It was a day in autumn when Ren Chenghao's world shattered into pieces.
After receiving such a blatant refusal, Ren Chenghao gritted his teeth and kneeled for two days straight, his eyes red and desperate. It was raining heavily, the wind blew, and his clothes dried and soaked consecutively, yet the gate remained firmly closed on him.
He had no choice but to go to the Royal Palace, in hope that he could remedy something else. He could give his everything, he could promise the Emperor that he would work to his bones and soul, even without pay and glory, as long as he could get Song Xingyi back.
He didn't want anything except her.
Coincidentally, near the Palace Gate, he chanced upon the General's carriage. Without much thought, he jumped in front of it, his knees crashed loudly to the ground. The coachman was shocked as he didn't expect that there would be someone who was so eager to search for death.