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That year, she was fourteen and he was sixteen.

It is the beautiful years when love begins.

The emotions of young people are the simplest and most intense. On the day she was born, he gave her his beloved BMW Hongyun and gave her his most sincere affection.

Helplessly, the two lovers failed to become a couple and were separated by Empress Dowager Zheng. One was married to the wife of the Wang family, and the other was married to a noble daughter of the Fan family. In the end, they both became pawns in a political marriage. BMW Hongyun was also left idle in the stable until he died of old age...

The past has never really faded away, and is often suppressed in the deepest part of my heart. At this moment, it suddenly came to my mind.

Jiang Shaohua felt a sharp sourness in his nose.

Fortunately, the most shocking moment has passed.

The moment she heard Peng Sihai's name, she had the most absurd guess in her mind. The moment he saw Hong Yun, the suspicion in his heart was verified and became an unavoidable fact.

Zheng Chen, like her, was reborn with regrets from his previous life.

He had no reason to come to see her in person, so he asked Peng Sihai to send Hongyun on his behalf. He wanted to use this move to tell her that his feelings for her had never changed.

But what about her?

After her previous husband Wang Jin died unexpectedly, she rejected him in order to raise her son.

In this life, she chose another path. This road has no intersection with him, and will eventually part ways.

"No reward for no merit," Jiang Shaohua clearly heard his calm voice: "My princess and Young Master Zheng have never met, and there is no friendship or contact. This princess will not accept this generous gift."

"You take the BMW back and convey the princess's words to Young Master Zheng verbatim."

The princess' indifferent and tough attitude made Peng Sihai slightly uncomfortable.

The Zheng family was originally a prominent family in Daliang. In the more than twenty years since they became a descendant, the Zheng family has become more and more important in the court. After the late emperor passed away and Empress Zheng became the Queen Mother, the Zheng family became more honorable and wealthy.

My young father-in-law entered the palace at the age of six and accompanied the prince to study. He was both civilized and military, handsome and extraordinary, and many ladies in the capital secretly admired him.

The princess in front of her was indifferent to her young father-in-law's overtures and generous gifts. How heartless and cold these words are!

The princess's bright eyes glanced over: "This princess said it so clearly, don't you understand?"

Peng Sihai's heart trembled, and he responded quickly: "I have written it all down, little one."

"Now that I've written it down, don't waste time and immediately set off back to Beijing to resume your duties. Take this BMW back with you." Jiang Shaohua's face was cold and unkind: "Also, tell Zheng Chen that he is not allowed to send any more in the future. People come to harass this princess.”

Peng Sihai was displeased, he suppressed his anger and responded, stretched out his hand to hold Hongyun's reins, and walked away.

Hongyun seemed a little reluctant, and neighed loudly. Her nose hurt from being pulled by the reins, so she had to step forward with four hooves.

Jiang Shaohua stared intently, with a faint glimmer of water in his eyes.

Until the red cloud completely disappeared from the corner of her eyes, Jiang Shaohua finally withdrew her gaze. No one could see the sadness in her eyes except Song Yuan who was the closest.

"Uncle, don't ask anything." Jiang Shaohua's voice was a little erratic, and there was some indescribable fatigue and weakness. "I want to be alone for a while."

As expected, Song Yuan didn't ask anything, and escorted the princess back to the military tent, and then stood guard outside the military tent.

Yinzhu and Tubai also withdrew from the military tent.

Two maids gathered together and whispered: "This Young Master Zheng is really ridiculous. He sent a horse here for no reason. Our princess is sitting in Nanyang County, and the palace has dozens of horses. Do you want any good horses?" ?" "Isn't it? It's ridiculous to want to use a horse to show your favor to bribe the princess."

"The princess confiscated this gift and drove everyone away. However, why do I see the princess looking so worried..."

Song Yuan didn't want to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two little maids, so he walked away a few meters quietly, changed sides and continued to guard outside the military tent.

Yinzhu Tubai had long been accustomed to Commander Song's style and continued to mutter.

"Anyway, it's true that the princess is not in a good mood. She even kicked us two out."

"The cook in the kitchen is mediocre and can't make pastries. I'll make a pot of scented tea later and make something delicious to make the princess happy."

……

Jiang Shaohua was lying on the bed, covering his face with his sleeves.

The warm liquid at the corner of his eyes soaked into the soft sleeves before it could slip off. Soon, a small piece of the sleeve was soaked.

I don't know how long this posture lasted. Later, Jiang Shaohua fell asleep in a daze.

In his sleep, eighteen-year-old Zheng Chen's eyes were red and he held her hand tightly: "Cousin Shaohua, let's leave the capital together and fly far away."

She endured her grief and withdrew her hand cruelly: "The imperial edict granting marriage has been issued. In one month, I will be the daughter-in-law of the Wang family. You will also marry a girl from the Fan family. This is the last time you and I will meet alone. From now on, don’t come to me again. Otherwise, if the news spreads, it will bring bad reputation to you and me."

The scene changed to four years later.

Dressed in plain clothes, she knelt in her husband's mourning hall, with her two-year-old son beside her.

Zheng Chen came to the mourning hall to express his condolences. Regardless of everyone's surprised gazes, he leaned down and said to her: "Cousin Shaohua, you are still young and have a long life ahead of you. Do you want to remain a widow for Wang Jin? Just follow me!"

She held her son's chubby little hand with trembling hands: "I still have Yu'er, and I will not leave the Wang family. I want to raise Yu'er to adulthood."

Zheng Chen's angry and disappointed face gradually disappeared, and the next moment, it became clear again.

This time we met, it was many years later. At that time, Zheng Chen was already the new Duke of Anguo and an important minister with great power in the government. After Wang Rong died of illness, the Wang family gradually declined and was suppressed by Zheng's gang members in every possible way.

He stood in front of her, his expression already filled with the look and light of a powerful minister: "Cousin Shaohua, you have been a widow in the Wang family for more than ten years. Wang Yu has grown up. You are worthy of your husband who died young and your son. Can you consider it now? Marry me again?"

She was silent for a long time before she spoke: "Zheng Zixian, tell me, when Wang Jin accidentally fell off his horse and died, was it your fault?"

He was no longer a moody young man. Hearing these heart-wrenching words, he actually laughed: "Does it matter whether it is yes or no? You have identified it in your mind that it is me, so what can I say to argue with you?"

"I just ask you, are you willing to marry me?"

In the last scene, she had drunk the poisoned wine. There was excruciating pain in his abdomen, black blood overflowed from his mouth, and his vision was blurry. He rushed to her side, held her in his arms, and called her by her given name while crying: "Shaohua! Shaohua!"

Zheng Chen, you and I have been entangled for half a lifetime, whether we love or hate, it's all over.

She sighed her last breath, closed her eyes and died.

"The princess!"

A familiar voice sounded outside the military tent, causing her to wake up from her long dream.