Chapter 1332: I’m Glad We Met
Bai Beirang didn’t know how he left the Jiang Mansion.
He even forgot where he was going and what he was supposed to do.
He only wandered around like a lost soul, numb, walking down the empty street.
Night had grown deep; following behind him, besides his confidant guard, was also the Demon Bai Zhi’er had been worried enough to have Feng Fuce send over specifically.
Of course, Bai Beirang couldn’t see these Demons.
They trailed after him step by step; some understood human ways and even mimicked Bai Beirang’s manner, sighing over and over.
The Demons didn’t understand—why did mortals have so many worries?
Looking at this man called Bai Beirang, with that dark, gloomy face, it was as if he were in pain so great he was about to die.
In Bai Beirang’s hand, he was clutching tightly the letter Jiang Ying had left for him, and a poorly embroidered wallet—unfortunately still only half-finished.
In the letter, Jiang Ying said—
"Bai Beirang, I’m sorry, I said so many hurtful things to you before."
"Because I can’t keep occupying this body anymore. The Jiang Family’s parents have treated me so well; it’s time for me to repay their kindness."
"Please forgive my selfishness, and the harsh way I treated you that night. You once told me that in Great Chu’s customs, if a woman marries, and marries the man she loves, she must personally embroider a wallet."
"Although at the time you tricked me into embroidering one for you, and I said I didn’t believe you, I really had already started preparing this wallet."
"It’s just a pity that things happened so suddenly afterward; my wallet probably can’t be finished. It looks a bit ugly, don’t dislike it."
"Bai Beirang, what kind of expression do you have when you read this part? You must be cursing me for being heartless, right? I can even imagine your tone!"
"You must live well and marry a virtuous, gentle wife as soon as possible. If we have fate, if I can still exist, maybe a thousand years from now I’ll be able to read history books that mention you."
"Alright, space is limited, I won’t ramble on. All the thousands of words boil down to one sentence: Bai Beirang, I wish you a smooth life and peace."
"Having met you in this life, I’m very happy."
The signature at the end was: Jiang Ying’er.
This time, she used her own identity.
After all, when she became acquainted with Prince Qing, she had already crossed into Jiang Ying’s body.
Bai Beirang recalled the contents of the letter; those words kept surfacing in his mind over and over.
Jiang Ying’s smile, the things she had said, her expressions, every road she had taken him along—all of it was incomparably clear in his memories.
Sometimes fate uses belated realization to make a person discover just how much he likes her.
Unable to suppress the grief in his heart, Bai Beirang smashed his fist into the big tree beside him.
He cried out her name in utter despair, each shout louder than the last—
"Jiang Ying! Jiang Ying!!"
She had left just like that. As a Prince, he had thought he already possessed enough power.
Unexpectedly, she had gone back to a place he could never reach.
A thousand years later, what kind of world would that be?
The Demons sensed Prince Qing’s sorrow and also felt somewhat helpless.
They gathered together in little balls of black, muttering among themselves for quite a while, then decided to comfort this mortal a bit.
So they flew up into midair, each opening its big mouth and inhaling toward the west.
In no time at all, they dragged over a bank of dark clouds that covered the moon.
Raindrops poured down with a patter, striking the bluestone slabs.
Prince Qing’s guard hurried forward, taking off his robe and holding it over his Prince’s head.
"Prince, the rain’s getting heavy, let’s head back quickly!"
Bai Beirang came back to himself; he remembered that Jiang Ying’s letter mustn’t get wet!
So he hastily tucked it into his chest and left at a quick pace, not stopping until he had gotten into the carriage.