Chapter 49 Gift
Jiang Jiang was stunned for a moment.
chuckled.
"Hmm? How could I not be kind? I rewrote the prescriptions for the wound medicine and antidote I used for you over the years, copied them and put them on the bookshelf. Didn't you sort them out secretly?" Jiang Jiang smiled and replied to Qiang Huai, "There is also the wine I brewed under the Bodhi tree in the temple. I left it for you."
Jiang Jiang coughed again, and she tried to grab the handkerchief to cover the corners of her mouth to prevent the blood from flowing.
She leaned against the wall and tried to touch Qiang Huai's head with her backhand, but her strength only allowed her to touch a little above his chest. She changed her expression without making a sound, and in the end she only touched half of his soft hair.
Then he lost his strength. Jiang Jiang put down his hand without changing his expression and looked into the dark corner. "Stop making trouble, okay?"
She is so tired.
Jiang Jiang lay down exhausted and leaned on the pillow.
Her messy hair was scattered around the pillow, adding a touch of morbid beauty to Jiang Jiang.
"Ahem, has the full moon party started? Let's go see Yin Shuang. I'm a little tired and want to sleep for a while."
After saying that, Jiang Jiang gently closed his eyes.
Qiang Huai curled his lips. Although he was very reluctant, his legs subconsciously acted very honestly and he obediently went to see Yin Shuang.
The lights are bright, red silk is fluttering, and the sky is full of fireworks outside. Looking at the fireworks through the dead trees, it looks like a tree of silver flowers blooming and flames filling the sky.
It was autumn, but frost began to fall for no reason.
Just like what Jiang Jiang said when he named Yin Shuang.
The fireworks ended, the tiny particles disappeared into the darkness, and Jiang Jiang's life also came to an end. When the maid found her, Jiang Jiang's body was already cold.
Holding the golden chrysanthemum hairpin in her hand, blood dripped from the end of the hairpin onto the ground, forming a circle.
Qiang Huai held Yin Shuang in his arms and sat at Jiang Jiang's door night after night.
Yin Shuang was very well behaved and quietly accompanied Qiang Huai, as if she also felt the endless sadness and loneliness in Qiang Huai's heart.
Song Xuannian helped organize Jiang Jiang's funeral.
After the burial, Qiang Huai sealed and locked the yard where the princess had lived.
He moved out of the imperial city with Yin Shuang and went to the border to become a general and prince guarding the border.
Yinshuang is naughty, not at all like her mother, who is so quiet and well-behaved.
Qiang Huai was often troubled by Yin Shuang, so he had no time to reminisce or feel sad.
Fortunately, Yin Shuang is in good health and has extraordinary martial arts skills.
Yin Shuang never married in her life, which almost became a source of worry for Qiang Huai.
Until the eve of his death, Qiang Huai suddenly understood the meaning of Yin Shuang's existence and let go of the regret that Yin Shuang had never married.
Silver Frost was just a gift she gave him.
The best gift ever.
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After leaving the world, Jiang Jiang's first words were:
"The world is over, will my money still be there?"
【……exist.】
Jiang Jiang patted his chest and took a deep breath, "It's good to be here."
[Congratulations to the host for completing the first mission! ]
"Instead of talking nonsense like that, why don't you give me some gifts?" Jiang Jiang squatted in the corner, wet her fingers with saliva, and counted her money.
He turned his back to the system and used his arms to block the banknotes, fearing that bandits would steal his money.
[…Okay, I’ll give it to you. What do you want?] The system gritted its teeth, feeling unwilling.
"Money! Give me money!"
Although she didn't think the system would really give her any gifts, her loud voice was full of excitement and excitement.
[……] That's it? I thought she would make some unreasonable demands...
The system allocated a lot of money to Jiang Jiang.
The kind that could never be spent in a few lifetimes.
The system has nothing else but lots of money.
To the system, money is just a number, a string of data.
Is the system narrow-minded?
Or is the host too superficial?
