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One bow to heaven and earth, two bows to the high hall, and the couple bows to each other.
Tonight is the wedding between my senior brother and me. He kneels down with a smile amidst the mountains of Cuckoo flowers, gently placing a unique wreath made of Rhododendron on my head.
He asks, "Meiyang, do you wish to marry a dying man?"
How could I not wish to? How could I possibly refuse? I stand amidst the sea of Rhododendron, covering my mouth in overwhelming joy and tears.
There are no grand palanquins, no phoenix crowns or colorful veils, no pearls or precious gems as betrothal gifts, but it doesn't matter. With heaven and earth as our witness, and the mountains of Rhododendron bearing witness to our love, that is enough for me.
Without Sikan Jade, my senior brother's body is weak, yet he still gathers his strength, pale-faced, holding my hand. He gently kisses my forehead—a light kiss filled with warmth and moisture—my face instantly flushes with heat.
He raises his hand to touch my face, but just as he is about to make contact, he suddenly collapses heavily onto the cold ground before me.
When I wake up, my senior brother sees me quietly sitting at the edge of the bed with red eyes.
"I'm sorry," he says with deep regret.
"Senior brother, do you know? When you said you loved me, I was so happy—truly happy. To be your bride in this life is Meiyang's greatest wish. Now that this wish has come true, I have no regrets. Senior brother, no—Husband, thank you for allowing me to secretly love you for so many years."
I look at my senior brother as tears fall from my eyes onto his hand.
He struggles to sit up straight. Reaching out to wipe away the tears from the corner of my eyes, I watch him. Just as his hand is an inch away from me, I suddenly speak up, my lips parting: "I'm sorry."
Before he realizes something is wrong, I swiftly strike his back hard with all my strength.
He looked at me in disbelief, his eyes suddenly widening, tears falling from his dark eyes. He reached out his hand and struggled to speak, "Meiyang, please, don't."
I turned my head away, unable to meet his gaze. Finally, he weakly collapsed into my arms.
I quietly watched him frown, wanting to gently wipe away the sadness on his face.
Then I carefully helped him up and took him outside.
Forgive me, I'm sorry, forgive me. I still can't bear to watch you leave me. Senior Brother, I know you will resent me after you wake up, even hate me, but I'm still sorry.
The last half of Master’s prophecy slowly surfaced in my mind. He said with concern, "Meiyang, Ye Shun is afraid he cannot escape this calamity."
I did not believe it. I always advised Senior Brother; I had always adhered to the teachings that humans cannot defy fate. But I knew that for me, perhaps I had always been the one who believed the least in destiny.
Since I was eight years old, he was all that filled my heart and mind.
The Emperor Xiao had somehow heard about my marriage to Senior Brother. On the eve of the wedding, he secretly sent someone to bring me to the palace. He looked at me and said, "Meiyang, how can I trust you after this?"
The Emperor Xiao was naturally suspicious and could not believe that I would willingly sacrifice my husband. But I had anticipated this; I knelt in the great hall for a long time before speaking, "I will make Your Majesty believe."
The Emperor Xiao let me go, and the price for the wedding to proceed as planned was that I stole the forbidden technique of our sect. The forbidden technique was used by a highly skilled female disciple of our sect as a curse, combining it with our sect's treasured artifact to cast a spell on the night of the full moon, enduring the greatest pain in this world, exchanging life for life.
After it was done, the Emperor Xiao promised to return Sikan Jade to Senior Brother.
The Emperor Xiao asked, "Meiyang, is it worth it?" I smiled through my tears as they slid down my cheeks and slowly replied, "It's worth it. Even if everyone in the world thinks it's not worth it, as long as I love him, then this love will endure."
"In the past, I did not practice the Xuan Huang Technique, simply because I felt that if I could not protect my beloved, then what use would it be to possess boundless skills?"
But I'm sorry, in the end, I still couldn't protect you.
The Cuckoo was as red as blood, fierce as flames, burning Ye Shun's eyes.
The overwhelming red intertwined with the evening glow of the sky, spreading far away, pouring out a lifetime of endless deep affection here.
In his early years, his master had read his fortune with Meiyang, revealing that they were destined to be fated but unable to be together. The fate showed a deadlock; if they forced themselves together, one would surely face calamity. He had no choice but to pack his bags that night and leave. On that rainy night, how could he not know that Meiyang was silently trembling behind him, crying without life left in her?
But he had no way out; to cut off his feelings for Meiyang, he hastily arranged a marriage.
However, life is unpredictable, and in the end, he could not escape.
Su Leiyue had once come looking for him, but he chose to avoid her. The feelings were gone; the bond of gratitude was severed. He no longer owed her anything.
He knew very well what Su Leiyue had done, but he willingly accepted it, or perhaps there was nothing worth caring about.
Because he wanted his master's prophecy never to come true; only by leaving could he ensure that he wouldn't uncontrollably take Meiyang away. Then Meiyang could live a life of peace and joy. Among the three of them,
he was also doomed; he owed Su Leiyue a heartfelt sentiment and owed Meiyang a return.
He was not brave enough; he had always silently protected the girl he truly loved, fully aware that if he took just one step forward and expressed his true feelings—his cowardice in wanting to love yet being afraid to—
then perhaps at this moment, he wouldn't feel such heart-wrenching sorrow and endless regret.
"You are just as stubborn as Meiyang, just as hard-headed. She sacrificed herself using our forbidden technique to save you, and you... If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have forced you down the mountain in the first place."
These were the first words I heard upon waking.
Indeed, if I had known, to hell with fate and destiny. No matter how the world turns, a moment together is still worth it.
"Meiyang, you love Cuckoo the most; I remember it, always have." A figure stood amidst a sea of blooming flowers, murmuring to himself.
I have always remembered that my beloved cherishes Cuckoo, which is why I planted these wild Cuckoo flowers all over the mountains.
But my Meiyang, you never knew that my beloved girl is you; it has always been you.
The wind rose, dark hair billowing behind him. The handsome man choked back tears in the sea of Rhododendron, his eyes reddening as he gazed at the endless expanse of flowers, as if guarding his beloved, willing to endure eternity.
In the autumn of the fourth year of Daqing, the young chancellor passed away after exhausting himself. The Emperor Xiao ordered all officials to send off his coffin.
Amidst the collective mourning of the crowd, only the elderly servant remembered that before his master departed, a faint smile lingered on his face: "I will finally see you, Meiyang."
He passed away peacefully.
In the back mountain, Cuckoo, Blossoming Radiance.
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