Mr. Liang Bo is reborn with me

"Jiang Wenyue, I order you to row back immediately!" Yun Chi shouted.

Jiang Wenyue looked at the urn held by Yun Chi, and felt so sad that she almost bled.

It was she who caused Aunt Xu's tragic death, and it was she who caused her mother to have no peace after her death.

A tear slipped from the corner of her eye, and Leng Ruoshuang suddenly reached out to wipe away her tears, "Don't cry, maybe this is not a bad thing for your aunt."

People in the capital generally pay attention to burial. Most people are buried in the ground after death. Naturally, they do not understand the custom of water burial.

"Leng Ruoshuang, what do you mean by this?" Jiang Wenyue looked at Leng Ruoshuang with tears in her eyes, her eyes full of confusion.

Leng Ruoshuang didn't explain, picked up the bow placed aside, pulled an arrow from the side of the ship and put it on the bow.

Before Jiang Wenyue could react, the sharp arrow in Leng Ruoshuang's hand jumped out and accurately hit Yun Chi's arm holding the urn.

Yun Chi felt a sharp pain in his arm. The urn in his hand lost control and hit the pier. All the ashes in the urn were scattered into the river, and soon merged with the river.

But in fact, the ashes were not real at all, but the flour that Yun Chi had people pretend to be.

The guards looked at Yun Chi helplessly and said, "Your Highness, please forgive me."

Jiang Wenyue knew what he wanted to ask, he just wanted a response.

Jiang Wenyue ruffled her hair, "Because that's my hometown."

Half a year later, Yun Chi ascended the throne as emperor, and spent the rest of his life with cold power.

Yun Chi returned to the capital in despair, and spent a long time in silence before cheering up.

He still had a harem of three thousand beauties, but he never established a queen.

I would rather elope with a killer born as a dead soldier than marry him.

"Wenyue, have you ever regretted it in these years?" Leng Ruoshuang has always been taciturn, but he is not heartless.

Fifty years passed in the blink of an eye, and Jiang Wenyue and Leng Ruoshuang were both old. Next to her sat her five-year-old granddaughter. The little granddaughter looked at her and said, "Grandma, why do you always like to sit in this direction?"

Jiang Wenyue and Leng Ruoshuang stayed in Dachu after leaving Dazhou. They eventually got married and stayed together for the rest of their lives.

Even if he is going to die, he will let Jiang Wenyue stay by his side!

Yun Chi was a good emperor, but he was not a good husband, let alone a person worthy of trust.

Yun Chi ignored him and stared dimly at Jiang Wenyue and Leng Ruoshuang, who were drifting away. They stood side by side on the bow of the boat, getting further and further away from him until they completely disappeared.

He worked hard on the throne and lived to be over sixty years old, but finally died in depression.

However, the range was too far, and countless arrows fell into the river, splashing little by little.

Especially with someone like Leng Ruoshuang by her side, she did not regret her original decision to stay away from Yun Chi.

It can be seen that he really takes Jiang Wenyue to heart. Why can't Jiang Wenyue understand his good intentions?

Their ship was getting further and further away, and Yun Chi felt empty in his heart, as if he had lost the most important thing in the world. He said angrily: "Fire the arrow, keep firing!"

Occasionally Jiang Wenyue would hear news about Yun Chi, and every time she heard it, she still felt a faint pain in her heart.

The little granddaughter was puzzled, "Then why don't you go back and take a look?"

Jiang Wenyue smiled kindly and pinched her cheek, "There are some places that I can only keep in my heart and miss, but I can't go back."

"Why are you talking about this when the loess is buried up to your neck?" Jiang Wenyue felt a little helpless.

Leng Ruoshuang leaned against Jiang Wenyue. He was also very old, but his cold temperament had not changed at all.

The little granddaughter became even more confused. She rubbed her pinched cheek and jumped away.

No one knows whether he has any regrets over the years, but that doesn't matter anymore.

Before that, he had always thought that Jiang Wenyue's indifference was just to vent his anger. He confidently believed that as long as he coaxed her more and treated her well, she would forgive him. But now he realized that he was wrong.

It was wrong from the start.

If he were Jiang Wenyue, he wouldn't forgive himself.

Leng Ruoshuang didn't speak, just looked at her stubbornly.

Yun Chi couldn't figure out why?

Although he was extremely angry when he heard that Jiang Wenyue and Leng Ruoshuang had eloped, he was not vicious enough to actually dig Aunt Xu's grave.

At this moment, Yun Chi finally learned to think from other people's perspective, but unfortunately it was too late.

At this time, the sky was getting dark, and the scenery along the river was so grand that it made Yun Chi feel cold.

He originally wanted to use this as a threat to make Jiang Wenyue look back, but he didn't expect that she would be so cruel.

She became even more helpless, "Leng Ruoshuang, if I don't like you, why should I marry you and have children with you?"

Leng Ruoshuang is very kind and will never force her. As long as she doesn't want to, Leng Ruoshuang respects all her ideas.

It took her two lifetimes to meet such a person. How could she not like him?

Leng Ruoshuang held Jiang Wenyue's hand, the two of them leaned closer together and looked into the distance.

Under the setting sun, their shadows stretched far and wide.

--(over)