(Forwarded) Die Wei Su

The second edition is here, written by my friend, hope everyone likes it. Name: Yan Identity: Miss Anjia Personality: Lively What is endless happiness worth? Without you by my side, the world, even if conquered, is just an empty splendor. If life were only as it was at first sight, why would the autumn wind mourn the painted fan? He is the fourth prince, willing to give his beloved woman to his brother in order to seize the world. On the journey, she has always been with him. He knows it all but pretends not to because he does not want any more attachments. Although he has sacrificed so much, the road has not been smooth. Because the woman he sent away no longer loves him, and together with others, constantly schemes against him, she silently shields him every time. He remains indifferent, coldly treating her. Finally, he has a reason to take back what is his, but he does not expect that a moment of negligence in the final battle would put him in danger. When the long sword pierces the air, he thinks he is surely doomed. At that moment, he really wants to say to that gentle, calm, yet strong woman who makes him ache with concern, 'I'm sorry, in the next life I will find the Stone of Three Lifetimes for you, and inscribe our names.' He closes his eyes, awaiting death. A moment later, he does not feel the cold sword pierce him. Opening his eyes, he sees the pale, smiling woman in front of him. The bloodthirsty sorrow ignites in his chest. The painting of a land stained with blood—how can it compete with the tiniest vermilion between your brows? The peach blossoms are dyed with your blood. Just wanting to see you again, with tears falling like rain.