Chapter 1832: Chapter 1825: Rebirth in This Lifetime, She Has Yihan

Zhuo Junli let out a self-deprecating laugh, “When the birds are gone, the good bow is hidden. Our Leng family, for generations, has to serve your Jun royal family.”

“A family loyal and righteous, isn’t that why your son entered officialdom?” Chu Yihan raised an eyebrow. He had once glimpsed Zhuo Qingyu and saw in him an image of himself and Zhuo Junli from decades ago.

They would only surpass the past.

Zhuo Junli, unwilling to argue with Chu Yihan, a patient, dragged him off to eat. During the meal, he was rather reluctant to part with his daughter, but he noticed that although Zhuo Wenyuan was sad to leave home far away, she did not seem afraid of Qin Yu.

She wore at her waist a dragon-shaped jade pendant, a symbol of imperial identity.

Zhuo Junli sneered, realizing it was beyond his control.

However, when Chu Yihan bid him farewell and reminisced about their youth, he felt the man might be getting old, starting to ramble.

But as Chu Yihan and Su Yingxue left together, Zhuo Junli looked at their departing figures and couldn’t help but sigh, “Time flies, and the years pass by relentlessly.”

Fate spares no one.

In their youth, both he and Chu Yihan had been spectacularly successful, but in the end, they each had their own fate. He merely retired to enjoy his days, yet Chu Yihan coughed more frequently, his steps growing unsteady and frail.

“Husband, it’s getting cold.” Yun Sijin took a cloak to drape over him.

Zhuo Junli held her hand and smiled, “This life has passed too quickly.”

“Your hair is already white.” Yun Sijin’s slender fingers gently caressed Zhuo Junli’s temples, and he embraced her waist, sharing a passionate kiss.

What of the white hair?

With her, he shall grow old together in this life.

Su Yingxue took Chu Yihan away from Leng Residence, intending to ask if he wanted to enter the palace again to see Heng’er, but Chu Yihan shook his head slightly, “We should leave.”

Seeing him like this, Su Yingxue helped him onto the carriage, her eyes quietly reddened.

Chu Yihan let her lean on his lap, softly comforting, “We’re no longer children, why feel sad?”

“What nonsense, I’m not sad!” Su Yingxue sniffed, her nasal tone heavy, her heartache felt even without seeing her face.

For years, she had strived to preserve Chu Yihan’s health.

But still…

“I have no regrets, to have you accompany me in this life is already a blessing. Just that, I frequently dream of something.” Chu Yihan gently stroked her cheek, a bit puzzled.

Su Yingxue turned in his embrace, lifting her head, “What dream?”

“I dreamt of your death, at a mass grave, and when I went searching for you, I found only a heap of remains, limbs severed. I stitched your body back together, then brought you home, wed you…” The atmosphere in the dream was extremely eerie, even he found it strange upon reflection.

Yet the dream was so vivid, like he truly witnessed, Su Yingxue was merely a mangled corpse, and he desperately wanted to marry her remains and be with her forever.

Warmth filled Su Yingxue’s eyes, “This dream… were you afraid? Do you regret it?”

Wasn’t this how Chu Yihan from the previous life married her?

That blood-soaked wedding dress amidst a mountain of corpses, its red blinding, scorching the eyes.

“Just felt it was peculiar. How could there be talk of regret when the one I love is you?” Chu Yihan bowed, touched her forehead with his, whispering softly, “If there is a next life, if there are lifetimes to come, I will still marry you.”

Su Yingxue wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, leaning into his embrace, utterly content.

Reborn into this life, having Yihan, she has no regrets any longer.

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