Qingdai took the cloak and walked to the imperial garden, and saw Bai Zimo walking alone.

Qingdai exclaimed, "Oh, Marquis!"

"Why, with a new master, I don't know how to pay my respects to your old master."

Qingdai: "I dare not, I have seen the marquis!"

"I heard that the daily meals in Baoyue Pavilion are more refined than those in Zhaoyang Palace. It's just noon. I will go and try them out and lead the way."

"Mr. Marquis, our lady is still in the Imperial Garden!"

"She is busy making love with the emperor. Let's go first!"

How could Jiang Lingyue be in love with Jun Beiyi?

She was stopped by Wei Yan.

Wei Yan: "Murong Xue, don't think you stand up for me, I will thank you."

Jiang Lingyue: "That's great, I didn't expect you to thank me. Shuangyun Palace is there, let's go, goodbye, never see you again! It's easy to leave and not send you off!"

"Murong Xue, you killed my father and caused the entire Wei family to suffer such a great disaster. Why do you pretend to be a good person?"

Xiangling: "What does your father's death have to do with our ladies? Your Wei family is planning a rebellion, and now it is a crime to be deserved!"

"If she hadn't proved my father, how could my father die that day! If she hadn't pretended to marry my cousin, how could the Wei family have had such a tragic thing!"

Jiang Lingyue: "Did I kill them? Bai Zimo, who killed your father, and Xuan Tiejun who killed your family. If you really want to find a murderer, then that person should be the emperor. Wasn't he right in front of you just now? Why didn't you shout at him? Why, I think you are bullying me and venting my emotions, right?"

After Jiang Lingyue finished speaking, she ignored Wei Yan and turned around and left.

Wei Yan shouted at Jiang Lingyue's back with great silence: "My cousin is happy to prepare for your wedding, but you deceived him like this! Even those who get married in the church find someone to replace him! Murong Xue, King Rui is sincere to you, but you let him down so much! Will your conscience hurt!"

Wei Changting died, and Jiang Lingyue felt guilty.

Because he deserves his sins, and because his death was originally in the plan of Jun Beiyi and Bai Zimo.

Jiang Lingyue felt guilty even though she had so many people in the Wei family died.

She didn't even know who they were. What did their life or death have to do with herself?

As for those soldiers who fell in pools of blood, no matter who they were loyal to, death was their destination as soldiers.

Only...one person.

Junbeichuan.

That day in the wedding room, the 18-year-old boy vowed to protect her and Jiang Lingyue was still vivid in his mind.

The boy who once told Jiang Lingyue with joy to take her to see her mother, and the boy who told everyone that he was going to marry her in front of so many people was gone.

Even before his death, the last sentence he said was still glad that he was not Jiang Lingyue himself, the person he was worshipped with.

Regardless of whether Jun Beichuan's feelings are mature or not, whether his ideas are naive.

But at least, he was sincere to her.

Because of this sincerity, Jiang Lingyue couldn't sleep when he died.

After leaving Wei Yan's sight, Jiang Lingyue did not rush back. She sat down in a corner of the imperial garden and stared at the ginkgo tree in front of her.

Xiangling squatted in front of her and said, "Miss, you are sad for King Rui, so you don't want to see the emperor, right?"

Jiang Lingyue raised her head to look at the sky. There is no smog or car exhaust in this era. The air is clean and sweet, and the sky is blue and pleasing to the eye.

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