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Chapter 416 The Prime Minister Has a Dual Personality 38 End

Contraceptive pills, stimulation, injury, hemorrhage, powerlessness, condolences...

These words, like a spell, constantly corroded Lu Huai. He looked at the quiet girl lying on the bed, and felt his blood boiling. He vomited a large mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot.

He had a dream in which Nanzhi asked Lu Jing whether he was willing to marry her.

In the dream, he made a different choice, and their lives were completely different.

It turns out that they don't have to regret.

Lu Huai's eyelashes trembled, he slowly opened his eyes, and sat up like a walking corpse.

Snowflakes were dancing outside as he strode down the corridor. His originally jet-black hair had merged with the flying snowflakes overnight, and it was hard to tell for a moment whether the white was snow or his hair.

"master……"

Ye Ling was standing at the door. When he saw Lu Huai appear, he subconsciously glanced at his hair, unable to hide his surprise.

He was just about to report that he had found Lian'er and her husband and was doing his best to treat them, but Lu Huai walked in as if he hadn't seen him.

Lu Huai had been in a coma for a day and a night, and Nanzhi had been confirmed dead. Ye Ling didn't know what to do, so he could only seal the inn and set up the room where Nanzhi lived as a mourning hall.

At this moment, Nanzhi was lying in the coffin, so quiet as if she was just asleep.

A white hand gently stroked her face, the icy temperature was colder than the wind and snow outside.

Lu Huai smiled gently, with no tears in his eyes, "I had a dream that we got married."

"Sorry for keeping you waiting so long."

As soon as Ye Ling followed him in, he saw Lu Huai actually carrying Nanzhi out of the coffin by the waist.

This scene is really a bit scary.

"Master... Master..."

"To prepare for the wedding."

Ye Ling was even more shocked, "But the princess is dead..."

"She's not dead." Lu Huai looked at him coldly, "If you dare to say one more word, you'll shut up forever."

Ye Ling didn't dare to speak.

Watching Lu Huai carrying Nanzhi away, looking at her with gentleness and affection in his eyes, Ye Ling felt that his master had gone crazy.

Totally crazy.

In just two days, spots appeared on Nanzhi's face, and even makeup could not completely cover them.

Lu Huai was drawing her eyebrows and told Ye Ling lightly, "There is an Ice Soul Pearl in the treasury, go get it."

It is rumored that the Ice Soul Pearl can cool corpses and prevent them from rotting.

But no one knows whether it is useful or not.

Seeing how stubborn he was, Ye Ling did not dare to refute him and hurriedly rode his horse towards the imperial city.

The Ice Soul Pearl was actually useful. After Lu Huai gave it to Nanzhi, there were no other changes in her body.

The wedding was prepared very quickly, and in fact a lot of work had already been done in the early stages.

Nanzhi's wedding dress was designed by Lu Huai himself, with a phoenix embroidered with gold thread and a crown made of pearls, and it was priceless.

I haven't measured Nanzhi's body myself, but the wedding dress fits her perfectly in every way.

No one knew that Lu Huai had imagined her appearance countless times in his mind over and over again in the past days and nights.

No one knew that he had already fallen deeply in love with her.

He hated Emperor Qi and everyone related to him, but he was still afraid that she would be angry with him after knowing it, so he didn't kill Emperor Qi or Concubine Mei...

On the surface, he was torturing Emperor Qi, but only he knew that the reason he kept Emperor Qi alive was that he didn't want her to hate him.

He let Lu Jing control the night, but he was just deceiving himself by telling himself that it was Lu Jing who loved her, not him.

But he also knew that all of Lu Jing's actions were a reflection of his inner thoughts.

At this moment, looking at the girl in the phoenix crown and bridal robe, Lu Huai's eyes could no longer hide the love, nor did he want to hide it anymore.

He himself couldn't tell whether he was Lu Huai or Lu Jing.

Perhaps they had already merged into one in the moment when Lu Jing fell asleep.

The wedding was planned with great fanfare, and no one dared to mention the fact that Nanzhi was dead. Everyone pretended to be happy and cooperated with Lu Huai.

On the wedding night, with candlelight flickering in the room, Lu Huai picked up the wedding scale, lifted the red veil embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, and put the wedding wine into the girl's hand. They exchanged wine and drank together.

She couldn't drink any more, and all the wine flowed down the corners of her lips.

He gently wiped it off for her, "I know you don't like to drink, so don't drink it, let's go to bed."

He took off her wedding dress and washed her. Then they both lay on the couch together in their underwear.

He stroked her cheek gently, "It's snowing outside, isn't it a little cold? It's okay, I'll warm you up, Madam."

He held her in his arms and gently warmed her hands and feet. She seemed to have actually warmed up a little, which was great.

The candle went out, Lu Huai covered her with a blanket and kissed her between the eyebrows, "Madam, sweet dreams."

He smiled and closed his eyes.

In fact, Lu Huai had not been able to sleep well for many years until he met Nanzhi, and his condition gradually improved.

Now lying beside her, he fell asleep quickly.

The last dream continued.

In the dream, the girl kept happily calling him "A Jing", and then, she suddenly called him "Lu Huai."

"I love you, Lu Huai."

He smiled and responded, "I love you, too, Zhizhi."

"Promise me that you will take good care of our daughter."

daughter?

What daughter?
Lu Huai felt his head starting to hurt again, and he seemed to vaguely hear a child crying.

"I've already thought of a name for my daughter. Let's call her Lu Nian. Her nickname is Nian Nian, because you've always been on my mind."

"Nian Nian, Nian Nian..."

The crying became louder and louder, like a devil's sound lingering in my ears.

"Lu Huai, you must take good care of our daughter!"

Lu Huai suddenly opened his eyes. The crying sound outside was very faint, but it still reached his ears clearly.

He felt inexplicably flustered, put on his clothes and walked out quickly.

Lian'er's health has improved a lot now, and the wound on her neck has healed very quickly. After Nanzhi passed away, she was very sad and couldn't sleep at night, so she wanted to go and see the daughter born to Nanzhi.

The child was being taken care of by his wet nurse. For some reason, he could not sleep well and suddenly started crying loudly. No matter how he was coaxed into being quiet, he could not be quieted.

She was so distressed that she hugged him and tried to comfort him, but it was still useless.

Just as she was wondering if the child was feeling unwell and was about to ask someone to call a doctor, she saw Lu Huai walking in from outside.

This is the first time Lu Huai has come to see the child in these few days.

The child stopped crying almost as soon as Lu Huai entered the room.

When Lu Huai reached out to take the child, the child, who had tears in the corners of his eyes, actually smiled happily at him.

The moment the child smiled at him, Lu Huai felt his headache instantly go away.

He looked at the pair of eyes in front of him that looked like Nanzhi's, and he felt as if he had just woken up from a dream, as if he had come back to life. The suppressed pain surged into his heart, and tears unconsciously fell from the corners of his eyes.

"Niannian, from now on, you will be called Niannian..."

……

In the first year of Qianyuan, the new emperor's sweetheart died after giving birth to a daughter.

The new emperor's hair turned white overnight, he vomited blood and fell into a coma.

After waking up, the new emperor passed the throne to the Minister of Rites, who was over 40 years old and from a different family. He also revived the eldest princess who was murdered and was dying, and made her the current queen.

But for some unknown reason, the queen never appeared in public, had no children, and eventually died of madness at the age of thirty.

The new emperor who had abdicated and restored the country had long since disappeared.

I only heard vaguely that he took his daughter alone and guarded his beloved wife's grave every day, and finally died of depression.

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Sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time. I will post one chapter first. The next chapter has not been written yet.

I don’t know if it’s cruel enough. I felt a little sad when I wrote it.