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604 The first seven

Or maybe he has never really met Xia Zirou?

When he thought about this, Shangguan Qianyu's heart became even more depressed. The news he personally supervised and investigated was that Yan Qingrui's death was inseparable from Xia Zirou, which was also the reason why he felt deeper and more painful.

Why do he feel the most pity and trust the most? He thinks that the kindest and most perfect Zirou will be related to this matter?

She didn't admit it, but the flash of light in her eyes was still easily captured by him.

So his heart was already as cold as iron at that time.

She is married, it doesn't matter, he will still protect her.

She will not be by his side anymore. It doesn't matter. He is willing to aggrieved himself for her. Even if he is plotted against the prince like this and forced forward step by step, he is just trying his best to protect the fifth prince Jingquan and does not launch a counterattack because of her, because the prince is her Xia Zirou's husband.

She had saved him, but without her, he might have died in the wilderness.

She saved his life, how could he destroy her happiness?

But she ruined... a woman who had no grudges and no grudges against her.

Yan Qingrui, today is her first seventh.

It has been seven days, and in a blink of an eye, she has been tragically dead for seven days.

Shangguan Qianyu went to buy sacrifices himself and rode out of the city.

She died because of him, and Yan Hongyang had already broken off a father-daughter relationship with her, so he would definitely not care about her life and death. Leng Yuyuan is far away in Yunzhou, and he still doesn't know this news. Bai Xiaoxi chased Leng Yuyuan, so today, there is only a breeze or a bright moon in front of her grave?

His heart seemed to be pulled up, and it was extremely painful.

That woman was also a woman from Qingyang Wanxi, and a woman from Shuimu Tsinghua. If she was not regarded as a chess piece and became his princess, could she live a peaceful and peaceful life in the Yan family temple?

Because of him, her fate was changed.

Because of him, her already ill-fated fate was even more miserable.

If he didn't go to sacrifice to her, who would go?

Shangguan Qianyu smiled bitterly. Unexpectedly, during her lifetime, he always felt that her light and cold smile was so dazzling that he always wanted to break it, but he always didn't like it.

But now, what he thinks most often is her light and cold smile.

Without letting Zi Yang Mingyu follow, Shangguan Qianyu rode alone, left the East City Gate, rode his horse and whipped it, and headed towards the lonely tomb under Wangyun Peak.

The trees have not yet grown, and the graves are desolate. As the sky is dark, the wind blows the grass and the hares appear, it looks even more desolate.

Shangguan Qianyu got off his horse and walked towards the lonely grave step by step.

Monk Xuyun said that she would not suffer in hell and would not have any bad luck again, but is there really hell? Will there really be a next life?

A lonely tomb, a piece of loess, and a stone tablet.

There are only five simple words engraved on the stone tablet: "The Tomb of Yan Qingrui".

No identity, no ban.

She cut off the father-daughter relationship with Yan Hongyang, so she is no longer considered the daughter of the Yan family.

She is no longer the Princess of Qinghe, so she no longer has an imperial title.

Even if she did not cut off relations with the Yan family, as a married daughter, she could not enter the Yan family's cemetery.

She is the abandoned princess of the Qinghe Prince's Mansion, so she cannot enter the Shangguan family's ancestral tomb.

She was just an orphan girl and died of a disaster. Therefore, looking into the mountains and under the clouds became her burial place.
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