The Transmigrated Cannon Fodder Overthrows the Male Protagonist

Big Brother's Epilogue (6)

"From then on, I had a follower behind me, who followed me around with a different cake in each hand every day. She hid secretly at the door of the study in class; hid behind a pillar at the court. She pretended to be a good girl in front of me when my father scolded me. But when it came to eating delicious food, she had no choice but to play helplessly. In my heart, the weight of her position became heavier. I pushed her away, she was in a mess, and she even fell at my feet one day... But I ignored it, or rather, I was afraid of being soft, so I ran away..."

"When I thought I had nothing to do with her, she appeared again, and when I saw her again, her eyes were brighter and unwavering. So I pulled her in and pushed everything away that night. Lost in love... Then came the unravelling of the misunderstanding, and then only the deeper... until the final inexorable consequence, I was too deep... That night, she said, she wanted the world as my dowry. She said she wanted the most beautiful and luxurious wedding dress. She said she wanted to make herself my only wife ... otherwise, in death and life, we would never meet again ..."

Lan Ziyu smiled as he slowly remembered, "I tell myself three times a day... for fear of forgetting...."

Seeing that Lan Ziyu, who was called the "Eternal Emperor", talked to himself stupidly, all the servants around him were alarmed.

They didn't know about what Lan Ziyu muttered.

The person was frozen in time.

Over and over, his throat choked, bitterness spread in his heart, and he grinned. He tried to speak but found that he couldn't.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Physician said that you have not slept for seven days. If you don't sleep anymore, how can your body survive? Please take care of your body for all the people of Lan Kingdom!" The Grand Steward suddenly knelt, his face full of tears. He was the one who saved Lan Ziyu from death.

"Sleep?"

"Yes!" The Grand Steward nodded and began with a flourish, "Your Majesty is tired. Just take a nap. Once you've had enough rest, Your Majesty will still be the same man like the gods..."

Lan Ziyu smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid I will never remember what sleep is, hahahahaha..., get out, get out of here...".

The dozens of servants were frightened and ran out of the room because he held a three-foot cold blue blade that he suddenly pulled out from the wall!

He hacked and killed for a while in the palace. The blade trembled slightly. In the cold light and the brutal force, the sword was so powerful that it showed how many people's blood had been stained on it!

Lan Ziyu, with his thin lips closed as he murmured, "I love you..." Those three words were repeated over and over again.

Only those three words ... were clear and unmistakable.

It was like a magic spell...

"Why? Why are you punishing me so much...? Do you know... that my love for you is overflowing to the point of madness... Do you know that what keeps me alive is my memories of you, do you know that... those memories are the only thing I have to hold on to and breathe...?"

"I love you..." He murmured.

Suddenly, his body tensed slightly, and then his hands covered his head, his face full of pain.

"The headache has returned. Get the doctor!" The maid outside the door cried out as she observed from inside.

"Get out of here!" Lan Ziyu gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words with a chilling solemnity.

No one stepped inside the palace in fear.

In the darkness... he was left alone again.

As lonely as a solitary soul ...

" Why! Why, why did you disappear, why did your body disappear, why did you take away even my memories. Do you really hate me that much? Why? Why do you have to disappear so clean and completely! Why did you wipe out the world's memories of you... How can I find you in the mirror of reincarnation on the road to Yellow Springs? Lan Min, you are so cruel!!!"

He put the wooden hairpin on the table and held his head, shouting.

The only thing that remained in the empty room was his painful roar.

Suddenly, the wooden hairpin seemed to have been corroded and gradually turned into a circle of dust, and the wind blew in through the window, sending the dust flying with the wind...

"No!" Lan Ziyu was shocked. Suddenly, he shouted in a flurry.

"Close the window! Close the window!"

But ...

The powder had disappeared ...

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, what's wrong!" Outside the door, someone rushed in.

Lan Ziyu turned to look at them with a slightly frightened look on his face, "Do you ... remember the Eldest Princess?"

"The Eldest Princess?" The people looked at each other.

"Father, you are the only son of Emperor Lan Zhizong, and you don't have a sister?" The young Prince asked when he came in.

"No! No!" Lan Ziyu shook his head, "Where is Lan Min? How can you not remember Lan Min, the only Princess of the Lan Kingdom!"

The retainers and Prince were all confused.

"Who is Lan Min ...?"