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Chapitre 115

She simply sighed, "Don't go, Ruying."

She simply greeted him with a smile.

She simply mentioned their first encounter...

She simply said in a light, seemingly cheerful tone, "...Whatever you need, I'll help you..."

"...Today, I'm fulfilling my promise..."

"...I won't blame you for anything you've done..."

Everything—no matter how strong the emotional defenses, how wise the ideas, or how meticulous the preparations—collapsed in an instant. Heartbroken, face ashen.

"...From now on, 'Like Cherry Blossoms' is a thing of the past..."

"...Your Highness, take care..."

As he watched the green figure disappear, and the 100,000 elite soldiers behind the valley had already walked up to him, and Zuo Yi stood beside him, why did he feel as if he had returned to the time before she came?

He seemed to still be critically injured and dying, pursued by enemies everywhere, facing numerous dangers. Looking around, he was all alone, cold-hearted and isolated, as if he were in the deepest icy pool, with darkness above him and water pressure pressing in from all sides, suffocating him. Suddenly, he felt a sweet taste in his throat, spat out a mouthful of blood, and slumped down.

"Your Highness!" Zuo Yi exclaimed in surprise. He stepped forward and embraced him, only to see a faint, bleak smile appear on his face, and a tear suddenly slid down his temple.

Like Cherry Blossom—the name she gave him, how fitting. What is a cherry blossom? Extremely beautiful, yet blooming only for a fleeting moment, just like her journey in his life.

Zuo Yi suddenly choked up.

After a moment of silence, he pushed away Zuo Yi's hand, stood up straight, and waved his left hand lightly, "Back to the capital!"

"Yes!" The 100,000 elite soldiers responded in unison, their voices resounding throughout the world.

Chapter 255: Don't kick! Don't kick!

"Girl, don't be sad." I was walking slowly through the valley, casually tearing and destroying the long grass vines that stretched out beside me, when a voice suddenly came from behind me, startling me.

I turned around and saw my master, his gaze fixed on my face. With nowhere to hide the tear tracks on my face, I was both embarrassed and angry. Ignoring my surprise, I abruptly turned my head, wiped my face with my sleeve, gave a cold snort, and strode forward.

"Hey, I didn't see anything, it's not my fault, don't take it out on me, Xiao Yan'er." Master teleported in front of me, his face contorted in pain, looking like he was about to tremble with fear. His pitiful expression made me burst out laughing.

"Crying and laughing at the same time..." the master muttered.

"You dare say that again!" I pointed at my master, glaring at him.

The master trembled, hurriedly covered his mouth, and shook his head frantically.

I was both annoyed and amused. His antics had dispelled my sadness. I kicked him and said, "You damn monster, why aren't you leaving? Isn't Yuwen Ke coming? If you don't leave soon, he'll find out."

People who are possessed by their master's spirit will have a special feeling for the spirit of their master appearing alone. Yuwen looks cold, but he is actually very meticulous. These kinds of people have a common problem: they are frighteningly suspicious. If you reveal even the slightest flaw, you're in trouble. He will definitely interrogate you relentlessly. Wouldn't you be annoyed to death by him?

"Okay, okay, stop kicking me, I'm leaving." The master chuckled, and before he could finish speaking, the spirit vanished.

Before my smile could even fade, it almost turned into horror. Right in front of me, a figure suddenly emerged from behind a large rock. Dressed in flowing black robes, with an icy expression, it was none other than Yuwen Ke.

When did he... he... arrive? Will he hear... hear...?

I was stunned with fear.

Yuwen Ke looked up, saw me, paused for a moment, then suddenly his face lit up with wild joy, and he rushed down like a gust of wind, shouting, "Qingyan!"

I breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed he had just arrived. What a close call! I patted my chest, still shaken. Before I knew it, Yuwen Keji rushed to my side and, without a word, pulled me into a tight embrace, so tight that I could hardly breathe.

"Qingyan... Qingyan..." His voice seemed to be filled with immense pain, murmuring, yet it also sounded like he was filled with great joy, making it difficult to tell the difference.

"Hey, let me go." I couldn't help but struggle; it was too tight, and it hurt so much.

A drop of scalding liquid fell onto my neck, sliding down and into the depths of my collar. I was startled, suddenly remembering his strange behavior of coming to me drunk on the eve of our wedding, and how he refused to get out of the carriage when I escorted him to the palace wall, saying certain things... So many days have passed, the wedding is long over, Princess Dawei is now his rightful Crown Princess, and from now on, she will be the Empress of Tianxing Kingdom, his Empress, won't she?

A sudden pang of sadness welled up inside me, a bittersweet feeling I couldn't quite describe. After a moment of silence, I gritted my teeth and stomped down hard. He winced in pain, letting out a soft groan, and his grip loosened slightly. I was prepared, and taking advantage of that moment of weakness, I immediately bent down and slipped out of his grasp.

"Qingyan!" He immediately reached out to grab her.

"Don't come any closer," I called out, taking a step back.

His hands froze as he looked at me, his eyes filled with sorrow and an indescribable surge of emotions, churning and surging as if about to overturn the heavens and earth.

"Qingyan..."

Chapter 256: The Valley is Flying

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened them again. No longer looking into his eyes, I smiled and said, "Your Highness, you came so fast! I just escaped. Hehe, I'm so tired and hungry. Is there anything good to eat?"

He paused, as if remembering something, and looked at me with pity. He nodded and said softly, "Yes, the army is right behind us. There is wine, food, and pastries in the camp."

I walked past him and headed back, laughing, "No need for wine, I can't drink. I always have an alcohol allergy, it's too much trouble. The pastries are quite nice though, I'll just have the pastries."

Speaking of which, the pastries in Yuwen Ke's palace are truly mouthwatering.

Just then, I felt a warmth in my left hand as he took it in his hand. His smile was warm, and he encouraged me to walk quickly, saying, "I'll take you there."

"No need." I tried to shake him off, but he held on tightly, as if afraid I would shake him off again. He strode away, making me stumble. I didn't care about arguing anymore, so I ran a few steps to catch up.

Yuwen Ke suddenly chuckled, seemingly in a very good mood, and softly called out, "Qingyan."

"Huh?" I was a little confused and turned to look at him.

"Qingyan," he called again.

I rolled my eyes. Are you crazy?!