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Chapter 147 The Rumored Anyang Princess (End)

"Anyang did what she chose." Shen Tianlu said lightly, "Nangong Zhe and I are the ones who should kill their fathers and mothers, but... she used her life to let me let Nangong go Zhe."

"Nangong Zhe is her lover, and you are her close relative. Her death is to seek the best of both worlds." Yao Changjun looked melancholy.

"It's good to have the best of both worlds."

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Dahe returned to the hands of the Shen family, the Minister of the Household Department was also promoted to the prime minister of the first dynasty, and His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince came to the court to become the emperor.

Princess Anyang died, and there was a lot of discussion among the people. It was rumored that the emperor wanted to make Princess Anmin Queen Anmin and be buried in the imperial mausoleum.

Royal study.

"Your Majesty, people are kneeling outside, no matter how hard you drive them away." The palace servant was a little helpless.

"Let him go, do you really think I won't kill him?" Shen Tianlu said coldly.

"Nangongzhe hasn't returned to Ling Country yet, what are you doing kneeling at the door?" Situ Hao walked in, shaking his fan.

"Hmph, he wants to take Anyang's body away." He put down the memorial in his hand heavily.

"Sigh, Princess Anyang is an infatuated person who died for a proton." Situ Hao shook his head emotionally.

"But you and An Yangli are not yet married, do you really plan to make her queen?"

"The marriage between me and her was bestowed by my father."

Situ Hao understood and didn't say anything more.

The man was dressed in white, kneeling tall and straight on the snow-covered ground.

Xiao Jing walked up to him, and said in a deep voice, "Your life was bought by the princess, you should leave."

"The princess is just the princess." The black-clothed man who followed Xiao Jing took a step forward, and said with a dull expression.

The man's expression moved slightly, as if he understood something.

Xiao Jing and Hei Yi went into the imperial study together, and they didn't know what they said. After they left, the emperor ordered the Anyang Princess to be cremated, and let Xiao Jing and Hei Yi travel around the world with them.

Before Nangong Zhe left, he walked through the Princess' Mansion over and over again, and his mind was full of scenes of interaction with the girl in red.

He is about to leave Dahe and return to his unfamiliar and familiar mother country.

He rode his horse out of the city gate, and the city gate slowly closed in his sight. He got off his horse and stood there for a long time.

He stared closely at the place where she grew up, and at some point snow fell in the sky again.

Nangong Zhe spread his slender jade-like hands upwards to catch the falling snow, and what the woman said was in his mind.

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

Ah Zhi, where are you right now?
Have you ever missed me?
An oil-paper umbrella appeared above his head, blocking the wind and snow. He turned his head and saw Jiang Beibei in white.

The man raised his hand to take the umbrella handle from the woman, threw it straight on the ground, and let the snow fall on him.

"Why are you here?"

"I want to get acquainted, so I'll see you off." Jiang Beibei didn't care about his attitude, bowed his head and smiled.

"Gu would rather not have known you before." Nan Gongzhe finished speaking, turned around and rode away on his horse.

Wu Jin, Ying Ying and the others also hurriedly followed on horseback.

Jiang Beibei sighed, looked at the lonely oil-paper umbrella in the snow, and shook his head.

Princess Anyang is a strange woman.

No matter how powerful, no matter how terrifying, she is just a dead person now. She is Jiang Shangshu's daughter now, and she can enjoy all the glory and wealth.

The halo of heroine on Jiang Beibei's head has long since disappeared, but not being a heroine doesn't necessarily mean that life will be bad.

She has been ambitious from the beginning to now only wants to be a salted fish playing in the world.

(End of this chapter)