Concubine forced marriage: Six-finger princess

Chapter 563 Huo Qing's Death
Pulling away his hands that clenched her arms, Ye Caidie took a few steps forward, her eyes fixed on the small wooden box, and she murmured: "If I live, who will give this to him?"

Holding the small wooden box tightly in her hand, Ye Caidie put it against her ear, so that she seemed to be able to hear Huo Qing's heartbeat.

Jiang Chenluo stepped forward and reminded: "You can bury it with Huo Qing."

"Buried together?" Ye Caidie looked at him with tears in his eyes, and a smile slowly appeared on his mouth, "He will still be lonely, because without me by his side... without me, he must not be able to eat or sleep." Brows frowned , her face was full of sadness, "So, I should go with him."

Her eyes were empty, Jiang Chenluo saw it, and was anxious in his heart, maybe he could pull the heartbroken Shui Xinlei back on track, but for Ye Caidie, he was really helpless.

Because her insanity has reached the point of no cure.

Putting down his hands and continuing to look at the small wooden box in his hand, Ye Caidie raised his eyes to look at the heavy-faced Jiang Chenluo, and smiled slightly, "Thank you for letting him come to me so quickly. Don't worry, the prince and concubine I'll let it out."

"Cai Die" Hearing her words, Jiang Chenluo still felt uncomfortable.

Her pain was all caused by him, and he stared at her sincerely, "I'm sorry."

Ye Caidie was startled, and asked in confusion, "Why did you say sorry all of a sudden?"

Jiang Chenluo turned to look at the gauze curtain dancing with the wind, his tone was as calm as his face, "Huo Qing's death is the mother's fault, please forgive her."

"There is no need to mention the past. I will properly hand over the crown princess. If there is nothing else, you can leave."

With that said, Ye Caidie turned around and regarded the small wooden box as her own life, holding it tightly with both hands and walking into the inner room.

Everything was finally coming to an end. Sitting in front of the dressing table, she wanted to dress herself up one last time, so that Huo Qing could see her most beautiful and familiar self.

Taking off the dazzling pearls and emeralds from her head, strands of blue hair fell from the top of her head, she picked up the wooden comb and began to comb slowly.

(End of this chapter)