Chapter 1218: Live up to Yun Zheng and Bei Huan

After a frantic run, Jia Yao arrived at Wolf God Mountain.

The traces of yesterday's sacrifice to heaven are still there, and the ribbons used for praying are still flying in the wind.

But there was no more hustle and bustle than yesterday, only she was there.

The statue of the Wolf God still stands there, and the Wolf God's eyes seem to be able to see through everyone's heart.

Jia Yao jumped off his horse and slowly walked towards the statue of the wolf god.

As he rode along the way, the pain in Jia Yao's body seemed to be slightly worse than before.

But as she came before the wolf god statue, all the pain seemed to disappear.

Or maybe she had completely forgotten the pain.

Jia Yao walked step by step to the Wolf God and looked up at the tall statue of the Wolf God.

Faintly, Jia Yao seemed to see the Wolf God's gaze falling on him.

After a long time, Jia Yao slowly knelt down under the statue of the Wolf God and rested his head on the ground devoutly.

"You'd better pray that you don't fall in love with me, and don't let me fall in love with you!"

"Otherwise, I will kill myself in front of you and make you feel guilty for the rest of your life!"

The oath he made in the past once again echoed in Jia Yao's mind.

She never forgot her vow.

Once upon a time, she thought that gods were illusory.

Now I know that God is in my heart.

The promise she made to the gods was deeply engraved in her mind, devouring her soul and tormenting her heart.

After a long time, Jia Yao slowly raised her head and looked up at the statue of the wolf god with tearful eyes.

"Wolf God, Jiayao has never forgotten his oath."

"But Jia Yao has already fallen in love with Yun Zheng, and Jia Yao cannot commit suicide in front of him."

"Jia Yao is so scared of seeing him sad, and even more scared of not wanting to leave him!"

"Jia Yao will break his promise just this once! If the Wolf God wants to punish you, let it be on Jia Yao alone."

"I pray that the Wolf God will protect the people of Beihuan and allow them to thrive from generation to generation..."

Jia Yao murmured to herself, tears streaming down her eyes and sliding down her beautiful face.

She loved Yun Zheng very much.

She knew that Yun Zheng also loved her very much.

She is not afraid of death, never has been.

But she was so scared!

She was afraid of seeing the person she loved most heartbroken.

She was afraid to meet the gaze of the man she loved most.

When she thought about herself committing suicide in front of Yun Zheng and the pain that Yun Zheng would have to endure, her heart ached as if she was being bitten by thousands of insects.

She really hoped that Yun Zheng would always be the lovably bad Mr. Yun.

She wished she were the carefree Miss Zaza.

But, after all, only under that cliff are they the real Master Yun and Miss Zaza.

Jia Yao's tears kept flowing.

Every little detail about what happened between her and Yun Zheng kept flashing through her mind.

They met for the first time at the outpost at Langya Pass.

At that time, Yun Zheng was in great glory.

At that time, I had already been defeated by him.

I thought that after Yun Zheng seized the military power of the Northern Palace Army, Emperor Wen would at least cut off the Northern Palace Army's supplies, making the Northern Palace Army unable to fight again and allowing Beihuan to recuperate.

However, I underestimated Emperor Wen's courage.

If she were given the chance to choose again, she would definitely agree to marry Yun Zheng in that outpost.

In that case, there wouldn't have been a series of wars afterwards, and my father wouldn't have been beheaded.

How wonderful it would have been if the marriage had taken place at that time!

She originally thought that she would hate Yun Zheng for the rest of her life.

However, she eventually fell in love with Yun Zheng.

It turns out that every little bit of love can really converge into a river and dilute many things.

But even if this is a rushing river, it will never be able to cross the mountain that lies in one's heart.

Perhaps, as Emperor Wen said, there will always be times when people have to compromise in their lives.

It is easy to compromise with others, but difficult to compromise with yourself.

Especially someone like her.

After a long time, Jia Yao slowly stood up and looked towards the direction of the king's tent with tearful eyes.

"Yun Zheng, please forget about Jia Yao!"

"Please, always be the Yun Zheng that Jia Yao loves and hates!"

"If there is an afterlife, Jiayao will definitely be your woman again, a good wife who takes care of her husband and children..."

Jia Yao's tears never stopped, as if she wanted to shed all the tears in this life.

She didn't dare to recall every detail between her and Yun Zheng.

She thought she was strong, but now she realized how weak she was.

Perhaps, when they fell off that cliff, she had become a coward.

A gust of wind blew over, and Jiayao's long hair fluttered in the wind.

In her long hair, silver threads danced lightly, like the waves of a mountain stream, or like a meteor streaking across the night sky.

"I give you a little red flower, blooming on the new branch you grew yesterday..."

She didn't want to recall, but still sang softly.

She had a sweet smile on her face, but her eyes were filled with tears.

The blend of smiles and tears is like a sad and beautiful painting.

"I give you a little red flower, blooming at the end of the world where cattle and sheep are everywhere."

"Reward you. No matter where you go, you will forget me..."

This little red flower was given to her by Yun Zheng.

She changed the lyrics and hoped to dedicate this song to Yun Zheng.

Faintly, Jia Yao seemed to see Yun Zheng's cheek.

There was no smirk on Yun Zheng's face, only pain and tears.

She seemed to see the man she loved deeply going crazy because of her departure.

She didn't want Yun Zheng to suffer.

However, she still couldn't get over this hurdle in her heart.

Only she knows her torment and pain.

She has hated, loved, and indulged!

She had tasted the feeling of perfect harmony and gave herself completely to Yun Zheng.

She lived up to Yun Zheng and Bei Huan.

She has no regrets anymore.

It was worth her coming to this world.

"Yun Zheng, I'm sorry!"

"Jiayao lied to you. Jiayao can't accompany you for the rest of your life."

"In the next life!"

"In the next life, Jiayao will definitely be a good wife!"

"In the next life, we will continue our relationship!"

"Didn't you say that if someone dies at the age of ninety-seven, he will wait on the Naihe Bridge for three years?"

"Jia Yao has been waiting for you for hundreds and thousands of years..."

Jia Yao slowly closed her eyes and let the tears flow down her face.

She raised her delicate hand, slowly reached into her arms, and took out a golden knife.

That was the golden sword of her mentor, Bambu.

It was this golden sword that made all her schemes a joke.

It was also this golden sword that crushed the body of my mentor, Bambu.

Now, it is still this golden knife that brings me complete freedom.

The golden knife was icy cold and seemed to be still humming, as if it was the consolation of her mentor, or the spirit of her father in heaven welcoming her, or the retention of the man she loved deeply.

The expression on Jiayao's face kept changing.

Pain, confusion, tenderness, attachment...

In the end, all the expressions merged into one of determination.

She hoped that all of this would be blown away by the rain and wind like withered flowers.

scattered.

Annihilation.

No trace!

"锔..."

Jia Yao suddenly pulled out the golden knife and slowly moved it towards his jade-like neck...