In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 1415: Finale: Looking back at the fading memories, a lifetime of pear blossoms bloom overhead! (5)

Chapter 1415: Finale: Looking back at the fading memories, a lifetime of pear blossoms bloom overhead! (5)

"No need."

Ye Han shook his head, the corners of his mouth that had been tightly sealed now revealed an extremely faint smile.

"Your Majesty, the reason I have made it this far is also that back then, I promised the Empress Mother to assist you well. Having promised her, I naturally fulfilled it. Now, I am tired and wish to rest well..."

Before his eyes, a beautiful figure emerged.

As if sensing his gaze, the figure slowly turned around, looking at him with a slight smile.

This smile, mist-enveloped and water-shrouded, seductive and enchanting, captivating the heart and soul, irrepressible.

He gazed intently at a point in the void, as if seeing something, his usually cold eyes filled with warmth, melting the sternness on his face.

His lips moved slightly but emitted no sound.

The haziness in his eyes intensified the discomfort in Qin Kaige’s heart. He covered his face, unable to weep aloud.

Tears still flowed through the gaps between his fingers.

"Uncle Ye, although you are my uncle, you taught me martial arts hand by hand and the principles of life. Once I began to rule personally, you cared for me meticulously, both before and behind me. Though nominally monarch and minister, we’re no different from father and son! I understand it all in my heart..."

"Silly child, the Emperor Emeritus and I were sworn brothers in our early years. Being favored by His Majesty, it is my duty to assist you..."

Ye Han sighed and reached out as if to pat Qin Kaige’s shoulder, but withdrew halfway.

Seeing this, Qin Kaige hurried forward, clutching his withered hand, and burst into loud cries.

"Do not cry..."

A sigh echoed, and Ye Han slowly closed his eyes.

Before him emerged memories of galloping across the battlefield with Qin Yi, the past when they rode wildly. Between the two men, a spirited and heroic woman rode in the center, her bright laughter eclipsing even the most beautiful of cities.

Qin Kaige wiped away tears, with a nasal tone in his speech.

"What duties are within or without, Uncle Ye, there are many things you won’t tell me, and neither would the Emperor or Empress Mother, but I understand. Between you and the Empress Mother..."

"Your Majesty!"

Ye Han suddenly spoke, cutting off what he was about to say: "Your Majesty, the Empress Mother is my sister!"

Qin Kaige was slightly stunned, then raised his hand to wipe his face, chuckling softly: "Yes! Siblings, sworn brothers and sisters!" But the loneliness in his words could not be erased.

Ye Han smiled.

"Yes, I promised her. I promised her, so I must fulfill it, and I must do it best..."

He slowly closed his eyes, soon sinking into dreamland.

In the dream, he arrived at a sea of pear blossoms atop a mountain.

At the center of the blossom sea stood a stunning girl, holding a bunch of pear blossoms, turning her head to look at him with a gentle smile.

A turn of the head in twilight, a lifetime of pear blossoms blooming!

Ye Han took his last breath amidst laughter.

If there is an afterlife, I will find you first; if there is an afterlife, I will always be by your side; if there is an afterlife, I will never let go of your hand!

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His Majesty Ye Han passed away due to illness at the age of fifty-nine.

In his will, he ordered his remains to be buried on a mountain top next to the docks from where Su Pan’er set sail.

There, he would wait for her, wait for her return.

The first sight upon her return would be of him.

He would keep waiting, day by day, month by month, year by year...

Having never married in his lifetime, it was his adopted son who mourned his death. According to his will, everything in his old residence was moved and burned at his grave. When sorting through his belongings, a large locked chest was unexpectedly found in his old home.

The chest was secured with three heavy locks, immediately drawing attention. Once the chest was opened, it revealed a box full of paintings.

The paintings depicted one person, a woman, standing or sitting, smiling or frowning, squinting, lying down, eating, watching, dancing... each different, yet all depicting a woman’s life.

These paintings were the devotion of a lifetime.

What kind of emotions could compel a man to silently observe a woman for a lifetime, to silently accompany her for a lifetime, and to give his all just for the chance to quietly watch over her?

"To love someone doesn’t mean you have to stay by their side every moment. To love someone is to make sure she is happy and joyful, no matter what. If allowing her to be with someone who can bring her happiness means that I must choose to let go, then I am willing to do so! To be able to see her all the time, I am already very content!"

"Out of the three of us, at least two must be happy. It’s not that I don’t want to be happy, but because I understand, the happiness you seek is something I can never provide."

"If there is an afterlife, Pan’er, let me love you properly then. Would that be alright?"

This time, I must find you first. This time, even if it costs me everything, I will not let go of your hand!

In the dead of night, how many times has Ye Han questioned his heart, yet no one could answer.

Questions without answers become eternal.

Only the Xiangfei Bamboo by the window, swaying in the cold wind, rustling softly.

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When Su Pan’er regained consciousness again, she felt dizzy and disoriented, unable to make out directions.

She barely lifted her head, only to be dazzled by bursts of colorful dazzling lights in front of her.

What is this...

Why does this place look so familiar?

No way!

Su Pan’er suddenly stood up and found herself standing in a hotel that seemed all too familiar.

In the center of the hotel, the familiar melody of the wedding march was playing, a sweet and romantic atmosphere enveloping the room, with everyone raising their glasses and laughing joyfully, continuously assailing her eardrums.

"This can’t be real..."

Su Pan’er tried to shake her head, as if to convince herself. But no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn’t detach herself from the scene before her.

It seemed as if she had returned to the moment before she had time-traveled.

She looked down at the wine cup in her hand, as if telling her that everything happening was not a dream.

On stage, the ceremony had progressed to the part where the groom kisses the bride’s hand, yet she felt nothing, and, like a madwoman, ran out of the hall, trying to find traces of her own existence.

But everything she saw was so familiar, she couldn’t find an excuse to convince herself.

She wandered back into the hotel lobby, dispirited.

Looking up, she saw a familiar silhouette standing at the entrance of the lobby.

In his hands, he was playing with a bouquet of gardenia.

Her heart suddenly skipped a beat, thumping wildly, almost as if it would burst out of her chest, and she stood there, unable to move a step further.

As if sensing her gaze, the person turned around and gave her a slight smile.

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"End of text"

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Dou Dou’s new work "Ugly Wife Wants to Farm: Don’t Spoil Me Too Much, Mountain Man!" is now released, and I hope for everyone’s strong support.

Dear readers, as we come to this point, it’s time to say goodbye with this farmer tomboy story.

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Brief Introduction

"We are not acquainted. Mister, please conduct yourself with dignity!" she said with a playful and innocent face. Someone was tantalized and infuriated, his eyes brooding, "Woman, you are playing with fire!"

A top-notch special agent, through a fluke of time-travel, becomes a simple-minded daughter-in-law who was trafficked into a remote valley, known for her laziness and ill repute.

Good-natured and easily bullied? She’ll smack you to the heavens with a slap! Lazy by nature? She can make people shut up in a minute! Ugly? She has countless ways to become beautiful!

Thinking that no one would dare to approach her, yet unexpectedly followed by a black-bellied taffy...

"Wife, it’s your turn this time."

Someone tears open his shirt, posing seductively.

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