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He responded repeatedly and hurried out to report.

He took the words out. As for whether the princess would come to see him, that was something that he, a little prison chief, could not control.

Jiang Si and Zhou Jingxuan were at the palace discussing the news of attacking Wu Rong.

The wolf's ambition cannot be allowed to grow stronger.

Even though Wu Rong did not pose a particularly big threat to the Great Zhou Dynasty, only a thousand days would be a thief, so how could a thousand days guard against thieves?

So this root needs to be pulled out.

When someone reported that Zhou Zhaohe wanted to see Jiang Si, Jiang Si and Zhou Jingxuan looked at each other, and then Jiang Si decided to go see Zhou Zhaohe.

She doesn't have much interaction with Zhou Zhaohe, so why do you want to see her?

There are undoubtedly only two points. One is what she said that day.

The second is that he remembered something.

She had to go check it out this time.

Zhou Jingxuan wanted to accompany Jiang Si, but Jiang Si refused.

Since Zhou Zhaohe only said that he wanted to see her, she went alone to see what he wanted to say.

It was already noon when we arrived at Tianlao.

The sky has cleared and the scorching sun hangs overhead.

The person taking the photo narrowed his eyes comfortably.

The Heavenly Prison is generally a place with a strong yin energy. As soon as you step into this place, even if the sun is shining brightly outside, it will be extremely cold inside.

Jiang Si walked to the place where Zhou Zhaohe was. Zhou Zhaohe leaned against the wall dejectedly. He raised his head slightly when he heard the movement and looked over.

His eyes were bloodshot and he looked extremely haggard.

Jiang Si seemed to have aged more than ten years since the last time she saw him.

At this time, Zhou Zhaohe no longer looked as well-kept as before. Now he looks like an old man who has reached his twilight years.

In just a few days, there were more white hairs on his head.

Seeing Jiang Si, his eyes that were like a pool of stagnant water moved: "You're here."

Jiang Si nodded: "You asked me here because you probably have something to tell me."

Zhou Zhaohe nodded: "What you told me last time is true."

Zhou Zhaohe did not ask, but used a positive tone.

Jiang Si was stunned for a moment. Although she was a little surprised, she did not ask directly and waited for Zhou Zhaohe to take the initiative.

Zhou Zhaohe's eyes were empty and lifeless, and he continued slowly: "I had a dream."

"The dream was so real. In the dream, I succeeded."

"Wu Rong invaded the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"It's just that there is some discrepancy between the dream and reality. It was not Jing Han who ascended the throne in the dream."

"Jingxuan didn't survive either."

"There are many scenes in dreams that are similar but not similar to reality."

"Because it's a dream, many of the unreasonable things are actually quite reasonable."

Zhou Zhaohe paused after speaking: "But, I feel that it was not a dream, it really happened."

He looked up at Jiang Si, with expectation in his eyes, and asked word by word: "Do you think that was a dream?"

Jiang Si looked at Zhou Zhaohe for a long time, and it seemed that he remembered what he had done in the previous life.

She also saw the prayer in Zhou Zhaohe's eyes. He clearly knew whether it was a dream or not, but he still thought about Jiang Si telling him that it was a dream.

Jiang Si looked at Zhou Zhaohe, but she didn't get what he expected. She just whispered: "It's not a dream."

"These things did happen."

The light in Zhou Zhaohe's eyes dimmed instantly, and his whole body felt as if his soul had been taken away.

His lips moved but no sound came out. What he was thinking was that such a bizarre thing could not exist at all.

He expected Jiang Si to give him a negative answer, so that he would feel less guilty.

But Jiang Si didn't.

In Jiang Si's mind, this was what Zhou Zhaohe had done, so why should he deny it.

If he doesn’t remember the things he did, won’t they exist?

She just wants him to remember, to make him feel guilty and uneasy.

Let him live in regret all day long. This is a sin he committed.

Why can he not remember anything and live with peace of mind.

Jiang Si felt that even this could not make up for the mistakes she had made.

Jiang Si looked at Zhou Zhaohe's expression and said slowly: "I didn't end well in my last life either."

"The soldiers you brought in were humiliated."

"Then I died.",

"Zhou Zhaohe, you should know the crimes you have committed."

"You should know that you have already sorry to many people."

"Even if you die thousands of times, it's not enough. Those people have nothing to do with you. It's you who's sorry for them. It's you who hurt them."

"Not only the women of Dazhou, but also the people of Dazhou."

"And how many of those soldiers died at the hands of Wu Rong soldiers because of you."

"Thousands of dead souls exist because of you."

"You're damned if you want to do it again."

After Jiang Si finished speaking, Zhou Zhaohe's eyes moved, and he echoed what Jiang Si said: "I really deserve to die."

After speaking, his voice was trembling, and then he huddled in the corner with his head in his hands.

He kept mumbling: "I am sorry for you."

"I hurt you."

"sorry Sorry."

At this time, Zhou Zhaohe had completely lost consciousness, as if he had fallen into hysteria.

Jiang Si only glanced at him without much sympathy.

Since she had all the memories of the original owner, the pain that the original owner had suffered was like she had experienced it personally.

She hated Zhou Zhaohe with all her heart.

He is the one to blame for his current fate. This punishment is not enough, not enough!

When Jiang Si came out of the prison, Zhou Zhaohe didn't react at all. He was trapped in his own world and couldn't extricate himself.

After returning, Jiang Si looked depressed, and Zhou Jingxuan did not ask her what Zhou Zhaohe had said to her.

He just stood beside her silently and told her: "I'm here."

"you have me."

Jiang Si's originally depressed mood instantly improved a lot. Yes, nothing happened now.

Nothing that happened in the last life will happen again.

At noon on the second day, news came from the prison.

Zhou Zhaohe died.

The floor of the entire cell was covered with remorse and apologies written in blood.

The words "I'm sorry" are so densely packed together that they all look a little scary.

In fact, it was not much of a surprise for Jiang Si to be like Zhou Zhaohe.

Zhou Jingxuan was stunned for a moment, and then felt a little sad. This was considered a good ending for him.

Ever since Jiang Si told him about Zhou Zhaohe's success and Da Zhou's situation, he had no other feelings for Uncle Wang.

Now everything is over.

Jiang Si turned to look at Zhou Jingxuan: "Do you have anything to ask me?"

After all, after she went to the prison, Zhou Zhaohe died in the same way.

Zhou Jingxuan straightened her body, forcing her to look at him, and said seriously: "Asi, you and I are husband and wife!"

"You don't trust me?"

Jiang Si blinked and asked subconsciously: "But he died after I left. You don't want to know the reason."