Hand over the rivers and mountains to please you: wrong to be the emperor's wife

Chapter 183 Ruan Shuyi

At the end of the queue, a woman walked forward slowly. She lowered her head slightly, her body trembling and shaking a little.

Jiang Yuan's eyes widened.
this person.
"She is." Pei Guqing paused, with a smile on her lips, "Ruan Shuyi."

Jiang Yuan might have had a glimmer of hope before, but when the woman raised her head, she disappeared completely.

The numb nerves in the fingers seemed to be a little painful, but Jiang Yuan clenched her fingers tightly at that moment.

Tightly, into a fist.

No, this is not Xiao Ruan.

Xiao Ruan was already dead, and under her nose, she was still holding her head and running away.

She's still buried in that garden, a garden full of flowers.

Instead, this gorgeously dressed woman with a frightened face in front of her.

"See empress empress, all blessings, empress." Xiao Ruan bowed respectfully, knelt and kowtowed.

Jiang Yuan took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

What does it feel like?
Well, it's like the feeling when my sister broke up with her and stopped facing her with a pure and innocent face.

That feeling of being betrayed and hurt.

It's not that she can't see what Xiao Ruan is thinking, but why did she expose it in this situation.

When she came here, she thought that she would no longer feel sad for anyone or anything here, and would no longer feel betrayed.

but
Here is a living example.

How long has she felt guilty and ashamed for Xiao Ruan?

Why did it take so long for her to return to the palace, Xiao Ruan didn't die, but didn't come to look for her?

This is a kowtow.

Does it mean that kindness is broken?

Sure enough, the little Ruan who would cry and smile and accompany her, and who would call her princess, was dead.

Now this, is the stranger.

Therefore, it is not worth her to waste any expression.

"Get up."

Jiang Yuan was thinking a lot, but there was no expression on her face, she was so indifferent as if she really didn't know the person in front of her.

The handkerchief in Pei Guqing's hand was almost torn, and she gritted her teeth in anger.

(End of this chapter)