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Chapter 146 The Rumored Anyang Princess 102
Nangong Zhe's eyes were red, and he quickly caught the woman who fell to the ground, and fell to his knees.

"Ah Zhi—" The man's head was also covered with white snow, even though blood was splashed all over his body, he didn't realize it, and his trembling hands supported the woman's beautiful face.

"Two lovesickness and the same snow, can be regarded as the same life together." The woman spread her five fingers towards the sky, and the snowflakes fell on her hands.

She was speechless, and she took out three envelopes from her arms with difficulty.

All this showed that she had expected all of this a long time ago and was ready to die!

The people on the high wall turned pale with shock, Anyang couldn't let go of the country's hatred and family feud, and couldn't let go of family affection, but he also couldn't let go of love. In the end, the high-spirited princess fell.

Today was supposed to be Princess Anyang's wedding day, but it became her death day.

"No! Princess—"

Xiao Jing stumbled from the city wall to Lin Zhi regardless. Even though she fell down countless times, she didn't care about the wounds on her body and crawled to Lin Zhi's side.

The lively princess was lying on the ground without making a sound.

"Princess, Xiaojing will accompany you right now!" Xiaojing said and was about to pick up the sword on the ground.

She tightened her wrist, but the black clothes stopped her.

"Black clothes!" Xiao Jing looked at him in astonishment, and then burst into tears, "Princess woo woo woo..."

Hei Yi hugged her without saying a word, and patted Xiao Jing's back with rough hands to comfort her.

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From Nan Gongzhe:
Azhe, when you read this letter, I will no longer be here. This is my choice, but I have no choice.

In fact, our encounter was already doomed not to end well. You bear the hatred of the country and the family, and I also shoulder the responsibility of Dahe. It was a mistake to meet, and it was also a mistake to be entangled.

From the moment the emperor's uncle died, there was no possibility for you and me. Instead of entanglement to exhaust the love, it's better to keep those good things in the memory.

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month in the 23rd year of Tianqi, our wedding day, I asked Qin Tianjian that there will be snow today.

I remember you said "I wish to win the heart of one person, and the white head will never be separated".

I am no longer in this world, and if I go to other places, it should snow there too, right?
I didn't like to read those literary poems since I was a child, but for some reason, I was attracted by a poem, and I always wanted to share it with Ah Zhe, but I didn't have the chance.

The lovesickness in the two places is also drenched in snow, and it can be regarded as a lifetime together.

I don't expect you to live alone for me, I just hope you remember me better and forget me later.

Ah Zhe, although I have used unscrupulous means to you, and now... I lied to you again, but my sincerity towards you is not false.

—— Lin Zhi

"Ah Zhi..." Tears wet the letter paper.

Ah Zhi had long been prepared to die, and there were traces of all of this. She was a person who never followed the rules, and finally got on the sedan chair properly...

It snowed continuously for three days and three nights.

Lin Zhi's body had already been brought back to the palace by Shen Tianlu's order. He complied with Anyang's last wish and did not do anything to Nangongzhe in the end, ordering him to leave the capital within three days and never set foot in Dahe again.

On the high wall of the palace, two figures stood straight on it.

Yao Changjun stared down in a daze, with a sad expression, and pursed his lips in silence.

"What a high-spirited person she is, but she just disappeared from the world."

The man took out a plain white handkerchief, thinking about others when he saw things.

He left Beijing on horseback, secretly thinking about the return of glory, and the thoughts of the young man who asked to marry Anyang were still in front of his eyes.

But he watched the woman he wanted to marry, Feng Guanxiapei, die in the snow.

(End of this chapter)