Three years ago, Shen Liusu, the legitimate daughter of the general's palace, bled to death in the heavy snow, just to exchange for the life of his sweetheart. Everyone said she deserved it.
The regent Xiao Jue buried her ashes in the imperial mausoleum with his own hands. There were no words on the tablet, and he was heartless.
He thought he hated her to the core, and after getting rid of the serious worries in his heart, he should have slept peacefully every night and enjoyed the country.
But for the next three years, he dreamed of her dressed in red and dying with a smile on her face every night. She asked him over and over again: "Xiao Jue, does it hurt?"
It hurts.
The pain was as if someone was cutting his heart inch by inch with a dull knife.
Three years later, news came from the south of the Yangtze River that the miraculous doctor "Bai Su" from Gusu was able to kill human flesh and white bones with his medical skills, but he failed to cure his heart disease and did not save the prince.
More importantly, she has a face exactly like Shen Liusu.
Xiao Jue rushed to the south of the Yangtze River like crazy, but he only received her indifferent and distant words: "Do we know this man?"
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Later, the powerful regent knelt in front of the medicine house for three days and three nights, just to beg her to see her.
Through the curtain, her voice was as cold as snow: "Prince Bai Yueguang is sick again? It's a pity that my blood has been drained long ago."
Outside the door, Xiao Jue's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse: "Su Su, I was wrong... Come back and take my life in exchange, okay?"
