I lost my horse after agreeing to a divorce with the crazy villain

Chapter 873 Never Blamed You

Yan Wu remembered this dream, and she also clearly remembered that it was not someone else who shot her, but this man who kept saying he missed her.

Although in this dream, she concealed his identity in the first place.

Although she designed everything.

But if he really meant it, wouldn't he be able to find it?
If he really cared about the so-called "Awu", how could he cherish it after losing it!
Yan Wu's sentimentality at that moment turned into indifference because of Jiang Xingzhi's words.

She pursed her lips and said nothing.

The horse led the two men and finally stopped at the place where Jiang Xingzhi shot Yan Wu.

The trail back then has been blocked by overgrown vegetation, and the road can no longer be seen at all.

The horse stood at the place where it had knocked the Empress off its back, neighing in its mouth, and its front hooves anxiously pawed at the grass on the ground.

This horse, it still remembers the back of the horse that knocked its master off in this place.

Not only Yan Wu was surprised, but even Jiang Xingzhi was too shocked to speak at this moment.

Yan Wu remembered that ten years had passed since her death.

In ten years, everyone in the world has forgotten what she looks like, but this horse still remembers her.

Yan Wu leaned over and put her face against the horse's neck. Her hands stroked its mane lovingly.

Said softly: "I never blamed you."

She remembered that she had been lying under the mountain road all night after being knocked off her horse.

The ground was cold, the night was cold, and the wind was also cold. She lay there, unable to move, waiting for death.

The feeling of waiting for death is actually more painful than death itself.

Does this horse think all this is because of it?
No, not because of it, nor because of Jiang Xingzhi.

All of this was Yan Wu's own design.

She doesn't blame the horse, nor Jiang Xingzhi.

Her voice was low, like a whisper, but Jiang Xingzhi heard it.

Jiang Xingzhi heard it clearly.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to take her into his arms, but his outstretched hand did not dare to come closer for a long time.

Everyone said that he had a deep love for the late emperor and his wife, and everyone said that his love for the late emperor was as deep as the sea.

But only he, only he and the late emperor knew what a despicable person he was.

Although he misses her, even though he thinks about her in his heart.

But, he didn't dare to see her.

He killed her with his own hands.

He even had a dream. In the dream, she had not yet died after falling from here, and she had been waiting for him with great expectation.

That dream was too real.

So much so that he felt that he was not even qualified to think about her.

Yan Wu got off his horse.

Jiang Xingzhi also dismounted silently and stood beside her.

Yan Wu pointed to the front and said, "There should be a road here. If you go down here, you can leave the palace and the capital city."

This is what she said back then.

Jiang Xingzhi wanted to see her. He was obsessed with her eyebrows and her facial features.

He even wanted to hug her tightly.

But, dare not.

He dare not.

He had killed her with his own hands.

In such a vicious and despicable way.

He is like a dirty existence, but she is clean and holy.

He felt that he was not even worthy to carry her shoes.

Yan Wu turned his head and looked at Jiang Xingzhi.

Because standing on the edge of the cliff, the wind was blowing.

The blow made her long hair fly and her jade belt fly.

She smiled, looked at Jiang Xingzhi, and asked, "Xingzhi, have you ever walked this road?"

Jiang Xingzhi has walked this road countless times.

(End of this chapter)