Red waist breaking line

Chapter 812

The boy scratched his head again and said, "I really want to tell you my name, but... maybe I have some problem. I can't remember anything from the past. I can't even remember my own name."

Hongye exclaimed: "Are you sick and have lost your memory?"

The young man nodded, "It should be. I have been looking for memories along the way. If I come across anything familiar, I will go and have a look, hoping to find some clues about my life experience. But I have been wandering around for half a month, and I still can't remember anything. It was the same when I went to Yizuifang yesterday. I always felt that this place seemed to have something to do with me, so I went..." His face also blushed, "I just didn't expect that I would meet you, sister, by chance." Seeing Hongye's eyes shining, he thought Hongye was suspicious of him again, and smiled hurriedly, "Sister, don't be angry with me, I really didn't mean to hide it from you. Let's put it this way, I... forget it if I can't remember it. I am a man standing between heaven and earth, how can I be nameless. There is a poem in ancient times that says, gold and white jade buy songs and laughter, and a drunken month despises the king. If I were so rich, I would buy snacks for my sister every day, buy delicious and fun things, just to make my sister smile. From now on, my name will be Shuyan, okay?"

He looked at Hongye again, and seeing her eyes filled with tears, he was shocked: "Sister, you don't like it? Then I'll change another one..."

Hongye wiped away her tears and shook her head, "No, it's okay. This name is good. It sounds nice and has a very meaningful meaning."

The young Shu Yan then laughed: "I was scared to death, I thought you didn't like it, sister." As he said that, he smiled shyly, showing some innocence, and said: "Sister, I heard from others that you are the emperor of a neighboring country. If you are an emperor, why would you stoop to come to an enemy country? Are you here to travel?"

Hongye hesitated for a moment and said, "No, I'm here to look for someone."

Shu Yan smiled and said, "Looking for someone? Do you have any relatives here? I have nothing to do, so I can help you look for them."

Hongye said: "...No, I am here to look for my husband. He has been trapped in the enemy country for a long time, and I am here to bring him home."

As if struck by lightning, Shu Yan suddenly jumped up and hit his head on the roof of the car. He grimaced in pain, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that the pain in his heart was worse than his physical pain. He only heard him say in a sad voice: "Sister... Sister, are you married?"

How could Hongye bear to see him in such pain? His expression was just like the second Yang Yizhao. Seeing him in pain, she felt as if she was the one hurt. But how could she hide it from him? After all, he was not him: "Yes, I have been married to my husband Yang Yizhao for a long time. We love each other deeply. We once swore to the heavens that we would return to each other in life and miss each other forever in death. And... I have... I have another... Let's call it a lover. Anyway, I am not single, so don't get me wrong."

Shu Yan's thin lips trembled slightly, as if she was enduring unbearable pain: "Sister... Sister... Why... Why..."

Hongye closed the snack box and returned it to his arms: "The snacks are delicious, thank you. It's my fault for hurting you. You blame me and hate me, but I don't blame you. You...you can go now."

She turned away, trying not to look at him.

Shu Yan sobbed and put the box beside her: "No, this is for you." He looked at her deeply, jumped out of the car sadly, and disappeared into the wilderness in a flash.

Hongye covered her face and started crying again.

--segmentation--

In the next half month, the convoy moved slowly and got closer and closer to Yandu City.

Qi Ji and Bai Shu knew that she was in a bad mood, and even Mu Tong didn't know how to persuade her, so they didn't bother her easily except for serious matters. Qi Ji was perceptive and found that the boy named Shu Yan had been following the convoy not far away and had not left. He couldn't tell Hong Ye, so he only told Mu Tong. Mu Tong waved his hand and told him to turn a blind eye. Qi Ji had no choice but to do so.

That night, the convoy camped in a village. The village was very desolate, obviously a deserted village. Although it was not right to stay in such a remote place, Daiqin's personal soldiers had already gone to Yandu City to meet the emperor in advance and would not return until the next day. In any case, they had to wait for their news. Besides, the sun had already set and they could not hurry, so they had to give in. Hongye did not mind the environment at all, and went to bed with her clothes on when she was tired. Everyone also went to bed one by one.

No one noticed that when the moon was at its zenith, a cloud of poisonous smoke blew in from the window.

When Hongye opened her eyes again, a ghostly woman was standing in front of her.

The woman was dressed in rags and looked haggard. Her eyes, which should have been beautiful, were now frighteningly large due to her rapid weight loss.

She stared at Hongye with a look of extreme resentment on her face.

It was Hongye who recognized her first: "You...you are Shanpu?"

The woman sneered: "You still recognize me."

Hongye turned around and looked around, only to see a mess of graves all around, clearly a mass grave. The dark clouds blocked the moonlight, making this already disordered land even more eerie and terrifying.

"Where is this and why are you here?" Hongye asked.

Shan Pu sneered again: "I can't accompany my sister, but at least I can accompany my husband."

Hongye asked doubtfully, "Your husband? Are you married?"

Shan Pu sneered again: "Yes. I got married. After he died, I finally had him. I thought you could cherish and protect him, but unfortunately, he fell into the abyss again and again because of you. This time, he even lost his life. He is the only fool in the world, but it doesn't matter, I still have me, and I will love him. I will protect him."

Hongye was even more confused: "What are you talking about? I don't understand. Who died?" As she spoke, she suddenly felt a chill on her back.

Shan Pu sneered: "Look back, he is looking at you."

  Hongye turned around suddenly, but there was no one behind him except a grave.

The wind moved the clouds, letting in a little moonlight, illuminating the words on the tombstone.

"My late husband Yang Yizhao..." She recited word by word, and suddenly smiled, as if she had seen the biggest joke in the world, "What are you kidding me about? How could Yang Yizhao...he still be alive? He and I have a murderous bond, and I can hear his heartbeat..."

“Shayisheng… you still believe in this damn thing…” Shan Pu suddenly laughed shrilly, “He was captured by Yun Huan because of Shayisheng… Yun Huan forced him to hand over Shayisheng… He couldn’t beat Yun Huan, and Shayisheng was also taken away… It would have been great if it was your Shayisheng that was taken away by Yun Huan, at least he wouldn’t die… He just lay there, no one cared, no one cared, just like me… I buried him with my own hands…”

"You're talking nonsense..." Hongye's anger instantly rose, "You're talking nonsense - Shanpu, I...even if our relationship is average, we are destined to meet each other. You shouldn't curse my husband."