Kill Me Love Me Episode 32 Recap
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Murong Jinghe carried Mei Lin back to the governor's residence, ordering the doctor to treat her as quickly as possible. Reluctantly, the doctor confessed that the Mo Vein poison had already attacked her heart, and this recent episode of vomiting blood was due to the poison's progression. Mei Lin had kept it hidden to prevent Murong Jinghe from worrying, intending to tell him herself once the war ended. Hearing the doctor's words, Murong Jinghe was devastated.
He led the soldiers to scour the mountains in search of Snow Dragon Whiskers, but after the great fire in Qingzhou, the herb had become extinct. The doctor managed to suppress Mei Lin’s poison, but it could only prolong her life for about a month, after which her next collapse would be her final moment. When Mei Lin awoke and saw Murong Jinghe standing at the doorway, she stepped forward to comfort him, telling him she had long forgiven him.
She had hidden the poison’s relapse to avoid seeing him in distress, and she only wished to spend the rest of her time with him happily. Afterward, Mei Lin took Murong Jinghe through the streets of Qingzhou, coaxing him to smile and not to let his emotions affect him. Murong Jinghe was now deeply loved by the people, who came forward to offer their belongings or goods, praising him and Mei Lin as a perfect match made in heaven.
Seeing Qingzhou restored to its former prosperity, Mei Lin felt deeply gratified and grateful that he and the Wei Bei Army had protected Qingzhou and its people. However, Murong Jinghe was heartbroken that he could protect the land but not Mei Lin herself. Mei Lin told him that he shouldn’t live only for her but should safeguard the countless others like her, and that he should live his life with more smiles.
Mei Lin then proposed marriage, and Murong Jinghe eagerly prepared the betrothal gifts. The citizens of Qingzhou also sent their blessings. In the 26th year of Zhao Ming, Dayan and Xiyan signed the Qingzhou Pact, pledging to be brother nations, each guarding its own borders and refraining from mutual aggression. From then on, three generations of rulers kept their promise, maintaining a century of peace.
Yue Qin ascended the throne of Xiyan and once again met with Murong Jinghe in Qingzhou. Murong Jinghe gave him a letter from Zi Gu, filled with her thoughts and longings for her brother, bringing Yue Qin to tears. Soon after, Murong Jinghe was seated in a flower sedan, bringing boxes of dowries in accordance with Qingzhou’s marriage customs, and held a grand wedding with Mei Lin.
The city’s citizens lined the streets to watch and celebrate, laughter and joy filling all of Qingzhou. In front of the crowd, the newlyweds completed their bowing ceremony. After the wedding banquet ended, the guests gradually dispersed, leaving Murong Jinghe and Mei Lin sitting close together, bathed in the moonlight that made the governor's courtyard appear particularly warm. A Ga, somewhat drunk, thought of Wei Laoer, believing that if his spirit could see Mei Lin's marriage, he would be happy.
Mei Lin held Murong Jinghe’s hand and looked up at the night sky, convinced that Zi Gu, Wei Laoer, and all those who had passed were watching over this land. The Emperor of Yan looked up at the snow-filled sky, murmuring about sending Zi Gu home, yet her scarf did not float away but fell onto his shoulder, as if reluctant to leave.
Yin Luomei held the memorial tablet of her late husband, Murong Xuanlie, tears streaming down as she begged him to appear in her dreams. Elsewhere, Murong Jinghe and Mei Lin knew that every day that followed would be a countdown until their parting. Despite their sorrow, they embraced each other tightly, crying silently. In her remaining days, Mei Lin personally sewed a new outfit for Murong Jinghe and made one request of him: to give her one more painting.
Murong Jinghe sat beside Mei Lin, painting the two of them standing beneath a red-fruit tree, holding hands, their smiles captured as if time had stood still. Sitting weakly under the eaves, Mei Lin reached out to touch the snowflakes, wishing Murong Jinghe a long life, hoping he would live well. She assured him that she would always be by his side, and if he missed her, he could simply speak to her; she would surely hear him.
As her words faded, Mei Lin closed her eyes, and Murong Jinghe wept like rain. Murong Jinghe and Mei Lin had often wondered how they might have met if not for the great fire in Qingzhou all those years ago. Murong Jinghe imagined a day when the Wei Bei Army entered the city under a bright sun. He would be a young soldier, dressed smartly, and she a carefree girl accompanied by her family.
Destiny would bring them together on a Qingzhou street, sharing a smile. In the 29th year of Zhao Ming, Emperor Yanwen Murong Qian abdicated, and Murong Jinghe ascended the throne with the era name Zhenyuan. During his ten-year reign, he appointed wise officials, governed diligently, and led Yan to unprecedented strength, with a flourishing economy and people living in peace—a period known in history as the Golden Age of Zhenyuan.
Throughout his reign, he left the palace vacant, designated a member of the royal family as heir, and, in his final days, journeyed south to Qingzhou. There, he sat in the chair where Mei Lin had once rested, looking at the red-fruit tree in the courtyard, clutching a stone hairpin as memories flooded over him. He passed away, leaving the world with an endless legend and a love story etched deeply in everyone’s hearts.
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