Quick Transmigration Little Ancestor: Blackened male gods should be pampered

Chapter 441 Sister is the Empress (End)
It was at the canonization ceremony at the palace, someone was setting off fireworks to celebrate, a lot of them were going off, they were so far away, they could still hear it.

The two looked back at the same time, and Mu Ye said with satisfaction: "Then thank you, Your Majesty!"

Sang Jian couldn't help laughing.

Mu Ye beside him said again: "From now on, you will be my queen alone, and I will also be your only Fengjun!"

"Oil cavity slip."

Sang Jian frowned, "But I like to listen."

……

In this life, after the two left Mu Country, they have been traveling around the mountains and rivers, and never returned to Mu Country.

Sang Jian was serious about taking Mu Ye away from the protagonist.

Also from that time on, the two of them have never been separated again, and they will stick together no matter what they do.

Decades later, Mu Ye is lying on the bed with white hair, saying his last words to Sang Jian.

"Sangsang, I'm leaving..."

He was still holding the doll that Sang Jian had given him before, and he was holding it tightly, as if he was very reluctant to part with it.

Sang Jian has long lost her former appearance, her face is full of wrinkles and her hair is gray, she looks worse than Mu Ye on the bed.

Because this body died a long time ago in the original world, and when it gets old, its condition will be much worse than that of its peers.

Fortunately, Mu Ye has never disliked himself.

She nodded, "At such an age, it's time to go."

"I'm sorry..." A trace of apology flashed in Mu Ye's cloudy eyes, "I've wasted you here for so long."

He always thought that Sang Jian came to this world to clean up Nangong Shi, and she should leave after Nangong Shi died.

In the end, because of him, she stayed with him in this world.

I'm sorry, but he's really happy.

Sang Jian stared into his eyes, as if knowing what he was thinking, "You don't need to be sorry, because I'm here for you."

Mu Ye's eyes lit up, "How do you say that?"

Sang Jian laughed, "Do you still have the strength to listen to my story?"

Hearing this, Mu Ye felt that his breathing was a bit difficult, and his consciousness gradually weakened. He might really not have the energy to listen.

Disappointed, he exerted his last bit of strength, squeezed Sang Jian's hand tightly, and said softly: "Stop talking, let me tell you."

"I like what you said to me before."

"By your last name, name me."

"So Sangsang, after I die, can my tombstone be engraved with your real surname plus my name?"

Mu, definitely not her real surname.

Sang Jian nodded, "Okay."

Mu Ye breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly closed his eyes, "It's a pity that I can't hear the story of Sangsang..."

Sang Jian said softly, "It's the same if I tell you about the next world."

At this moment, Mu Ye's eyes flickered when he heard this sentence, but in the end he couldn't bear the passing of life.

Before he had time to ask anything, he closed his eyes completely and lost his breath.

...

Although Sang Jian sent him away in every world, every time he saw such a scene, Sang Jian still felt a little sad in his heart.

People can't escape birth, old age, sickness and death.

But fortunately, living a happy life in this life is not in vain.

Sang Jian sighed for a while, then silently reached out to take back the doll in Mu Ye's other hand.

As a result, the moment her fingertip touched the doll, the doll turned into a wisp of green smoke in front of her and disappeared without a trace.

Sang Jian: "..."

She was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

He accepted his gift.

Then he should keep it well.

……

A few days later, some hunters went up the mountain and found a new tomb on the mountain.

Or a double grave.

There are only two names written on the tombstone.

See you, Quan Ye.

Sang Jian used his original surname, although it was not hers.

But what about taking it apart?
This might be—

Hidden romance.

[End of the fifth world]

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