She didn’t want to compete and scheme among women for a man’s favor, striving to be most beloved. This wasn’t the life she wanted – this fragmented emotion, she would rather not have! She had previously decided to face her feelings, hoping he would one day respect them and grow old together. Now, it seemed she was merely indulging in a fantasy!
How could this not break her heart? How should she face this love that would never be exclusively hers? Should she let go now, or give this hard-won emotion one more chance? Even if it meant waiting in vain, she was willing!
“Yan-gege, you’ve just recovered from your injuries. It’s best you don’t go out,” Liu Suyun said concernedly.
“Suyun, don’t worry. I’m fine. I’ll be back before dinner. Shall we eat together?” Wen Yuyan adjusted his outer garment softly.
“Okay, I’ll wait for you. Don’t break your promise!” She playfully pouted, delighted that he had initiated dining together for the first time.
“Mm,” Wen Yuyan responded, placing his dagger aside before leaving.
His heart was filled with countless thoughts and memories, wondering about her safety since her assassination attempt. She must have offended someone in the palace to have such a high-priced bounty on her life. Remembering her panicked expression, he felt immense compassion. Such a woman shouldn’t be confined in a dark palace but should live freely in a beautiful, peaceful place. How he wished he could be the one by her side, though he knew this was impossible.
The deep palace, heavily guarded, couldn’t stop him. Wen Yuyan was now in the Yanfeng Hall courtyard, which seemed quiet and sparse, lacking the typical palace atmosphere. Following his memories, he quickly found the main room where he had previously treated her wounds – still as serene and elegant as he remembered.
The scenery remained unchanged, but the person was gone. He looked around, unable to find her silhouette, but knew finding her wouldn’t be difficult. The thought of seeing the woman who had haunted his dreams excited him, though as an assassin, such emotional involvement was taboo.
“Xiao Rou, I don’t want to eat. Just take it away,” Mei Siyu said without looking up, irritated.
