An Old Friend Enters Chang'an

[Ancient Romance + Reunion + Chasing Wife at the Crematorium + Machiavellian Strategy] Seven years ago, she broke the hairpin and said: Xie Yanzhi, I never loved you. Changning Palace was locked up for three years. When Xie Yanzhi pushed the door open, Xiao Lingyi was combing her hair in the mirror. She didn't look back and just asked, "Are you here to get someone?" He didn't answer, but flipped through her account book, page by page, very slowly. When the Jindian poisonous wine was handed over, Xie Yanzhi flew to block the sword. Blood spattered on her face, and a silver hairpin broken into three parts rolled out of her arms. It was mottled with glue marks and had been stuck to it for seven years. She knelt in a pool of blood and tried to piece together the hairpin, her hands shaking so hard that she couldn't piece it together. He lay on her lap and smiled: "Don't try too hard, there will be seams even if you glue it back together." "Then why do you still keep it?" He closed his eyes: "I want you to see that you can catch the person you push away." In the chaos that filled the hall, she pressed her forehead against his eyebrows: "I sent you away seven years ago so that you could live. From now on, you will live for me." He didn't open his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curved upward. Later, at the bottom of the bookcase, hidden in a broken hairpin was a line of small words engraved for seven years - An Ning, I won't leave.