“I don’t care.” Lingzhou interrupted Yun Yichen’s excuse. He could keep his promise to Li Bi Han, but did he remember the promises he made to her? Lingzhou laughed self-deprecatingly. “Yun Yichen, you’re too forgetful. You’ve frequently broken your word recently, and now you’re suddenly so committed to keeping a promise? Or are my promises insignificant to you?!”
“Lingzhou, stop talking about this.”
” He was somewhat angry. All of this was caused by her, yet he was the one being criticized. Did he want any of this to happen?
“…” Ling Zhou bit her lower lip and said nothing, wondering how things had come to this.
“General, you don’t need to plead for Su Wan,” Su Wan looked at Ling Zhou contemptuously. “Even if I die, I won’t accept her false sympathy.”
With that, Su Wan pulled out a sharp dagger from her side boot and without hesitation slit her own throat. Bright red blood spurted out like a blazing sun, staining Ling Zhou’s clothes.
Blood, again blood. The fiery red liquid made Ling Zhou feel a chill, an uncontrollable fear climbing up her heart. The surging in her chest made her unable to suppress her retching.
Is he the one you love?
Ling Zhou sat by the window, blankly staring at the dimming sky once again. Days passed, and the three-month deadline was approaching. However, there was not even a shadow of Yu Ling; no, not even a strand of hair. Could he be like Yun Yi Hen, just making an empty promise, leaving future decisions to their whim?
And Yun Yi Hen, during Su Wan’s recent assassination attempt, actually disregarded her life and said he would let her go, claiming it was a promise to Li Bi Han.
Why could promises to Li Bi Han be fulfilled, while promises to her remained distant? Ling Zhou laughed at herself again. It was better this way. Too much entanglement couldn’t resolve the problems between them. Keeping distance was better for both.
Yes! Just like this! Covering herself with a blanket, Ling Zhou didn’t want to think anymore. Everything about Yun Yi Hen would fade away, and one day she would forget everything completely.
…
Before dawn, Meng Du City was already filled with sounds of music and commotion. Early morning vendors had already occupied the most advantageous positions, displaying their best goods, hoping to find buyers.
The piercing musical sounds broke the silence, momentarily stunning the street vendors. They wondered
Who would enter Meng Du City so early and so conspicuously? The city gates weren’t even open yet; how did they enter?
“The Shooting Righteousness Monarch has arrived. Yun Yi Hen failed to welcome you from afar; my apologies,” Yun Yi Hen, riding a black stallion, stood outside the palace gates.
Yun Yi Hen couldn’t help but feel puzzled. Wasn’t he told to handle court affairs in Shooting Righteousness? Why had he come to Yun Yu so openly? What did that large group of troops bring? How did he not know that Yu Ling would personally appear in Yun Yu, and for what purpose?
“I presume this is General Yun Yi Hen. It’s a great honor to meet you today,” Yu Ling, dressed in imperial robes, rode a deep brown horse. Though they were familiar, they performed the customary monarch-subject greeting, creating a slightly awkward atmosphere.
“You’re too kind. Please follow me into the palace to meet the Emperor,” Yun Yi Hen smiled faintly, making way.
“Very well.” At this time, he estimated that Xia Ling Zhou, that lazy girl, was definitely still sleeping. He would first visit the Yun Yu Imperial Palace to see what kind of prince wanted to marry Ling Zhou, who could suppress her willfulness.
Ling Zhou glanced at him. “Hurry up and say what you want to say. I don’t want to stay here at all!”
Yu Ling smiled faintly, standing up and walking towards Ling Zhou. “I actually came to Ye Yu this time to propose marriage.” His peripheral vision swept over the composed Yun Yi Hen.
“Propose marriage?” Li An, outside the hall, sneered. “Our Ye Yu doesn’t seem to have a suitable princess.”
“Hey, when did it become your turn to speak? Get out of the way!” Ling Zhou shot a fierce eye roll at Li An. “You guys talk so pretentiously; it makes me uncomfortable. Simply put, this Yu Ling is my beloved, and he’s here to propose marriage today.”
Ling Zhou hooked her arm around Yu…
Ling’s elbow leaned intimately against his shoulder.
“What did you say?” Li An challenged, speaking before Yun Yi Hen, “This Flying Swallow Lord is your beloved?”
Flying Swallow Lord… These words pierced like nails into Yun Yi Hen’s heart. Did he hear incorrectly? Ling Zhou just said Yu Ling was here to marry her? How could this be? How could this be?!
Yun Yi Hen felt his legs suddenly lose all strength and became unsteady. Even if Ling Zhou’s heart did not belong to him, how could it be Yu Ling…
Ling Zhou, Ling Zhou… Can I no longer keep you by my side? Can I not even watch you from afar? I admit I’m selfish, always ignoring your feelings. I thought I could watch you leave with a heart of stone, but why, when this moment truly arrives, can I barely speak through the pain?!
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Wow, 200 chapters… Writing so fast… Already 200 chapters…
Who You Love, Is He? (3)
“Are you deaf? I’ve already explained it so clearly!” She glanced at the disbelieving Li An, wondering if he really thought no one would want Summer Ling Zhou.
Long Ni seemed shocked too. He had originally thought Ling Zhou was speaking casually. Now, not only was someone actually proposing, but it was a royal noble from She Yu. The title of Flying Swallow Lord was known throughout the world, and Yu Ling’s lightness kung fu was indeed unparalleled. But how could Yun Yi Hen explain this? From years of secret investigations, Yun Yi Hen seemed to have more connections with Flying Swallow Lord.
“Hey, are you listening to me at all?” Ling Zhou stomped her foot, annoyed. What was the person sitting up there thinking, with ears but not listening?
Long Ni watched Li An below, still struggling with Ling Zhou’s beloved. It seemed he was deeply impacted.
“Since that’s the case, let the Princess and Flying Swallow Lord complete their marriage and return to She Yu. Let me also show some hospitality as the host.”
“Brother Wang…” Li An became anxious. Was he really going to watch her marry another man? How could he…
“No, Yu Ling is a monarch of a nation. How could he complete the wedding in another country?” Before Li An could protest, Ling Zhou couldn’t wait to refuse. Marry so early? She was still so young.
“Then what do you want to do?” Long Ni was truly troubled. Why did she oppose every suggestion he made?
“Let us first leave Ye Yu. We’ll arrange the marriage ourselves. From now on, he’s my fiancé.” She patted Yu Ling’s shoulder. She wasn’t going to run away anyway.
“He’s clearly not your beloved! You’re just saying this to leave Ye Yu!” Li An, still disbelieving, questioned again. How could he watch Ling Zhou leave with someone else? How could he let someone like Ling Zhou go?
“You’re being so nosy. Want me to prove it to you? Fine, watch carefully, no extra charge!”
Before her words were finished, Ling Zhou hooked her arms around Yu Ling’s neck and, without his preparation, actively pressed her lips to his. The great hall was shocked by this sudden action, and by the time everyone reacted, Ling Zhou had already finished kissing.
Li An’s eyes widened as he vigorously shook his head. He couldn’t believe Ling Zhou had kissed a man in front of so many people. He didn’t know whether to be angry or to sigh!
Yun Yi Hen stared fixedly at Ling Zhou. From the moment she entered until now, she hadn’t looked at him even once. But the way she looked at Yu Ling was full of tender love, making it difficult even to smile at him. Was he going to be completely defeated like this? Why did he always lose in matters concerning her?
