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

Chapter 878 No Love No Hate
King Xi: "Brother Huang always felt that he was sorry for the late emperor. Xiaobai ran into the woods that day and never returned to the palace.

Later, when the emperor went to look for it, he found that it jumped off the cliff where the first emperor fell and died.My imperial brother probably couldn't stand Xiaobai's departure, he couldn't afford to get sick. "

Xiaobai was the late emperor's royal horse and had accompanied him for many years. It was also the horse Yan Wu rode that day.

When Yan Wu heard what King Xi said, his first reaction was not that Jiang Xingzhi could not afford to die because of illness, but that her Xiaobai had died?

He actually jumped off a cliff and died?

If she had known, she would have brought Xiaobai back to the West Palace.

Then, when I thought about the reason for Jiang Xingzhi's death that he "couldn't accept Xiaobai leaving", I felt speechless.

Jiang Xingzhi probably felt that even though the horses were dead, he was still living, so he had no shame in living in this world.

By the way, since Jiang Xingzhi is dead, why is she still in this dream?
Yan Wu had always died earlier than Jiang Xingzhi before, and this was the first time he encountered such a situation.

Does she need to commit suicide to leave the dream world?

King Xi looked at Yan Wu and asked, "Do you still want to be the empress? If you want to be the empress, I can give you the throne."

Upon hearing this, Yan Wu hurriedly shook his head: "No, I don't want to be the empress at all. I'm fine now, very good."

The empress's harem has been disbanded by Jiang Xingzhi, so why should she be considered empress?

She now needs to think carefully about how to commit suicide with less pain.

King Xi stared at Yan Wu, his eyes fixed: "Then what do you want to be?"

Yan Wu thought for a moment: "I don't want to be your queen either. I don't want to go to the palace. I want to travel around the world."

Xi Wang seemed to have known for a long time that there would be such an answer.

Not surprised, he said "hmm", stood up, put on his cloak and tied it up, then turned around and said to Yan Wu, "I'm going to the palace. It's still early, so you can sleep a little longer."

It was still dark.

Yan Wu looked at the dark circles under Xi Wang's eyes, and wanted to say, "You should also sleep for a while," but then he thought that if Jiang Xingzhi died, there would be a lot of things in the court waiting for Xi Wang to deal with.

She simply nodded: "Okay, then you go ahead and I'll sleep for a while."

King Xi didn't leave, he looked at Yan Wu and continued, "Do you like Brother Huang?"

Yan Wu nodded: "I like it."

King Xi asked again: "Do you hate him?"

Yan Wu shook his head: "I don't hate it."

Xi Wang looked at Yan Wu silently.

Yan Wu met his gaze and smiled: "I really don't hate you."

King Xi tilted his head slightly and wondered: "Why don't you hate me?"

He didn't wait for Yan Wu to respond, and then said, "You don't seem to have much sadness when you learn about the death of the emperor brother."

Yan Wu nodded: "Yes."

She looked calm, without shame or guilt.

She said: "Life and death are impermanent, and each person has his or her destiny. Either you will be sad if you like it, or you will hate it if you like it. Although your imperial brother and I like each other, we each get what we need. I got what I wanted, and he Got what he wanted.”

The King of the West suddenly realized.

He nodded: "I understand."

But when he turned around, the expression on his face was already filled with sadness.

Not loving or hating is not due to reason.

It's because of no intention!
Go to the door of Xi Dynasty.

But when he reached the door, he turned around and looked at Yan Wu.

"Sister." He called softly.

It was the first time Yan Wu heard him call himself that.

Wei Wei was a little surprised and looked at him doubtfully: "Huh?"

King Xi smiled at Yan Wu.

He stood in the doorway beyond the reach of the candlelight, as if he were standing in the cold darkness.

Because of the black cloak, the whole person was shrouded in black.

Alone, looking a little lonely and helpless.

(End of this chapter)