Fast Crossing: The Plan to Save the Sick Villain

Chapter 175 Don't Pick Up Your Highness on the Roadside (End)

At night, Si Tu's whole body was on fire, and the imperial physicians pulled him back from the gate of hell because of their housekeeping skills.

But overnight, Si Tu's black hair turned into white hair.

The imperial doctors were helpless, even using the most precious medicinal materials would not help, but Si Tu didn't get entangled in this matter.

After his body fully recovered, Si Tu went up to the Zhaxing Tower again.

Winter has arrived, and the galaxy is still unknown.

Shangjing City was covered by patches of white snow, which melted into the cold winter, as if it had been covered with a thick quilt.

Goose feathers and heavy snow fell one after another, pure white and flawless.

Si Tu was still wearing that big red cloak studded with flowers, which was particularly eye-catching in the snow-white.

Reaching out to take a piece of pure white snow, Si Tu murmured, as if he didn't know who he was talking to,

"Look, it's snowing in Shangjing too."

Ah Mo, who was standing by, couldn't bear it, and persuaded,
"Your Highness, it's too cold, let's go back."

Taking a breath of cold air, the snowflake in Si Tu's hand melted into a drop of water.

She seemed to hold everything firmly in her hands, but she seemed to keep nothing.

"Yeah, winter is here, and there are no more fireflies."

And the person who was willing to catch fireflies for her could never be found again.

The ridiculous thing is that she ended the relationship with her own hands.

From beginning to end, she was the most damned one.

God's punishment for people is never to forget, but...to always remember.

None of the three wishes she made on the bank of the moat that day came true.

[The host is big, I tell you some bad news]

The system feels that its sense of existence in this plane is very weak, and it is difficult to straighten up when speaking.

[Our side mission is considered complete, but since the villain is dead, this plane needs to be guarded all the time]

In other words, Si Tu needs to stay in this plane until his death, so as not to cause the plane to collapse.

[The villain is him, right? 】

She never dared to say that name.

[From the beginning to the end, the villain of each plane is the same person]

The shoulders were covered with clear snow, but Ke Situ couldn't bear to brush them off.

Even if the appearance is different and there is a slight difference in personality, Si Tu can still remember all the subconscious little movements and habits.

The one she fell in love with was always alone.

Maybe she forgot something, but the feeling of loving someone will never change.

In the 13th year of Hongwu, the Empress Xihe abdicated, and the Empress Dowager Si Tu inherited the Datong. The second prince, Si Bing, was granted the title of King of Huainan, and the name of the country was changed to 'He'.

It means that the Great Zhou Dynasty and the countries of the Western Regions will be peaceful for generations, and will never be disturbed by wars.

The first thing that Situ did after he ascended the throne was to open trade routes with the countries in the Western Regions, set up a capital guard, and allow them to do business with each other.

Later, there is a historian's record:
The emperor long-cherished and fell asleep at night, very reluctantly.I especially love Hongyi, and I like sweets.Often near the moat and the star picking tower, remembering the dead. '

It's another year of winter in Tai Chi Hall.

It has been No. 30 years since Situ ascended the throne, and even Aman's hair has turned white.

"I heard that the young prince of the Huainan Palace is very smart, even the master who went to the study praised him."

Si Tu, who buried her head on the imperial table, raised her head, the corners of her eyes were already covered with fine lines, but she could still see the brilliance of the past.

"After this year, I will be 16 years old."

Thinking about how time flies, she is also old in a blink of an eye.

"Yeah, it's really Shaohua."

Ah Man let out a soft sigh, which revived Si Tu's long-lasting memories.

The year she met him, she was also 16 years old, which was really a good time.

His eyes fell on the picture of wolf hunting hanging on the hall, and Si Tu smiled slightly.

He was forever young, and she was about to follow him.

"It's time for me to abdicate."

After all, there must be someone to inherit this world. She has never married, so naturally she has no children.

And Huainan Prince's son is intelligent and respectful, it could not be better for him to continue this prosperous age.

The snow is all over the sky, and the coming spring will definitely be a harvest season.

I remember that the snow fell so heavily that year.

"Ah Man, I want to go back to the grassland."

She knew she didn't have much time left, she just wanted to see him again at the last moment.

"The servant, go and ask General Li to dispatch an iron cavalry to protect you."

It is estimated that General Li is out of time, he is still at home with his grandson.

I heard that the general's wife is from the Chahar Department, and the two of them have gone through a lot before they cultivated.

It can be regarded as a good relationship.

Situ shook his head lightly,
"I said at the beginning that as long as I am still here, the Central Plains cavalry will not appear on the grassland."

This is her promise and also her guilt towards him.

A fast horse left the city gate, and the bright red figure was as stunning as before.

On the high city wall, Liang Zhen propped his palms against the wall, and the bright yellow holy decree was particularly dazzling in the white snow.

After all, she left him alone in this lonely city.

The ink method on the imperial decree is like a swimming dragon, with goose feathers and heavy snow falling down, smudged with ink spots.

What assisting important ministers is nothing more than the shackles that imprison him in this cage.

Oh, what an irony.

Si Tu rode to Lincheng.

After walking for a long time, it was not until the next spring that I found the original tombstone.

The yellow sand has turned into black soil, and the nourishment of spring makes green grass grow all around.

The stele stood alone, and the cool wind blew, making it bleak and desolate.

Si Tu's body is as thin as a stick, and he came here with his inner obsession.

"I'm sorry, Jebe."

This apology came too late.

And this "I love you", she didn't say it until he died.

When words become pale and powerless, no matter how intense the emotion is, it will not help in the end.

There are only a few words on the tombstone, but it is his life.

And the Ninth Prince of Jiuli was only 17 years old when he died, and his birthday had just passed.

He was supposed to be riding a horse and flying eagles on the grassland, unrestrained and unrestrained, but he was buried forever under the loess.

The engravings on the tombstone have been inscribed for a long time, and many of them cannot be seen clearly.

Kestu still saw sixteen characters in the lower left corner——

My wife, Gu Ying, asks for it in anxiety;

It's like a tragic ending needs a perfect illusion, even if you know it's fake, you still want to get it desperately.

Tears slipped down Situ's wrinkled face in an instant, and melted into the soil, nourishing new life.

Until the last second of her life, Si Tu's outstretched fingertips did not touch Zhebe's tombstone.

It's not that she doesn't love her, but that she... doesn't deserve it.

[Drip, host, we can leave this plane now]

【it is good】

With just one word, Si Tu seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

When they left this plane, suddenly, there was a strong wind, and the sky turned cloudy.

The tombstone was blown to pieces, and the words "my wife" were torn apart.

Not far away, sand and dust hit, submerging everything in the yellow sand again.

Even with all his love and obsession for her, everything...disappeared.

It was as if all these loves and hates had never happened before, they were all gone.

(End of this chapter)