I Dumped My Prince Charming Once Again

Shen Ying fainted, and then fell seriously ill again.

Just when the insiders thought he was going to die, Shen Ying miraculously got better again.

He asked people to bury Xie Yu in recalling the state, and then went to the National Teacher's Mansion.

There were already weeds sprouting in the National Teacher's Mansion, Shen Ying walked in step by step, and found the drop-shaped jade pendant in their first night's room.

The jade pendant was placed on the table casually, because no one had wiped it, the table was already covered with dust.

Shen Ying stood firmly in front of the table, stared at it for a long time with his head down, and then reached out to pick it up after a while.

The jade pendant was tied with a concentric knot, which was made by Xie Yu himself, but blood had been splashed on it, and the blood was hard and dirty.

A sore feeling permeated in the chest, Shen Ying held the small warm jade, and felt that the warm jade was so cold to the touch for the first time.

He lowered his head and hung the jade pendant on his waist, hanging it with his clean pendant.

Because the concentric knot is dirty, so he is unwilling to take it away.

Shen Ying closed his eyes and walked out of the National Teacher's Mansion.

When he stood at the door and looked back inside, the man's voice sounded in his ear again.

——May Your Majesty, be safe every year and get your wish fulfilled.

Shen Ying stood in front of the gate of the National Teacher's Mansion and gave a low laugh, got his wish?

He didn't know whether he had fulfilled his wish now or not.

From then on, Shen Ying began to devote himself to political affairs, worked hard from morning to night, worked diligently and restrained himself, and became a good emperor that everyone had to obey.

Chengqian Palace has not changed since its death, neither the furnishings nor the people have changed.

He still uses the wooden bowls and chopsticks he gave him before, wears the same clothes he gave him, still wears the two warm jade he gave him around his waist, and wears his tiger-skin jacket in winter.

Time flies, and three years have passed in a blink of an eye.

Three years is as long as 30 years and 300 years to Shen Ying.

He had never felt such a long time.

Several times, when Shen Ying woke up from his sleep in the middle of the night, he felt that there was no one around him, so he wanted to pull out the crescent scimitar and finish it off.

But he didn't, he couldn't.

Everything he has now is chosen by himself, and it is what he once dreamed of.

The right to hold in the hand, the dragon chair to sit on and the respect of all.

This is all his own choice.

It was spring in a blink of an eye, Shen Ying was not too young, and the courtiers finally began to think about filling his empty harem with people.

They all wished to stuff their sons and daughters into the harem, wishing to step up to the top with the favor of their children, but Shen Ying was not keen on this matter and pushed them away one by one.

Until one day, a minister gave him a boy.

The young man was dressed in red, with beautiful cloud patterns embroidered with silver thread on the cuffs and collar. He was tall and slender, with a black belt wrapped around his thin waist, very much like that person.

It was a banquet.

At the banquet, not only Shen Ying lost his mind and spilled the wine in the glass, but the insiders at the banquet were even more frightened.

This boy and Xie Yu are no longer just alike, they are exactly the same.

They couldn't help recalling that person's voice and smile, and the eternal talent who died on the road of exile.

Shen Ying fixedly looked at the smiling young man below, "What's your name?"