Yan Chen regretted it. He should hide Ye Wanwan completely so that no one could see her.
In the end, Zhao Zhuo still saw Ye Wanwan, even if it was just for a brief glance.
Zhao Zhuo knew that there was the art of disguise, that corpses could be faked, and he had read about some medicine to fake death in his miscellaneous notes.
He didn't believe that Ye Wanwan was dead. After all, Yan Chen couldn't see much pain in that way. If Ye Wanwan was really dead, how could he still be so calm.
Ye Wanwan lying in the coffin looked so alive, it didn't look like she was dead at all, she was just sleeping. She was just asleep.
"puff!"
Before he could get on the carriage, Zhao Zhuo suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood and fell to his knees on the ground, his heart seemed to be torn apart.
His reason is still there. His brain can deceive himself and others, but his heart cannot.
"emperor!"
No one can empathize more than Lin Zheng.
Zhao Zhuo clasped Lin Zheng's hand and resisted the darkness in front of his eyes: "Go back to the palace."
Zhao Zhuo did not admit that Ye Wanwan was dead. He could not admit it no matter what, but his body seemed to be separated from his reason.
The more clearly he told himself that this was a lie, the more painful his body became, as if his heart was being pinched by someone, and he finally fainted from the pain.
"Madam...Wanwan..."
Lin Zheng drove away all the palace people and personally guarded the unconscious emperor.
Zhao Zhuo was lying on the bed, and he was sitting on the ground. The scene he just saw kept appearing in his mind.
The emperor didn't want to admit it, and he didn't want to admit it, but the fact was that it was indeed Ye Wanwan, and she was indeed gone.
Holding his knees and curling up together, he recalled the time when he stayed by Ye Wanwan's side as a subordinate, as if he could feel the emperor's pain firsthand at this moment. He knew that this was not the emperor's, but his own.
Just sympathy for each other.
The emperor was too reclusive to express his thoughts openly, so how could he dare to let others know about his inappropriate delusions?
When the person is alive, it is a relief to see him occasionally. When the person is gone, even the slightest trace of delusion is gone.
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Ye Wanwan...she knew she was dead, and it wasn't the first time that she felt her soul being ripped out of her body.
Every time I leave the body and come back, it's like dying and coming back to life. The more times I go out, the more I get used to it...
But this time was different, she knew she couldn't go back.
His lungs and heart were shattered, his blood flowed cleanly throughout his body, his body was completely cold, and he could no longer die.
Even if you go back, you won't be able to survive. That's called corpse fraud.
She saw Yan Chen's pain in her eyes. She watched him wipe her body and sleep with her. She watched him make embalming herbs to keep her body from rotting. She watched him put on her wedding dress and live.
Marrying turns into marrying to death.
It was strange, it was her who died, but the pain in her heart was no less than that of Yan Chen.
Different from the last time she died at the hands of Zhao Yi, this time she also died aggrievedly. She was still killed by Ye Zhaoru, but she didn't complain.
The relationship between father and daughter has long been established, and the only thing she cares about is the blood relationship. After all, she is Ye Zhaoru's daughter.
Now this sword has completely severed all ties. From now on, she has nothing to do with the Ye family. One life is enough to pay for it.
Now she only has Yan Chen, and she is Yan Chen's wife.
After giving up everything, Ye Wanwan felt that her heart was filled to the brim by Yan Chen, and she no longer needed to hold back her love for him.
There is no resentment and unwillingness from the past life, no restraint in this life, and she no longer feels that her emotions are weak. She always feels that she is controlled by fate, choking her throat and making her breathless.
At this moment, she was completely dead, her resentment dissipated, and the pressure disappeared. She seemed to have become a complete self, and her emotions and desires were completely restored.
But she is dead!
Everyone was dead and the bodies were so cold that she couldn't go back even if she tried her best, not even to fake the bodies.
Ghost has no tears, but she really wanted to cry.
Floating in front of her coffin, Ye Wanwan recalled the scene in her previous life. Zhao Yi, Ye Zhaoru and the Queen Mother were showing off in front of her coffin. They gave her hell on earth, but they responded with the tone of a benefactor, which was extremely hypocritical.
At that time, she was filled with resentment and wished she could turn into a ghost and die with them.
Now, in the same scene, she died again.
She still wanted to struggle, but not for revenge or resentment. She just wanted to touch her husband who was so sad that he was about to be broken, and tell him that she was still there.
But people and ghosts have different paths, and she can't break that barrier.
Even because she didn't have enough resentment, she couldn't stir up the evil wind and blow out the candlestick.
Sad and uncomfortable, especially when she saw the tenderness and grief in Yan Chen's eyes, she felt extremely distressed, but in the end she was left feeling depressed.
Feeling helpless and frustrated, uncomfortable and numb.
Yan Chen asked someone to calculate the day of burial. He was willing to let her rest in peace. There were still three days left. He just wanted to be with her and would not leave for a moment.
He did not take Ye Wanwan out of the coffin, but just kept her company here. When he was really sleepy, he leaned against the coffin and fell asleep. However, even when he fell asleep, his brows were furrowed tightly, as if he had had a very bad dream.
, within a short while, the whole person was sweating profusely, looking uncomfortable but unable to wake up, as if he was trapped in a nightmare.
Ye Wanwan let her body float down slowly. She wanted to wake him up and save him from pain, but she couldn't touch him at all.
"Huh?"
Ye Wanwan raised her hand. There was a red mark on her wrist. It was there before, but it was also there on the dead soul. The red color was like the petals of the other shore flower, which became more dazzling on her wrist, as if it were a living flower.
generally.
But what really surprised her was the red rope-like thing connected along the red seal.
One end was connected to her hand, and the other end spread toward Yan Chen, and finally appeared wrapped around his ring finger.
One is a living person and the other is a ghost. They are actually linked together at this moment. It is simply incredible.
Obviously it wasn't there two days ago.
Ye Wanwan was puzzled. Suddenly she saw the wedding clothes on Yan Chen, and then looked at the red silk lying aside. Could it be... a secret marriage!?
Because Yan Chen was secretly married to her, so he accidentally tied this red thread to her hand?
Yes, from the moment she died, her soul left her body. There was a force in the dark that always wanted to take her away. It was she who didn't want to leave and had been resisting that force to stay. But since she went to worship with Yan Chen
After that, that power was gone.
She is pulled away every time she leaves the body. It is impossible for her to disappear for no reason. It must be related to Yan Chen.
Ye Wanwan felt that she had found her true wish, and was instantly shocked. If this was true, then since there was a connection between her and Yan Chen, there shouldn't be anything she could do.
She quickly grabbed the red thread and kept pulling it towards herself, but this thread was very strange. She could stretch it infinitely, but she couldn't feel the pulling force.
Sure enough, this ghost thing cannot be concluded based on common sense.
She looked at Yan Chen. He was still trapped in a nightmare, and his body was shaking in pain. Even if she didn't know what he was dreaming about, her intuition told her that it must be related to her.
"Ah Chen..." Ye Wanwan slowly approached him and stretched out her hand to overlap with his red-lined hand, but still couldn't touch it.
She lowered her head and approached, unwilling to be unable to do anything. She gathered all the power in her body and followed her thoughts, rushing into Yan Chen's body.