bayedsolid Chapter 108 Xu Wanwan: Resurrected from the Dead?
Chapter 108 Xu Wanwan: Resurrected from the Dead?
When Fourth Prince Murong Che heard Murong Feng's question, his expression remained icy, like a frozen pool that had never thawed. He parted his thin lips slightly and uttered three words: "Nothing." His voice was as cold as icicles in winter, utterly devoid of warmth.
Before he finished speaking, he turned around without hesitation, his resolute posture as if he wanted to sever ties with the whole world, and walked away quickly without looking back.
As Murong Feng watched the receding, lonely figure, his brows furrowed involuntarily. A heavy weight pressed down on his heart, making him let out a long sigh.
Seeing this, Shen Wanqing gracefully moved to Murong Feng's side. Her beautiful eyes were full of doubt and concern as she softly asked, "Your Highness, what's wrong? Who is that young master...?"
Murong Feng turned his head slightly, looked at Shen Wanqing, his eyes filled with a complex emotion, and slowly said, "He is my fourth brother..."
Upon hearing this, Shen Wanqing was so shocked that she instinctively covered her mouth, her eyes widening instantly like copper bells, her face filled with astonishment: "What? He is actually the Fourth Prince! There are countless rumors about the Fourth Prince among the common people, but very few have actually seen him. To encounter him here today."
Murong Feng frowned helplessly, his eyes filled with deep worry and sympathy. He slowly said, "Ever since Fourth Sister-in-law was mercilessly taken away by that illness, Fourth Brother's world has completely collapsed. The once spirited, wise, and decisive Fourth Brother seems to have vanished along with Fourth Sister-in-law. He locked himself in that deep courtyard, isolating himself from the outside world, ignoring everything, like a soulless puppet, left only with endless sorrow and longing. No matter how others try to comfort him, they cannot pull him out of that abyss of grief."
Shen Wanqing gently bit her lower lip, her eyes filled with pity and sympathy, and sighed softly, "The Fourth Prince and the Fourth Princess are so deeply in love, it is truly heartbreaking to see them suffer such a misfortune. I really hope that he can get out of his grief soon and regain his former glory."
Murong Che dragged his heavy steps and unknowingly arrived at a peach blossom grove. It was the season when peach blossoms were in full bloom, and as far as the eye could see, the peach blossoms covering the mountains and fields were as dazzling as pink clouds. A gentle breeze blew, and the petals fluttered down, like a soft rain of flowers.
He and his beloved wife, Xu Wanwan, used to stroll hand in hand here. Wanwan, dressed in a pink silk dress, looked as beautiful as a fairy descended from heaven, perfectly complementing the peach blossoms. She smiled gently, her eyes filled with love and dependence on him. They would recite poems and paint under the peach trees, pouring out their hearts to each other; every moment was filled with happiness.
Murong Che stood quietly beneath a peach tree, raising his head, his gaze somewhat unfocused, and softly called out, "Wanwan..." His voice echoed in the empty woods, carrying endless longing and sorrow. "The peach blossoms are still in full bloom, but you are no longer by my side. Without you, the beauty of this world is nothing but ruins to me." He slowly reached out, catching a falling petal, tears welling in his eyes, yet stubbornly refusing to fall.
"Ah Che~" A clear voice suddenly called out, as if it had traveled through countless years and longings, and pierced straight into Murong Che's heart. Murong Che's body jolted, and he turned around quickly. In an instant, he froze as if struck by lightning.
His eyes widened instantly, their previously dull pupils now gleaming brightly as he stared intently at the figure before him. His lips trembled slightly, as if even speaking had become difficult. After a long while, he finally managed to squeeze out a soft "Wanwan~" His voice was filled with shock, confusion, and disbelief, yet also subtly revealed an irrepressible joy.
Indeed, what came into his view was none other than Xu Wanwan, who should have been long gone! The woman who had appeared in his dreams countless times, causing him heartbreak, was now standing vividly before him.
Murong Che's mind went blank. He couldn't believe his eyes, constantly telling himself that this was probably just a dream. Yet, the genuine smile and familiar face of the person before him were so real, assaulting his senses. He stood there, frozen, not daring to move an inch, afraid that it was just a hallucination and that any movement would shatter the beauty before him like a bubble.