After Pei Xiuyan came out of Ye Chuyan's cell, he returned to his cell and lay down on a ball of straw without eating, drinking or talking.
The jailer was worried that he was dead, so he would go in and check on him every time he burned incense. He found that his eyes were still moving and his breath was still breathing, and he breathed a deep sigh of relief.
One jailer couldn't help complaining: "It's really troublesome. You can't be idle for a while. Every now and then you have to go in and see if anyone is dead. How long will this end?"
Another jailer said: "Okay, stop complaining! If you die without execution, we will all be punished. If you persist, we will be executed the day after tomorrow."
"Hold on? The food delivery guy will be here soon. What if he still refuses to eat and dies of hunger?"
"Easy! Break off your jaw and pour it in. No matter what, you will be punished alive."
Several people were still discussing how to feed Pei Xiuyan, and the prison door was opened.
Shi Lu came in with a young man in red. He was young, no more than twenty years old. He had sharp eyebrows and tiger eyes, and his eyes were very bright.
There is a maturity and restraint that belies his age, and he is dressed in red and looks particularly eye-catching in this dark cell, like the flower of the other side on the road to hell.
The jailers stood up in a hurry, "Master Shi."
They called Master Shi, but their eyes couldn't help but look at the young man in red behind Shi Lu.
No one is allowed to visit prisoners on death row like Pei Xiuyan, except with special permission from the emperor.
Shi Lu allowed Pei Xiuyan to see Ye Chuyan alone the day before yesterday, and today he brought someone to see Pei Xiuyan, which was really unusual.
Shi Lu ignored everyone's questioning glances and said seriously: "You all get out."
The jailers looked at each other, not daring to ask anything and went out silently.
Shi Lu said to Wu Mu: "Young Master Wu, although you came in with the emperor's permission, I have to supervise here. Please forgive me."
Wu Mu clasped his hands and said, "I understand."
The emperor allowed him to come in person to let Pei Xiuyan press and leave the book. He was grateful enough and did not dare to ask for anything else.
Shi Lu opened the cell door, Wu Mu took out the letter of peace he had written in advance, went into the cell, and saw Pei Xiuyan lying motionless, he said nothing, took out the prepared ink pad, picked up Pei Xiuyan's hand, and pressed it on it. On the book of Li and Li.
After pressing it, he carefully put away the book, put it in his arms, and then walked out of the cell door.
Shilu quickly locked the door.
Pei Xiuyan rolled his eyes and said calmly: "What crime does Young Master Wu want to accuse me of?"
When he first came in, there were too many people holding evidence of guilt for him to sign and pledge. He was unwilling to admit the unwarranted crime, and for this he was punished.
After coming out of Ye Chuyan's place, he was like a puppet at the mercy of others for the past two days, allowing the jailers to take his hands and put fingerprints on the evidence of guilt.
He has long been numb to this.
Wu Mu stood outside the cell door and said in a cold voice: "Pei Xiuyan, I don't have time to lay out charges for you. You sent people to kill me but failed. Instead, you killed Mrs. Ye and the others. When you go to hell, someone will naturally come to settle the score with you." ”
"I came here today to prevent Ayan from sharing the same cave with you after his death."
Pei Xiuyan raised the corners of his lips and smiled.
"Ayan is my princess. Even if we die and are not buried together, she will still be my first wife. Even if you die in this life, you will never get her."
Wu Mu frowned, took out the He Li Shu, shook it open and said to Pei Xiuyan:
"Pei Xiuyan, you see clearly, this is the letter of departure that you personally pressed your fingerprint on, and the date of signature is the day of execution. In other words, from the day after tomorrow, Ye Chuyan will no longer be your princess."
Pei Xiuyan's originally dull face changed instantly. He suddenly sat up, causing the iron chains on his hands and feet to rattle.
He saw Wu Mu standing outside the cell door, wearing a bright red dress, particularly dazzling, as if he had transformed into another person, standing there as calm as a mountain.
On the piece of paper Wu Mu held in his hand, the words "Heli Shu" written on his head were extremely dazzling. At the bottom, there was the fingerprint he just pressed, which was as red as blood.
Pei Xiuyan rushed to the door of the cell, with veins bulging on his forehead, and reached out to grab what Wu Mu was holding.
Wu Mu silently took two steps back.
Pei Xiuyan's hands and feet were tied with hundreds of kilograms of iron chains, and he could not reach out of the cell door. He could only hold tightly to the iron railings of the cell door and roared: "Wu Mu, you are looking for death! Give it back to me!"
Wu Mu's face did not change color.
"Pei Xiuyan, the emperor has promised me to marry Ayan's corpse. From now on, Ayan will be my wife and will have nothing to do with you anymore. The emperor personally granted marriage to Ayan and I."
After saying that, he strode out of the cell.
Pei Xiuyan was furious and punched the cell wall hard, causing blood to flow from the back of his hand.
He faced Shi Lu, gritted his teeth and said, "Shi Lu! Are you plotting against me with Wu Mu?"
Shi Lu explained dryly, "It was indeed arranged by the emperor, and what Young Master Wu said is true." After he explained, he hurried out.
Pei Xiuyan stood there in disbelief, the blood all over his body seemed to have solidified.
There was only one thought in his mind: Pei Ye wanted to have nothing left after his death, not even leaving himself the identity of Ayan, his deceased wife.
No! He cannot die, he must live! He wants to tear up Wu Mu’s Zhang and Li Shu, and he wants Ye Chuyan to be his wife in life and death!
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Ye Chuyan felt very happy after watching Pei Xiuyan completely collapse that day.
This morning, the jailer took out a stack of evidence for her to sign, and she saw the words "Heinous crime, execution as soon as possible" written on it.
The jailer told her that she would be executed the day after tomorrow.
When she heard the news, her mood became extremely peaceful, and she just waited quietly for the execution to come.
She was thinking that if she had any regrets in this life, it would probably be that she could not see Wu Mu before she died.
That time in Tianlang Village, she didn't dare to turn her head to look at Wu Mu until she left. Unexpectedly, it would be a farewell forever.
However, it doesn’t matter if I don’t see you, because if I don’t see you, I won’t have any nostalgia for this mortal world.
She was meditating with her eyes closed and her legs crossed. When she felt someone coming into the cell, she couldn't help but open her eyes.
Wu Mu, dressed in red, was seen sitting in front of her, looking at her tenderly.
He has become much more mature, as if he has suddenly changed from a bohemian boy to a resolute and restrained man, but his eyes are still so dark and bright, and the thousands of stars in them are still so dazzling.
Ye Chuyan laughed silently.
It turns out that there really are gods and Buddhas, and they heard her wish. She reached out to touch Wu Mu's face, stretched her hand into the air, and then took it back.
This dream was so beautiful that she was afraid that she would reach out and touch nothingness.
Wu Mu held Ye Chuyan's hand and put it on his face, and said softly: "Ayan, it's me."
Ye Chuyan felt the warmth coming from her palms, and her mind went blank. She opened her mouth to speak, but after a long time, no sound came out, and tears rolled out unsatisfactorily.
"Ayan, don't cry..." Ye Chuyan looked haggard and sad as she cried. Every tear was like a hammer, hitting Wu Mu's heart hard, causing Wu Mu to almost suffocate in pain.
He hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of Ye Chuyan's eyes.
Ye Chuyan felt as if Wu Mu's fingers had burned her face. She pushed him away, stood up and turned her back. She suppressed her inner emotions and tried to keep her voice cold and calm.
"Young Master Wu, I have nothing to do with you, why are you here!"
Wu Mu is the legitimate son of Huang Shang. He still has a great life and future, but he is a prisoner about to die. At this time, she could no longer have anything to do with Wu Mu.
Wu Mu clenched his fists and his voice was harsh.
"Ayan, why don't you dare to look at me?"
"You are afraid of seeing me because you have me in your heart."
"You cut your blood for me, you lost all your inner strength for me, and you pushed me away again and again in order not to hurt me... How long are you going to keep pretending?"
Ye Chuyan stayed where he was, as if he had been struck by lightning.
Did Wu Mu know about the bloodshed?
Did he understand everything? Why is this happening?
How could Wu Mu think of his forgotten love at this time? This was so cruel to Wu Mu. If you fall in love with someone twice, you will be in despair both times and you will never be able to wait for a response.
Seeing that Ye Chuyan was silent, Wu Mu said to her thin back:
"Ayan, I came here today to ask for nothing else. I just want to ask you: In this life, if you are not Pei Xiuyan's princess, are you willing to marry me?"
Are you willing to marry me? These words made Ye Chuyan burst into tears instantly.
She gritted her teeth and turned her back to Wu Mu, clasping her hands together, digging her nails into her palms, pinching them until they bled, and then coldly uttered two words: "I don't want to!"
How could she be qualified to say yes? Her soul is riddled with holes, her hands are stained with blood, she is a dying person, she is the mud in the swamp.
Wumu is the star and moon in the sky.
How can the mud stain the stars and the moon?
Wu Mu's voice was tainted with deep sadness.
"Ayan, why are your shoulders shaking? You are lying, right? How can you be so cruel and unwilling to admit that you have me in your heart until your death?"
It’s not that I’m unwilling to admit it until my death, it’s that I’m not qualified to admit it. Thinking of this, Ye Chuyan could no longer control herself. She squatted on the ground, covered her face, and cried bitterly.
"Wu Mu, don't force me... My hands are bloody, my body is dirty, and I want to die with Pei Xiuyan. I am not worthy of you, and I don't deserve to say I love you."
"I beg you, forget me... You promised me underground in Tianlang Village that you would live well and live this life satisfactorily... When I die, don't break your promise and don't make me sad underground. …”
She almost burst into tears.
Wu Mu walked up to her, squatted down, held her shoulders, and forced her to look at him.
"Ayan, I will never break my promise to you. Then can you tell me, if there is no Pei Xiuyan in this life, would you be willing to marry me?"
Ye Chuyan raised her tearful eyes and met Wu Mu's eyes. They were as beautiful as the stars and the sea, and contained the gentlest and cleanest love in the world.
These dark and bright eyes have now become a soul-stealing weapon. Somewhere in her heart, a high wall began to collapse rapidly, and the feelings hidden behind the high wall surged out like a tidal wave.
She wanted to wallow in it forever. She wanted to be selfish and unruly for the last time at the end of her life.
She knelt on the ground, threw herself into Wu Mu's arms, hugged him with all her strength, feeling the hot temperature of his heart and rapid heartbeat, and said in a trembling voice: "...I am willing..."
"Wu Mu, the thing I regret most in my life is that I lost my memory and forgot about you after falling into the glacier when I was seven years old, and then fell in love with Pei Xiuyan."
"You fell in love with me twice, but I fell in love with someone else after forgetting you. I'm sorry... I'm sorry... If I could do it all over again, I would marry you... I want to stay with you for the rest of my life..."
Wu Mu hugged her with his backhand. The person in his arms was as thin as a butterfly with broken wings, as if he would disappear at any time.
But he lowered his eyebrows, laughed softly, and carefully pressed her against his chest.
This moment, he had waited for so many years, finally arrived.
In fact, if there is no response from the loved one, separation in life is more painful than farewell in death.
Now, he has waited for Ye Chuyan's "I do", and he has nothing to ask for in this life.
He hugged Ye Chuyan tightly.
"Ayan, with your words of willingness, my life has been fulfilled. I will keep my promise and marry a wife immediately after your death. I will accompany her to watch the sun rise and the moon set every day, and watch the tides and clouds rise with her. Yong, I will accompany her to live this life smoothly and happily."
Ayan, you are the wife I want to marry.
I love you regardless of time, life or death.
Loving you has already become a habit and a part of my body and soul.
This love does not require long-term companionship to maintain, and every moment can withstand the vicissitudes of life.
The love you respond to, even if it is only for a moment, is enough to bring me endless joy.
What's more, you will spend the rest of your life with me as my wife.
Thank you for making my life complete.
