owe you everything.

you wait for me
Although I am late, but I know, you will be waiting for me
wait for me to find you
Extra:

Three years later.

This is the second year that Pei Yanchu has successfully sought the position.

Nan Ning died in the palace change, and his head was beheaded by his own hands.

After Nan Ning died, he was surrounded by the new emperor of Chonghuang.

Xiliang and Chonghuang have a long-lasting friendship, so there is no need for war.

The emperor of Xiliang was Nanwan's four-year-old child.

Although he is young, Daxiliang is full of loyal ministers, loyally assisting Baiyu, no one in the court dares to disrespect him.

Pei Yanchu had never accepted a concubine since he ascended the throne. Whether it was the requests of the ministers or the persuasion of his father, he rejected them all.

Chonghuang's country belongs to Baiyu, and when he grows older, Chonghuang's emperor will be him.

And he has long been bearish on the throne.

He believed that under the guidance of those people, Bai Yu would be a very good emperor in the future.

Thinking about it makes me feel ridiculous.

He didn't know what kind of feelings he had for Nan Wan, was it love?
He didn't know, all along, he thought that the person he loved was Nan Ning, but after what happened, he had no affection for her at all.

He used to feel sorry for her being bullied by Nan Wan, and worried that she would be hurt in the slightest, but now he didn't even blink his eyes when he personally beheaded her.

Recalling that before she died, she hugged herself and wept bitterly. There was no trace of the gentle and virtuous knowledgeable appearance of her.

And Nan Wan, the person he hated the most, was for the man he loved.
He couldn't think, didn't even dare to think.

If I could have recognized my feelings for her earlier back then, wouldn't everything have happened
Nanning is also good, and Nanwan is also good.

Between them, after all, they missed it.

Just like her and Luo Wuchen.

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