Wife Chasing Crematorium
Qin Wangshu had long expected that his relationship would be hopeless. Even if she married him, as his only wife and forcibly not letting anyone come between them, they would not be able to achieve success.
Three years later, she finally confirmed this fact.
An ice-like stone cannot hold heat. She and the prince were not destined to be a match made in heaven.
When she was ready to let go of this relationship, the prince fell ill, seriously ill.
She didn't care about anything else and devoted herself to taking care of him, but his condition didn't improve at all, and the prince's health continued to deteriorate.
Until one day, she had a dream.
The god stood on the top of the clouds and told her: the prince's disease can be cured, and in exchange, her love for the prince will be completely emptied of her.
She agreed.
That is a useless thing, and it is a good thing for her and the prince.
The next day, she saw the prince sitting on the bedside smiling at her, and her heart no longer fluttered.
I just felt that this man's facial expressions and smiles were no different from those of others. I actually liked him before?
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The Crown Princess Qin Wangshu was a well-known jealous woman in the capital. She relied on her power and status to force the Crown Prince to keep her alone. Three years after marrying into the East Palace, the East Palace still does not have a single side room.
Some people speculate that perhaps the East Palace will be empty until the prince ascends the throne.
But no, within a few days of this speculation, news came out that Qin Wangshu had asked himself to be the prince's concubine.
On the contrary, the prince, who had always been cold and aloof, openly said those shocking words in the court hall.
"In this life of being alone, all I need is hope and comfort."
When Prince Fu Cang saw that his wife, who was once full of love, no longer had him in her eyes, he felt a dull pain in his heart that gnawed at his heart.
All the love that he once ignored has now turned into a sharp sword blade, filled with the poison called regret, and pierced himself.
Intention: If you regret it long ago, you can still save it.