It's better to imagine a boyfriend than to attack the villain

Chapter 132 World 8: Hello (End)

Bai Ze extracted from the killer the real purpose of their ambush in Yucheng.

They were all assassins employed by the He family of Jing State. Jing Qianju had been eyeing Yucheng for a long time, so He Lan sent many spies and assassins to sneak into Yucheng to gather information, and the assassins hid in the dark and were on standby at any time.

Later, He Miaomiao was very dissatisfied with Jing Qianju's behavior of searching for Yueyou everywhere. Although Yueyou was not a threat without the support of the empress dowager, she would not allow the emperor to focus on a woman who had nothing but her face.

So, she quietly sent Yue You's portrait to He's men, and ordered them to kill Yue You immediately if they saw her, to prevent future troubles.

Coincidentally, she met Yue You in Yucheng, and even more coincidentally, she accidentally entered the house where the killer was hiding.

Bai Ze sent people to post notices, announcing that Yucheng was willing to surrender to the State of Jing. Those who wanted to stay could stay, and those who did not want to stay could leave on their own. No matter how the people reacted, they would not change their minds.

Yucheng submitted a letter of surrender to the State of Jing. Within two days, the army of the State of Jing took over Yucheng, and the whereabouts of the Lord of Yucheng, Bai, were unknown.

In his letter of surrender, Wu Yi told Jing Qianju that the person he was looking for was in Yucheng, so he also came.

At this moment, Wu Yi, dressed in a red groom's suit, held the lifeless Yue You tightly in his arms. He had given Yue You medicine, waiting for Jing Qianju's arrival. He stood by the wall, surrounded by several trusted aides, facing Jing Qianju, who had hurriedly arrived with his soldiers.

Jing Qianju looked at the person in his arms and was stunned: "You'er...what happened to her?"

Wu Yi's face was calm as he slowly said, "Can't you see? She's dead."

"Did you kill her?" Jing Qianju's eyes widened as he stared at Wu Yi.

Wu Yi gazed tenderly at Yue You in her arms: "Wasn't it you, King Jing, who killed her?"

"Knowing she was suffering from the poison, in excruciating pain, and nearing death, they delayed her treatment. They even publicly announced their plans to find her, unleashing the wrath of the imperial concubines upon her."

Jing Qianju's face was filled with anger, and he shouted, "If you hadn't kidnapped You'er, I would have healed her long ago!"

Wu Yi sneered, "Really? I'm afraid that even after You'er dies of the poison, King Jing will still be immersed in the battlefield."

"You know, I was only one day away from detoxifying her. Twice, my You'er left me in her wedding dress, and both times, it was because of you."

Jing Qianju was unwilling to talk to him: "Return You'er to me. She is my concubine. Even in death, she still belongs to me."

Wu Yi laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "Your concubine? Jing Qianju, You'er once said that you would make an outstanding emperor, but you are not someone I can entrust my life to. She does not belong to you, nor does she belong to this place."

Jing Qianju frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Wu Yi did not answer him, but gave him a meaningful smile, then hugged Yue You, turned around, and jumped off the city wall without hesitation.

You'er, how great would it be if you had met me first?

He hugged Yue You tightly, a relieved smile on his face, and the two of them fell into the sea of ​​fire together. This was a special gunpowder that he had arranged for his confidants to ignite in advance. He didn't even intend to leave any bones for Jing Qianju.

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Three years later, the State of Jing united with its neighboring states, achieving a unified nation and changing its name to Great Jing. Jing Qianju officially became the founding monarch. Empress He Miaomiao gave birth to three princes in quick succession, fostering a deep bond between the emperor and empress. The nation remained stable and prosperous, ushering in the promised era of Great Jing's prosperity.

The Moon Palace lay derelict, overgrown with weeds, and the swing itself was covered in vines. The emperor had forbidden anyone from setting foot there, and he himself had never set foot there either. Thus, the place remained abandoned, and it was not until several generations later that it was razed to the ground.

Few people in the palace knew Yue You. As time passed, no one remembered her anymore, including Jing Qianju. As concubines in the harem changed, more beautiful, interesting, and charming women appeared, and he gradually forgot Yue You's face.

Until one midnight in his later years, he seemed to return to his youth in a dream. A fairy-like girl stood under the moonlight, looked back and smiled, and called sweetly: "Brother Qianluo."

That was the bright moon that belonged only to the young Qian Hu.

The old emperor lay on the hospital bed, looking out through the window. The sky was dim and dark clouds blocked the moonlight.

His eyes were filled with fatigue and helplessness, as if he had seen through the vicissitudes of the world.

This night was exactly the same as the night when Wuyi jumped off the city wall. There was no moon and no leisure.

Memories flooded into my mind. The once young and ambitious Jing Qianju has now become an old man.

He recalled the years of fighting on the battlefield, his meeting and falling in love with Yue You, and the hardships they had experienced together.

Time takes away everything, leaving only endless longing and regret.

The emperor sighed deeply, closed his eyes, and immersed himself in memories of the past.

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"Dear passengers, please take note. The train is about to arrive at its final destination - Jingdu Station. Please take your belongings with you..."

"Hello, hello, are you from Jing University?"

"Hello, are you from Jing University?"

The September sun was still hot. Even though the volunteers in red vests were sweating profusely, they were still enthusiastic and shouted at the station exit while holding school signs.

Yueyou dragged her suitcase and slowly followed the crowded crowd.

There were too many people, so she tried to keep a distance from them, and looked down at the ground slightly to avoid stepping on the shoes of the people in front of her.

Without looking up for a moment, he bumped into a wall of flesh. Yue You's first reaction was to bow his head and say sorry, but the person in front of him smiled softly and said, "It's okay. Are you a freshman at Jing University?"

"Yes." Yue You raised her head and met a pair of bright eyes, which were all about her.

Yue You stared at him blankly and blurted out, "Hello, have we met somewhere before?"

When these words were spoken, not only Yue You and the people in front of him were stunned, but also the volunteers around them.

Then one of the volunteers burst into laughter: "Brother Chen's charm is truly irresistible. Even the new junior sister is captivated by him."

"Ah! No, Brother Chen, take the little sister away quickly. Go, go, go, and stop competing with us for the other little sisters' admiring gazes."

Several male volunteers urged him disdainfully. He glanced at them as a warning, then looked helplessly at Yue You, whose face was flushed red: "Give me the luggage?"

"Oh, okay, thank you, brother."

It was not until she was sitting on the school bus that picked up new students that Yue You realized she was covering her face.

Help! This is so awkward! What did she say? Ah—is there a hole for her to crawl into? This is too embarrassing!

"Would you like some water?" A gentle voice rang out from beside her ear. Yue You murmured a thank you and took the water. Suddenly, she realized that the other person had not left but sat next to her. She couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Aren't you going to the orientation?"

"No, let's give the others a chance to shine." He looked at her gently and continued, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Chen Wuyi, I'm a sophomore studying archaeology in the History Department."

"I'm also an archaeologist!" Yue You's eyes lit up, "My name is Yue You."

"But I was transferred to this major, which seems to be quite unpopular." Yue You was a little disappointed that she couldn't go to her ideal major.

Chen Wuyi smiled and said, "Unpopularity has its advantages. Considering the reputation of our Jingda University, if you study this, you will definitely be recommended for graduation and guaranteed employment."

Yue You's disappointment instantly disappeared, and she looked at him with sparkling eyes: "Really?"

Chen Wuyi nodded: "There are less than 50 students in our major from four grades combined." The admission score of Jingda University is already high, and the university rarely expands enrollment, so there are even fewer people studying archaeology.

Yue You took out her phone and was eager to try: "Then can I add you on WeChat, brother?"

Chen Wuyi readily agreed: "If you have any questions, just ask me anytime."

During her four years at university, Yueyou felt she had a fulfilling and happy life. A senior student had been by her side since she started, teaching her many things and accompanying her to the library, the cafeteria, and outings. There were also many social projects and competitions, and Yueyou clung to his lap, winning countless awards.

It seemed like they had been together without anyone noticing, but Chen Wuyi did not skip the confession ceremony and confessed very seriously. They were together sweetly.

After graduation, Yue You followed his team to conduct archaeological excavations. Her only doubt was that her boyfriend seemed to particularly like digging tombs of the Dajing Dynasty, especially the tomb of the Dajing Emperor Jing Qianju, as if they had a deep hatred.

But her boyfriend liked it, so she joined him in digging.

The two met each other's parents. Yueyou had no idea that he was born into a military family. His father was a soldier with a high rank, and his mother was a lady from a prominent family. Wuyi took her surname.

Later, when they got married, they chose a Chinese-style wedding.

This time, the bright moon in her red wedding dress will never leave her young man again.

[008 Small World has been repaired.]