In the spring of the 17th year of Yuan'an, the late emperor died, the prince was killed, and of the seven princes, only the third prince, Xiao Yeze, and the seventh prince, Xiao Yemo, remained. In the winter of 17 years, the third prince ascended the throne and changed the country's name to Yuankang. In this turbulent situation, can he realize his childhood dream? In the end, is she who turned her back on her family for him, or is she who gave her life to him? Will he only take one scoop of three thousand weak water?
Wedge
In front of her was the person she fell in love with at first sight, and the person who killed hundreds of people in her family. Behind her was a cliff of ten thousand feet.
"Yan'er, be good, come back, it's dangerous out there." The man said, his gentle words trembling. He thought it was just the first time he spoke in such a tone.
"I can't hate you, nor can I love you." Her voice was so hoarse.
He took a step forward and she said, "Don't come over here, let's just talk like this."
He nodded.
She cleared her throat, "You once asked me a question, and I will answer you now. I don't need you, and I never have. Goodbye, Ye Tianze." Before he could react, the woman jumped off the cliff, and she saw his expression, ranging from uneasiness to shock to fear. He saw him watching her from the edge of the cliff, his attendants holding him back. She covered her face with her hands. She didn't want him to see such a miserable and ugly expression. He just wanted to remember the most beautiful her.