Has His Royal Highness chased his wife's crematorium today?

Chapter 81
Yun Zhao nodded in a daze, and explained, "Auntie, I'm not worried."

In fact, he took it to heart, but Yun Zhao's original intention to take this matter to heart was different from what Qiuyue thought.

Yun Zhao walked back, already adjusting his mood.

It's just that when he sees Xiao Changyin, he still avoids his sight unconsciously.

If it was before that, Xiao Changyin might choose to draw it slowly, for as long as the sky and the earth last.

But now he doesn't think so anymore, always so stiff, the two will only get further and further apart.

Some things are like a thorn buried deep in her heart, and the wound in it will never heal.

There is no danger of cutting off the carrion, but it is better than watching the wound rot day by day until it is irreparable.

That's why he didn't pretend to have lost his memory and start over.

What he wanted her to accept was the real him.

Accepting everything about him is not just the good things she can see, but also the... despicable things hidden in the dark.

Yun Zhao lowered his head and twisted the handkerchief with both hands, the orchids embroidered on the handkerchief became wrinkled and pitiful.

"Zhao Zhao."

She pursed her lips, her almond eyes drooped, "Stop talking, I don't want to hear it."

Xiao Changyin paused, knowing that she probably guessed something, so he tried his best to stop him, not wanting to pierce the already thin window paper.

"Zhao Zhao." He murmured in a low voice, and handed over the thing he had been holding in his hand.

When Yun Zhao saw it, his eye circles instantly turned red.

What was exposed in his palm was a piece of dark jade.

About half the size of a palm, the whole body is shiny and smooth, without any impurities.

This is what she wore next to her body when she was a child, and then...

She picked it up from her memory, and the fragmented pictures gradually came together.

Yun Zhao clenched his hands tightly and asked in a low voice, "Did you remember, or did you lie to me again?"

She was referring to the amnesia he said.

If he had really forgotten everything about her, he wouldn't have taken out this jade pendant today.

In his heart, Yun Zhao hoped that he had really forgotten.

Forget, sometimes she can talk to him calmly, instead of every time she says a word, what she thinks of is his appearance in armor.

But forget it, will it really be okay?

Yun Zhao's mind was very confused at this time, and he couldn't figure out a clue.

She didn't understand why Xiao Changyin lied to her.

The first time, it was to attack Yun Country and to secure his crown prince.

This second time, what is it for?
Apart from her, only the imperial physician, the emperor, and the empress knew about this so-called amnesia.

But what good is that?
She couldn't figure out what else she could use.

Is it half of the country of Yun?

No.

If he wants, she has no ability to refuse.

And as long as he wants it, his father, who is far away in Yunguo, will definitely give it to him.

What else could it be for?
In her messy thinking, there seemed to be a clear path, but Yun Zhao didn't want to think about it.

Because the existence of this road will only prove how stupid she is.

Before Yun Zhao was about to take the jade pendant away, Xiao Changyin folded his palms together. He looked at her fixedly, but what he said made Yun Zhao's whole heart drop.

"Amnesia is fake."

Yun Zhao looked at him for a long time, and he didn't know what emotion was in his tone, so he just said lightly, "I don't want to hear it anymore."

The palace servants of the Fanghua Palace had been sent out long ago, and there were only the two of them left in the room.

Xiao Changyin grabbed her wrist, "Zhao Zhao, my heart for you has never changed."

"In the past, today, and in the future, nothing will change."

Yun Zhao thought it was funny and shook his hand away.

The red eyes stared at him tightly, "Why are you saying this?"

Why can't the matter fade away and let her live in such a chaotic way.

She doesn't want to live so clearly.

"Bring Bei Xiao's soldiers to break through the gate of Yunguo, is this what you want from me?"

"It's been a scam from the beginning. From the beginning to the end, even the surname is fake, Mingyin..." Yun Zhao smiled, but his voice was uncontrollably sad and choked, "This is what you want for me ?"

She had suppressed these emotions for too long, so she was singled out all of a sudden, and she almost collapsed.

Yun Zhao raised his head and asked him, "Are you going to tell me that the calculation is true, but in the calculation you gradually found that you really like me?"

Xiao Changyin tried to wipe her tears away with a handkerchief, but his hand was opened, "Yes." He said so.

"Zhao Zhao..."

"I don't want to listen." Yun Zhao knelt down and covered his ears, crying hard.

Xiao Changyin also squatted down, looking at her at the same level, "Zhao Zhao, the name is fake, and the meeting is fake, but the relationship between you and me before is true, and my feelings for you are also true."

"Trust me, okay?"

In the last words, there is already a meaning of prayer.

This is the girl he got again after seeking all kinds of gods and Buddhas. He didn't want to do it all over again, but it was still like this.

Yun Zhao pushed the man away, quickly turned around and ran towards the side hall, and closed the door before he came over.

She was the only one in the side hall, her back was leaning against the wall, and her body fell weakly.

She heard nothing, but she was sure he was standing on the other side of the door.

Yun Zhao calmed down for a long time, and asked him, "After I came to Beixiao, you told me several times that you married me because of the emperor's order and because of the friendship between the two countries."

"Now you say that you have me in your heart, and you are true to me."

"Xiao Changyin, which sentence should I believe, or... everything you said to me is false."

She shouldn't be sad now, and she shouldn't be sad for him.

Yun Zhao wiped away his tears with his sleeve, but couldn't help crying with his head bowed while hugging his knees.

She would rather it was all fake all the time, and she didn't want some truth mixed in the fake.

what is this?
He can like it if he likes it, can he hate it if he hates it?

The upper and lower sides of the side door are pasted with colored glaze, so through a wooden door, the man can see a faint shadow on the opposite side.

His hands gradually felt cool, and the coolness spread from his hands to all parts of his body.

"Zhao Zhao." He stretched out his right hand and stuck it above her shadow, "You ask me why I said this."

"I want to love you as Xiao Changyin."

She deliberately downplays those memories she doesn't like, deliberately forgets what she doesn't want to hear, it doesn't matter if she lives in a muddle.

But now all the window papers are torn.

What is he relying on for doing this?
Is it his identity as Prince Bei Xiao, or he knows that she still likes him...

Yun Zhao lowered his eyes, not wanting to admit the true answer covered by the thick fog in his heart.

But only she knows that even if so many things have passed, she still likes the person she likes as soon as they meet.

(End of this chapter)