She, Jiang Huayu, regretted it. She went from being a high-ranking imperial daughter to a lowly commoner who didn't even have a home. If she had not brought him back to Jiang Country and listened to his words and accompanied him on hunting, then nothing that happened later would have happened.
Wei Zijin regretted it. He had changed from a commoner to a high-ranking emperor. He had everything, but he lost her. If he had not restored the country and had not let Yu Yin die, could he and her still be together?
He, Jiang Yuyin, regretted it. From an emperor's son who lived a carefree life, he turned into a slave who was beaten and scolded by others. If he hadn't insisted on saving the dying man in the desert, and hadn't brought Wei Zijin and his sister together, he would still be a noble emperor, right?
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"Sister, don't die, don't die, you are the only one left in the Jiang Kingdom." Yu Yin lay dying in Jiang Huayu's arms, "If you die, the Jiang Kingdom will really be gone."
"Okay, come on, Yuyin, sister will take you home." After saying that, Jiang Huayu picked up Yuyin, who was covered in blood, and walked out of the heavy siege.
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"Huayu, I'm about to die. I have a dagger on me. When the time comes, cut off my flesh and eat it. I know my meat is not very tasty, but you can't starve to death. You must live." Tan Feng lay on the ground and looked at Jiang Huayu with a smile, "Huayu, live on."
Jiang Huayu watched Tan Feng take his last breath, closed his eyes, and shed two lines of tears. She reached into his clothes and took out the dagger, and looked at Tan Feng's body...
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"Huawu, will you marry me and be my queen? I know that I have done many wrong things, but I really can't lose you." Wei Zijin looked at the woman in front of him who was like a walking corpse with a begging look on his face.
The woman glanced at him lightly, then raised a smile as if she had put in a lot of effort, "Okay, I'll marry you."
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Fluttering in red, today's style is extraordinarily grand. Jiang Huayu stood on the wall of Hongcheng. This was the place where she rescued him from the traffickers, the place where she threw him away for the first time, and the place where she insulted him for the first time.
Looking at the dead guard at her feet, Jiang Huayu slowly picked up the long sword on the ground, looked at the soldiers and horses in the distance, and looked at the man in rich clothes walking at the front, holding the long sword against his neck...
"! ! No!" After seeing Jiang Huayu, the man in fine clothes roared loudly.