Yan Zhe wanted to say something else, but he couldn't suppress the sweet taste in his throat. He turned around and spat out a large mouthful of dirty blood.
Under the dim candlelight, the man who fell on his back seemed to be feeling a bit of relief.
Amuyuan was puzzled as to why the young master rushed to the capital despite his serious illness. Now holding this imperial edict, he suddenly understood. The young master must have known that his end was approaching. If he did not enter the capital, this imperial edict would be buried in Qingguo forever. In the palace.
How many people covet this treasure
The young master is asking for this favor for others. He doesn't understand, but he seems to understand a little.
"Obviously not a close relative.
On March 13, Yan Zhe died of illness in the palace of the Duke of Qing.
He left quietly, not even a funeral flag was hung on the door of the Duke of Qing's Mansion, and no one was disturbed to pay homage. Only Amu took care of his funeral, buried him in the ancestral grave, and reunited with his parents.
Finally, he knocked on the door of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion.
"Madam, there is someone outside the door who claims to be an old man from the Qingguo Duke's mansion. He wants to see madam." Fu Mingjiao was about to wash up and rest at night when she heard that the maid came to report. She was quite surprised.
"Hurry up and invite me." Fu Mingjiao originally thought that there was news in the post sent to the Duke of Qing's Mansion, but she never expected
What we were waiting for was the news of Yan Zhe¡¯s death.
How could such a gentle and elegant man do this
Amu sent the imperial edict, and there were also a few letters that Yan Zhe never sent.
Fu Mingjiao flipped through the letter, looking at the delicate and gentle handwriting. His helplessness was told between the lines. The explanation for the lack of news for so many years was all in the letter. He confessed his differences towards her, the letter said.
When he saw her, he glimpsed the colors of all things. He didn't know whether it was her that moved his heart, or those gorgeous colors, which were things he never had.
He has also asked and searched everywhere, but he doesn't understand why in this black and white world, she is the only one, only she is the bright color.
He had some regrets, regrets that he had not met her earlier, regrets that this gorgeous color did not belong to him after all.
He said that he wished her peace and joy and a worry-free life.
When he was dying, he was thankful that he had at least seen those colors that he could not have.
The ink dries up, but Fu Ming bursts into tears. She is so lucky to be favored by him-
There are lots of traffic and high-rise buildings.
The brilliant neon lights lit up the entire city.
There seemed to be a figure standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, with straight and slender legs, a wide and narrow waist wearing a white shirt, slender fingers holding a red wine glass and gently shaking it. There was a notebook on the desk next to him.
In this quiet atmosphere, the computer made a beeping sound.
The man standing by the floor-to-ceiling window stopped shaking the glass and looked sideways. His handsome face was clearly revealed, and the familiar gentle and elegant air between his eyebrows made people's hearts beat. He walked sideways to the table and looked down. go.
"The world of words, the world of black and white"
"I see."
Yan Zhe pursed his lips and smiled, browsing the books and information on the computer desktop with his bright eyes. There seemed to be a somewhat incredible smile on his face, and there seemed to be a strange color that was out of the world. He straightened up and turned his head, looking at the colorful things in front of him. The bright world suddenly laughed.
He turned his head and reached out to pick up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp. His world had just begun.
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The first extra story is finished! ! ! From the moment I wrote the character Yan Zhe, I have already thought about his ending. Perhaps it can be said that there is an infinite unknown beyond the ending! whee.
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