If you are reincarnated, I will stand in the way

"After I die, don't cry at my grave......" The woman smiled, and there was a deep sadness in her faint smile, I have been with you for so long and done so much, but in the end it is a creation and a trick...... I can accompany you to watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, and the person who talks about mulberry and hemp is not me, I don't have this blessing to accompany you at sunrise and sunset. I'm a man with a thin fate, and I can only accompany you here......

"If you are reincarnated, I will stand in the way, how can you bear to leave me on the way to reincarnation......" The man supported the woman's willow-like body, she was so weak, as if a gust of wind could take her away.

He saw it in his eyes and hurt in his heart...... You can accompany me to fight on the battlefield, accompany me to be happy, and do everything for me, so how can I bear to let you go alone on your path of reincarnation......

Gently stroking his face, the woman smiled shallowly, and tears slipped down, "My only wish is to see you marry her......"

Marry her...... He knew who she was in her mouth! How is it possible, it is impossible to marry her......

"Xuan, if it's for me, will you marry her?" The woman's voice gradually weakened, if I really can't accompany you in this life, then let her accompany you for me. What kind of affection does she have for you, I know...... She's also a good girl, and her heart is all over you, and she's better suited to be with you than I am...... The woman's eyebrows were full of sorrow, if, if she could be by his side, she would definitely not let go, but she had no choice.

Xuan looked at the person in his arms, and all that flashed in his mind was the sweetness of the person in his arms, marrying someone else, he couldn't do it himself!

"Ruo'er, I will marry you, I Xu Chenxuan will only marry you in this life, even if we can be together for only one day, or even only a pillar of incense, I will never marry someone else!"

Leaves flew into the house through the window.

"My only wish is to see you happy! Mo'er is a very warm woman, unlike me. My nature is thin and cool, when I come, I should be thin and cool, and when I leave, I should also be thin and cool......"

Ruo'er slowly stretched out her hand, took off the wooden hairpin on her head, put it in Xuan's hand, and said lightly: "Give this to her, Xuan, remember, it's not one person who marries you, but two people." Mo'er and I ......"

Xuan held the wooden hairpin, watching the person in his arms gradually close his eyes, Xuan hugged Ruo'er tightly, and a tear slipped across his cheek.

Xuan gently inserted the wooden hairpin into Ruo'er's hair, and the corners of his mouth were rippled with a trace of bitterness of unknown meaning. Ruo'er, do you know that in fact, Mo'er is the daughter of an enemy country, and we have had a marriage contract since we were young. If I hadn't repented of my marriage back then, there would have been years of war, and you wouldn't have left me......

Ruo'er, in fact, our first meeting was not at the tea house, but by the river...... The moment when you jumped into the river to save people shook my heart, and the dashing turn after you handed people over to his father and mother made me worry about you...... Ruo'er, even if time goes back, I am still grateful to myself for regretting my marriage and then meeting you.

When Mo'er and the others pushed open the door, they saw two people lying on the bed holding hands, dressed in happy clothes...... Mo'er walked in slowly, looking at the two people lying on the bed, they didn't move, just a shallow smile on the corner of their mouths, showing their happiness to the world...... Mo'er leaned over, took the wooden hairpin off Ruo'er's head, and gently pulled it into her hair. Then he turned around and walked out the door, "bury them together in the Peach Blossom Valley......

Day after day, year after year, the peach blossoms bloom and fail, defeat and bloom, every year when the peach blossoms are in full bloom, there is always a woman, dressed in white, sitting in front of the grave, quietly drinking peach blossom wine......