308: Chapter 308 Ah Chen, all I want is for you to come back.

"Clatter."

The wooden chess piece that Zhuge Jinyu had handed to him slipped from his weak fingertips and rolled into the snow.

The gentleness on Zhuge Jinyu's face froze instantly.

Looking at Su Chen's unfocused eyes, she finally couldn't help but cover her mouth, tears dripping onto the chessboard one by one.

The Prime Minister of Daqian, in front of this simple-minded man, cried like an orphan who had lost the whole world.

...

The second to come was Ye Jingjun.

This Sword Immortal of Great Ning, always known for being as cold as frost and for her Heartless Sword.

She changed into a fiery red wedding dress.

It was the bridal gown she wore when she and Su Chen became husband and wife in the investment world.

She led Su Chen to that old mansion in the capital.

The Regents Mansion of Great Ning, the residence where Ye Jingjun and Su Chen were originally married.

It had now become the headquarters of the Hall of Valor in the North China District.

It was also Ye Jingjun's private territory.

"Husband."

Wearing a bridal veil, Ye Jingjun walked in front of Su Chen, whom she had forcibly dressed in groom's attire, took his cold hands, and slowly pressed them against her burning cheeks.

Her voice trembled slightly.

"Husband... look at me, it's me, Jingjun."

"Do you still remember that day after the Great Ning world was pacified?"

"That night, I was wearing this very wedding dress, forcing you to marry me."

Supported by Ye Jingjun, Su Chen walked unconsciously toward the inner room.

It's laughable to think about it.

When they married in the investment world, Su Chen was also so weak that he needed someone to support him.

The once lively Regents Mansion of Great Ning had long since buried those happy songs and laughter in the past as time flowed by.

The Demon-Quelling Army...

Ye Jingjun still remembered every single person who set out from Donglai Prefecture with Su Chen and her to conquer the world, their faces and their names.

But those people had long been drowned in the long river of history.

Not to mention those ordinary people, even the name Great Ning had been ancient history for thousands of years.

The two stumbled into the "bridal chamber" that Ye Jingjun had meticulously arranged.

Ye Jingjun brought a scale and, using Su Chen's hand, gently lifted the veil from her head.

"Husband, I wore it again today."

"Back then, you said your bride was too beautiful, making you unable to hold back."

"So now, can you compliment me?"

"As long as you wake up, I won't practice the Heartless Sword anymore, and I won't be any Great Xia hero; I'll just be a full-time bride, and I'll wear it for you every day..."

To stimulate Su Chen, Ye Jingjun thought of what Zhuge Jinyu had done at the time.

With a blushing face, she placed her long, jade-white legs, visible beneath the slit in her red wedding dress, onto Su Chen's lap.

Then, she grabbed Su Chen's hand and placed it on the high-heeled embroidered shoes on her feet.

Her pretty face flushed red.

"Husband... if you wake up now, you can also use my high heels and legs to..."

However, Su Chen remained like a soulless stone statue.

Those gray, lifeless eyes looked past her bright red wedding dress, staring blankly at a point in the void.

Ye Jingjun closed her eyes in despair, tears dripping onto the back of Su Chen's hand.

...

The third was Cang Mingyue.

She brought Su Chen to the peak of Wangchen Temple.

There, the sea of clouds churned.

It was also the place where Cang Mingyue had once cosplayed as the "Husband-Waiting Stone."

There were no stars tonight.

The sky after the disaster was always covered in gray haze.

Only thin moonlight barely pierced through the clouds, casting a bleak, pale radiance.

Cang Mingyue sat down beside Su Chen, shoulder to shoulder.

She didn't speak immediately, just looked up at the dim starry sky for a long time.

Then, she began to hum softly.

The mermaid's tears turned into brilliant, dazzling pearls, rolling to Su Chen's feet.

"Young Master Su."

"You said I was your best support, your best partner."

"You said my singing voice was beautiful."

"Then now... Yue'er gives you both my tears and my singing voice; please, find your soul and come back, okay..."

From beginning to end, Su Chen gazed ahead with empty eyes.

Only on his cuffs and the shoulder Cang Mingyue was leaning against did a small, dark patch of dampness quietly spread.

Whether it was night dew or someone's tears, no one knew.

The pearls hit the bluestone, making a clattering sound.

The singing stopped, leaving only the wailing of the wind.

...

The fourth was Jiang Luoli.

This wealthy young lady, who had inexplicably inherited all the family assets because everyone in the Jiang Family had passed away while resisting the tsunami.

She reached into her own pockets directly.

She mobilized countless manpower and resources.

On the ruins of the Yin Shang Dynasty's Zhaoge.

She forcibly reconstructed a miniature version of the Great Yin palace, exactly as it was in her memory.

She brought Su Chen into that remote Cold Palace.

In the courtyard, she had specially transplanted a few winter plum trees, and the familiar, faint fragrance of plum blossoms floated in the air.

That was the first time she met Su Chen after being demoted to the Cold Palace by him.

"Tsk tsk tsk... actually, I never really knew."

"Carrying two lifetimes of memories, should I call you King, or should I call you Junior Su Chen?"

"Since that's the case, I'll call you Su Chen, just like Teacher Wang Jin does."

"But both lifetimes have a strange characteristic."

She reached out and playfully rubbed Su Chen's small nose.

"That is, the first time I see you, I always fall for you so hard I can't move."

"Do you remember?"

"You were so heartless back then."

"That winter, when you personally stripped me of my position as Queen and demoted me to the Cold Palace."

"I waited for you for so long, but you only came to see me once, and that was because of some Gu witchcraft disaster..."

She helped Su Chen sit on the edge of the bed, while she knelt on the cushion at his feet, looking up at him.

This posture was just like countless days and nights in Great Yin.

"You rarely came."

"When you did come, you always left in a hurry."

"Sometimes you were angry, sometimes you were guilty."

"More often than not, you were just exhausted."

"I know you were very tired, and I could share that burden; here was always a place where you could let down your guard and rest."

She spoke slowly, her gaze looking into the distant past.

"I just waited here, watching the plum blossoms bloom and fade, fade and bloom again."

"Listening to the clamor of the court and the struggles of the harem."

"Waiting for you to occasionally remember to come here and sit for a while, even if you didn't say anything."

Her voice slowly lowered.

"I know that in your heart, you have Su Daji, you have the kingdom, you have the world."

"My place here is too small, too cold, and cannot hold you."

"But I still waited."

"Waited a lifetime, until death, until the sea of fire."

She stopped abruptly, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed her surging emotions.

Instead, she took Su Chen's cold hand and pressed it against her cheek.

Jiang Luoli could no longer continue.

Looking at the white-haired man who was indifferent to the scent of plum blossoms and just stared foolishly at the floor.

She stumbled into Su Chen's arms and cried her heart out.

"Su Chen... I just want you back."