Chapter 569
Princess Hehuan's eyes dimmed in an instant, she lightly let go of Shi Qing's hand on the skirt, turned around in silence, hugged Wei Lan again, and gently stroked his face.

The person whose eyes were reflected in his heart, but no longer had the bright expression he once had.

"He Huan married... I married."

All the strength in his body seemed to have been exhausted, only weak whispers remained, which sounded in the quiet dark alley, more like unwilling questions.

She clearly agreed to marry Diller Khan, from Gyeonggi to Beicang, traveled far and wide to get married, and did not shed a single tear along the way.

So far, she has never thought that there is any room for turning back.

Why is it still like this...

Why can't she do anything.

Then nothing can be done to save anything.

She is already willing to sacrifice her own happiness in order to achieve the well-being and harmony of the whole world, but why is she even deprived of her only hope of surviving?

She would rather see him marry a wife and have children, and become famous in the capital, than to die quietly and without a problem like this, and end up like this.

Sorrowful emotions swept up like a sea, and Princess Hehuan finally couldn't help covering her face and crying.

And all the voices of mourning are covered in the lively firecrackers of the Sanyu Festival, and they are finally unknown.

...

When Chu Qi approached, Princess Hehuan lowered her head and stood beside Shi Qing, as if she was still in a daze, unable to fully recover.

Ask her anything, she is silent.

Chu Qi ordered people to send Princess Hehuan back to the prefect's mansion first, and then arranged for people to take care of Wei Lan's funeral.

"Qingqing..."

Shi Qing looked at the wall where Shu Yang left from the end of the alley just now, and was slightly startled.

Hearing Chu Qi's voice, Shi Qing turned around, and met a pair of black pupils as deep as the sea, with a faint brilliance flowing inside, like the quiet night sky being gazed at gently, so beautiful.

Chu Qi raised his lips slightly, as if he wanted to ask something, but when it fell on his lips, it turned into a gentle smile, his pretty thin lips hooked slightly, and he held Shi Qing's hand and said warmly, "It's good that you are fine, let's go back."

Shi Qing looked at his profile and said, "Is there anything you want to ask, General?"

Chu Qi was silent for a moment, but held her hand more tightly, clasped his fingers, stared into her eyes and said seriously: "Qingqing, as I said, no matter what you do, nothing will change. My attitude towards you."

Even if Heju finds tokens about the Great Xia Guild from these people and presents them to him, it does not mean that she has any relationship with the Great Xia Guild.

No one will know except him who knows those details.

He won't let anyone know either.

Chu Qi lowered his eyelashes and quietly held his palm.

The little girl beside him held him, and when Chu Qi turned his head, she tiptoed and kissed his cheek gently and softly, like a feather brushing by.

"I like the general and will always be with the general."

The sudden confession made Chu Qi slightly widen his eyes, his cold eyes were as if the ice and snow had just melted and turned into a spring lake of tenderness in March, sparkling and bright.

Chu Qi stood there dumbfounded for a while, his heart was beating violently in his chest, and he couldn't hide his joy.

He thought silently.

If this is the enemy's strategy, he may be doomed to defeat.

He couldn't stand such a beauty trick.

Any reason, in front of her, all went to hell.

(End of this chapter)

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