Yan Zhen solemnly kowtowed to the Emperor, and when he lifted his eyes again, they were already red.
He was a dignified man of seven feet, a renowned general in the army, yet at this moment, he was choked with emotion, unable to form words.
"Your Majesty, I and Shu grew up together, betrothed since childhood. My biggest wish in this life is to marry her. But alas, I suddenly fell severely ill, and did not want to burden her, so I heartlessly broke the engagement with her."
Yan Zhen's voice trembled with endless pain, "I couldn't bear to discard the annulled marriage contract, I've kept it with me as if Shu were still my future wife.
At that time, I was in utter despair, only wanting to find a desolate place to end my life, but I never expected to be saved by my master. When I returned from the brink of death, Shu was already married to someone else.
