She refused to marry.

No matter how much she shouted, the men in the yard didn't budge an inch.

Yuan Zijin knelt beside Ying Zheng. "Young Master said he wanted to leave with dignity. Miss Su, this is a letter he left for you."

Su Wanwan took the letter, unfolded it, and found a pair of rings.

To Wanwan:

Not being able to see you in your wedding dress is a source of deep regret for me.

It is my greatest regret in life that I was unable to marry you.

I have one more thing to ask of you: I only wish that Wanwan would prepare my body for dignified burial and personally inscribe my name on the coffin.

If I am reborn, I will definitely find you first in my next life, so that we will never miss each other again.

After putting down the letter, Su Wanwan buried her face in Ying Zheng's chest and cried uncontrollably.

All the things from the past came flooding back to me.

Scenes of Ying Zheng using her, protecting her, making her laugh, and coaxing her to take her medicine flashed before my eyes.

She was wrong; she shouldn't have gone to Lu Huai'an.

He wouldn't have died if he hadn't sought out Lu Huai'an.

Why?

"No, there's still hope. He will definitely come back to life."

"It definitely will."

There must be a way.

Su Wanwan walked to Yuan Zijin's side, took out Yuan Zijin's dagger, and slashed her neck.

Once she dies, the world will surely start anew.

The crown prince will not die.

Thinking of this, the image of the emperor's disappointment and anger flashed through his mind. Looking at Ying Zheng lying coldly on the chair, he made up his mind.

He slid his hand down his neck.

"Su Wanwan!!!" A voice filled with anger rang out.

Then some force sliced ​​across her wrist, and with a "clang!" it bounced off the dagger, which then fell to the ground.

The courtyard gate was pushed open at some point, and Feng Chenjun stood at the door in a wedding dress.

"Your Majesty..." Su Wanwan looked at her husband with tears streaming down her face, her mind instantly clearing.

Feng Chenjun looked at Su Wanwan with a mixture of anger and coldness in his eyes, and finally stared at the person on the recliner in disbelief.

He strode to the lady's side and said coldly, "Send her to the capital immediately. Anyone who obstructs her will be executed on the spot. I will take full responsibility for any consequences that may arise."

He took out his waist token and threw it into Yuan Zijin's hand, "Go quickly."

Yuan Zijing looked at Feng Chenjun's token, and a million impossibilities flashed through her mind.

Qingshan knelt down and helped Ying Zheng up. "If we wait any longer, your master will really die!"

The man on the roof, who should have been poised to kill, jumped down hastily upon seeing this scene, shouting, "I'll escort the prince to the palace!"

Su Wanwan watched as the group quickly carried Ying Zheng away.

He didn't dare to look up for a long time.

Judging from the strength with which the emperor held her waist.

The emperor is angry.

Very angry.

After pausing for a short while, the emperor released his grip and walked away without looking back.

Su Wanwan hurriedly caught up and climbed onto the carriage.

The emperor's face was terribly gloomy.

The carriage traveled for about two hours. During those two hours, she called out to the emperor several times, but he did not respond.

She acted coquettishly, and the emperor frowned.

Finally, she had no choice but to snuggle up to him, and the two remained silent the whole way.

The carriage did not stop at the main gate of the Princess's residence, but at the side gate of the East Garden.

Su Wanwan was at a loss and followed them inside.

Xiao Xuanjing entered the study and turned to close the door.

Hearing the door being bolted, Su Wanwan wisely stopped at the doorway, squatted on the steps, and looked around at everything.

The East Garden has been decorated in a festive manner.

Starting from the garden gate, a red carpet about ten feet wide is laid out, winding around the screen wall, passing through the moon gate, and leading straight to the wedding hall in the center, like a red river that connects the entire garden.

Glass lanterns were hung from the tops of the pillars on both sides of the red felt, and the lanterns were covered with crimson gauze.

It's not clearly visible during the day, only a faint, warm halo of light shines through.

The pillar is wrapped with gold and red ribbons, which flutter like waves when the wind blows.

The original green pines and cypresses in the garden are now adorned with red ribbons tied to each tree. Some ribbons hang down with small golden bells at the ends, which jingle in the wind.

Hanging among the pine needles are strings of red paper cutouts of auspicious knots, twin lotus blossoms, and double happiness characters, layered upon layer, as dense as a profusion of flowers.

Everything in the garden stung her heart because of her actions that day.

If she really leaves today, and the story restarts, Feng Chenjun will never remember anything between them, and she will be the only one who gets hurt.

The king thought she was going to die for the crown prince, so he was heartbroken and refused to see her.

But how could she explain something like being reborn? And how could anyone believe her?

After a long while, a voice came from inside, "Today's wedding... is postponed."

The guard standing to the side scratched his head, bowed to Su Wanwan and asked for instructions, and Su Wanwan nodded.

The guard then went out to report.

Not long after.

People have arrived at the East Garden.

The one who arrived was the Grand Tutor.

He waved to Su Wanwan from afar.

Su Wanwan got up, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and walked to the Forget-Worry Pavilion.

"Greetings, Grand Tutor."

The Grand Tutor smiled kindly. "Miss Su, please sit down."

Su Wanwan lifted her skirt and sat down.

"Is Miss Su frightened?" The Grand Tutor gestured to a servant to pour tea.

Su Wanwan shook her head; her heart was now only for the Emperor and the Crown Prince.

One was on the verge of death, and the other was heartbroken by her.

"The young master's life is not in danger, Miss Su can rest assured," the Grand Tutor said slowly.

"Okay." Su Wanwan nodded, as long as he survived.

"Miss Su, aren't you worried about the young master? I heard that Miss Su wanted to commit suicide for the young master today. Is that true?" The Grand Tutor's gaze fell on Su Wanwan's face.

She was unmoved.

"Grand Tutor, what brings you to me today?" Su Wanwan looked up.

The Grand Tutor took a sip of tea, sighed, and patted his thigh. "I never force people to do things against their will, but today I really want to play the bad guy for once."

"Please speak," Su Wanwan said earnestly.

"Now that the Crown Prince has been deposed, His Majesty is seriously ill, and the Empress Dowager has returned to the palace, the court is currently leaderless. If the Empress Dowager regains power and the Eldest Princess assists her, the world will likely descend into chaos. Feng Chenjun is wholeheartedly devoted to the court, and he is the best candidate."

"So what?" Su Wanwan's eyes dimmed.

"So as long as he becomes related to the Qin family, the most prestigious of the powerful clans, through marriage, Lord Fengchen can focus on dealing with the court without having to worry about the powerful clans anymore." The Grand Tutor's tone softened.

"I know your feelings for the Emperor, and I know the Emperor's feelings for you. But Miss Su's actions today have truly chilled the hearts of Lord Fengchen and myself. Therefore, my intention is that as long as Miss Su is willing to give up this marriage, I am willing to lend a helping hand to the Su family in any way I can in the future."

Su Wanwan chuckled softly, "If it were His Majesty who were in trouble today, I would choose to go with him. I love him."

The Grand Tutor looked hesitant.

But how can a woman like two men at the same time?

"Does Miss Su mean that she likes both the Crown Prince and the Emperor?" the Grand Tutor pressed.

"I only have a past friendship with the Crown Prince. I first loved the Emperor but could not have him, and finally got my wish. My heart has always been with the Emperor. I have always loved the Emperor, but reality has limited my feelings for him." Su Wanwan said firmly.

"If that's the case, then why let His Majesty misunderstand?" The Grand Tutor frowned.

"I don't need to explain this to the Grand Tutor," Su Wanwan said, rising to her feet.

In the distance, a figure in a red robe stood under a locust tree. After listening to the woman's words, his brow finally relaxed a little, and he slowly strolled towards the study.