“Bo Feng, Bo Yu, protect the young miss. I’ll clear the way ahead,” Tian Wu lowered his voice, pulling Bo Feng and Bo Yu aside.
“Understood.” The three of them nodded to each other.
She just needed to keep an eye on that person. As long as she could see her, Ling Zhou would be safe.
Ling Zhou stared at the glossy black coffin, feeling uneasy. Just a few days ago, this person had been standing before her, talking to her. Now, suddenly, she was a cold corpse lying in the coffin. Suddenly, she felt a gaze filled with hatred sweep towards her, but when she tried to locate it, it vanished just as quickly.
Until Li Bi Han was buried in the yellow earth, Ling Zhou never spoke a single word to Yun Yi Hen, watching the coffin containing Li Bi Han’s body gradually disappear into the ground.
Yun Yi Hen’s face remained completely calm, without a single ripple of emotion. This was his wife who had been with him for a hundred days—how could there not be a single tear?
“Who’s there? Come out!”
“Hm?”
“Just forget about it, pretend it never happened.” He couldn’t let someone he cared about get hurt because of his true identity.
“…” What did he just say? Ling Zhou stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what Yun Yi Hen had just said. What had happened to him? How could he change so quickly in just a few days?
“Can’t you do this?”
“Is that one thing she wished for?” She stood up abruptly, certain she must have misheard.
“Even if I wanted to complete it, would you agree?” His calm voice rose against Leng Zhou’s slightly angry tone. “Isn’t your beloved about to come and propose soon?”
“I…” Leng Zhou was speechless. He was absolutely right. She still had a beloved coming to propose, and once Yu Ling arrived, she would completely break ties with Yun Yihen.
“Leng Zhou, in the past, giving you up would have been difficult,” he suddenly grabbed Leng Zhou’s hand, looking at her seriously. “But now, I can’t provide you with wealth and glory, and our future life and death are uncertain.”
“I don’t care about wealth and glory at all. Being with someone I love is enough.” Would she really care about so-called wealth and glory?
