Xu Qiu’er stood up from the bed, “I have my own plans. You may leave.” Before Gong Sun Jin Yu could exit, she added, “Do not come to the palace so late next time. The prince is returning, and I cannot afford any mistakes.”
Xu Qinger gripped the edge of the bed tightly, vowing to avenge Xu Qiu’er. “Forget it,” she said. “Since the prince is not in the palace, we are like fallen chickens seeking help, which would only bring humiliation. Let’s just forget it.”
“Does Your Majesty want to let it go like this?” Binger asked.
“Do you have a good idea?”
Binger leaned close to Xu Qinger’s ear and whispered, causing a sinister smile to spread across her lips.
Even if I’m completely soaked, I won’t be led by anyone’s nose anymore. If I still clench my fist, I fear my dreams might fly away.
Love is not as almighty as you think; it cannot stop our wars. The deeper one loves, the easier to be sacrificed.
Let me still dare to dream, to be a hero with a great smile in my dream.
She turned her head, her gaze drifting from Hao Li’s worried face to the slightly frowning Old Buddha’s face, as if suddenly awakening to her situation. The corners of her eyes and brows relaxed, drawing out a smile that burst into laughter in everyone’s stunned gaze.
“Stop laughing.”
Some heartaches in this world are truly incurable.
Her smile was like a spring breeze caressing her face.
“I don’t love you, I don’t love you…”
A pair of bottomless black eyes suddenly crashed into hers, misty and indiscernible. When she lowered her eyes, her palm was covered in cold sweat.
Yes, no love.
Xu Qiuer woke up with a start, holding her head. The pale moon was still sleeping. Looking at it, she thought about how happy she was. She lowered her eyes and pulled out the dagger hidden under her head.
Could the small thing sliding across her wrist really end her life? She couldn’t bear it anymore, enduring the torment from heaven. She could deceive everyone, but not her own heart. Even if she killed Xu Qinger, her heart would still ache, a pain that would suffocate her, a pain that would rob her of her soul.
