Chapter 1893
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No one in the entire Nanzhao Kingdom knew why the mute from the Mu Kingdom held such an important position in Prince Nan's heart. She didn't say a word, but she became the most important person in Prince Nan's heart.
Everyone thought that since Prince Nan had his first consort, he would soon have a second one.
After all, everyone in the Nanzhao Kingdom knew that the only woman Prince Nan loved was the Wu people's Saintess, Luo Qingchen.
But now, the woman he loved deeply was the woman Mu Guojin gave him. Although she was beautiful, she was a mute.
But reality slapped them in the face. Until three years later, Nan Yisheng only had this mute by his side.
A woman named Mu Xue replaced Luo Qingchen in his heart and became the most favored in the harem.
But perhaps the Emperor's love was too extravagant. That consort named Mu Xue suddenly fell ill, and it was very serious.
Prince Nan looked for all the famous doctors in the world, but they couldn't cure her illness. He could only watch her life slip away bit by bit.
In front of the sickbed, she pursed her lips and weakly opened her eyes.
Although her face was very pale, her eyes were bright and clear.
"Don't say it …" Nan Yisheng sat in front of her bed and held her hand tightly. He choked out: "I know what you want to say."
Luo Qingchen looked at his face. His originally charming face had a few more shallow wrinkles. Looking carefully, there were even a few strands of white hair.
Suddenly, she felt an inexplicable heartache …
He seemed to have aged overnight. The speed of his aging was so fast.
She slowly nodded to him and used all her strength to hold his thumb in her right hand. A drop of crystal tear fell from the corner of her eye.
In these three years, her life had undergone an earth-shaking change.
She couldn't speak, not a word. But no matter what she wanted to do or eat, Nan Yisheng could tell with just one look.
He seemed to be her voice, guessing all the words she couldn't say.
So in these three years, she never felt that not being able to speak was a painful torture for her. Instead, she established a special tacit understanding with Nan Yisheng.
But at this moment, the moment she was about to close her eyes, she couldn't say the words in her heart to him.
But he still said … that he knew …
"I'll be fine, don't worry about me …" He gently wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes and kissed her eyes with his thin lips. He whispered in her ear, "I'll still wait for you … Whether it's in this life or the next, I know you'll come find me …"
Those were the last words she heard before she lost consciousness.
Nan Yisheng really understood her. That was what she wanted to say.
Please wait for her … whether in this life or the next … please wait for her …
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At the end.
In the winter of the second year, when the first snow fell, the Heavenly Spirit Flower Array shone with a dazzling golden light.
At that moment, the golden light actually covered the bright moonlight. Everyone thought that a god had descended. Only he trembled.
A woman dressed in a moon-white brocade robe stood outside the formation. Her face was devastatingly beautiful, and her eyes were clear and carefree.
She picked up the lantern in front of Hua Ling's house and walked inside.
A man dressed in coarse cloth was watering the flowers on the windowsill. The air was filled with the faint fragrance of orchids.
"Nan Yisheng." She softly called out to him, her lips curling into a faint smile.
She could feel his back stiffen and the showerhead in his hand fell to the ground.
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