Your Highness always wants to attack me

Chapter 250 Extraordinary Story: Where Does It Come From (Buy Carefully)
There was a dead silence in the damp and dark dungeon, with occasional noises caused by scurrying rats.

After an unknown amount of time, the jailer's respectful and cautious voice came from not far away: "My lord, go this way."

Several footsteps came closer and closer, until the sound of a key being inserted into the keyhole sounded in my ears.

"Crack-"

The person lying in the cell moved her fingers. After a moment, she raised her head, revealing a pale face covered with blood. Her voice was hoarse and hoarse: "...What do you want to do here?"

"Thanks, Huai, Yu."

The name seemed to ooze blood, and it was said word by word through the gap between the teeth.

Dressed in a black robe, the handsome man who was almost blending into the darkness lowered his eyes, and met her gaze of hatred that could not be concealed.

"Today...is the anniversary of her death, you should be on your way, Your Majesty."

This "Your Majesty" stabbed Emperor Ming's heart like a knife.

She stayed in this dark dungeon for a whole year, her tendons and hamstrings were severed, and she was beaten by the jailer every day.He was healed every time he was on the verge of death, day after day.

Emperor Ming never thought that the useless husband whom she never looked down on would join forces with Xie Huaiyu to take away her power.

Xie Huaiyu's black boots stepped on the back of Emperor Ming's scarred hands, and slowly pressed down.

"what--!"

Ming Huang's whole arm twitched in pain.

The bone in her hand was broken by Xie Huaiyu's step on it abruptly!

Xie Huaiyu looked indifferently at the struggling woman at his feet, took the arrow from the attendant's hand, and stabbed it fiercely in Emperor Ming's back.

one, two...

The entire dungeon echoed with Emperor Ming's painful cries.

The chilling violence of the handsome man made the palms of the servants who stood by with their heads bowed numb and dripping with cold sweat.

The positions where those arrows were inserted were exactly the same as those on Ming Cen's back back then.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

"At that time...she should have been in such pain."

A burst of fishy sweetness welled up in the throat, and blood overflowed from the corner of the mouth.

In a blur of consciousness, a suffocating fear instantly occupied Minghuang's body.

"Don't be afraid, with His Highness the Second Highness accompanying you, you won't be lonely on the road to Huangquan," he said.

...

*
Outside the city gate, there is boundless snow.

"Are you really going?" Su Yu asked.

The biting cold wind blew by, blowing his hair like snow.

If you don't arrive, you will not be confused, but you will already have Huafa.

"Yes." Xie Huaiyu whispered.

Su Yu knew how stubborn he was, and sighed helplessly: "Forget it, go if you want. State affairs are up to me, Xie's side... I will take care of it."

When they mutinied back then, Mrs. Xie unexpectedly remained silent.

"Thank you, father." Xie Huaiyu bowed deeply to Su Yu, "Your words are not filial, there will be no return date from this trip, and I will not be able to serve you."

"May my dear mother be blessed with long-term safety and good health, and may my words bring you some peace of mind."

The heavy snow had only stopped for half a day, and at this time snowflakes began to fall again.

The sound of horseshoes gradually faded away, until they could no longer be seen, Su Yu said: "It's snowing heavily, two in-laws, let's go back."

*
Three years ago, Xie Huaiyu, dressed in a fiery red wedding dress, held Ming Cen's ashes and worshiped in front of Su Jian.

In the wedding night, he was alone and traveled for more than a month to bury her ashes in the vast desert west.

Engraved, the tomb of my wife Ming.

Now, he is heading west and north all the way, traveling all over the mountains and rivers for his lovesickness, visiting all the scenery that she has no time to see but yearns for.

Xie Huaiyu was looking for someone, someone who was no longer there.

Xie Huaiyu is waiting for someone, someone who will never come back.

The snow in this world fell and stopped, but the heavy snow in his heart never stopped.

...

In the first year, he saw all the small bridges and flowing water.

In the second year, he crossed the mountains.

In the third year, he traveled all over Qianli Hongfeng.

Until many years later, he returned to Moxi covered in wind and frost, and returned to her tomb.

The once magnificent young master of the Xie family had a bent spine, his face and hands were full of marks left by the years, and he was so weak that it seemed that a gust of wind could blow him down.

"Cen Cen, I'm old." In front of the grave, he whispered softly, "But you are as beautiful and lovely as you were back then."

"Would you hate me?" he asked.

After waiting for a long time, there was only the whining of the cold wind.

"I'm confused..." He murmured, "The Naihe bridge has already passed, you have walked for so long, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up, how can you see me?"

Maybe... even Xie Huaiyu has completely forgotten about it.

However, after so many years, I still miss you so much, miss you... love you.

Cen Cen, can you wait for me?
Don't leave me alone anymore.

...

A few days later, an unknown old man died in front of a tomb in Moxi.

A passer-by met him, felt sorry for him, buried him next to the tomb, and erected an unnamed tombstone.
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Way back, no return -
　Everyone who can catch up here is a little angel! !
　　At this point, "Your Highness" is over, thank you little angels for your company all the time, they are all little angels! !
　　See you in the next book, Ming Cen and Rong Fu, say goodbye.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)