Because of his deep attachment, Yue Xiye’s soul would forever float in the human world, enduring endless longing and loneliness.
“Wild, you should have forgotten me. How could you do this, Wild…” Yu Ye Lan approached the water screen, her fingers wanting to touch Yue Xiye’s cheek. The water screen fell with a whoosh, and the image disappeared.
Yu Ye Lan’s fingers remained suspended in mid-air, still feeling the warmth of Yue Xiye’s skin.
For a long time, Yu Ye Lan stood like a statue, gradually tears spreading, she squatted down and cried out loud.
“Why is it like this? Why so cruel? Unable to be together in life, unable to meet even in death.”
What a brutal curse this world is! Why like this!
Silly child, if he forgets you, this encounter and love will become just your own fantasy. He will grow, marry, and have children according to his predetermined fate, living a peaceful and ordinary life. And you, with eternal longing and torment, while he knows nothing of it – are you willing to accept this?
“I am willing, Grandma. Meeting Ye is the happiest thing in my short seventeen years. Let him forget me; this way, the eternal longing and torment will have some value of endurance. At least, one of us will find happiness.” Yu Yelan’s brow and lips were resolute.
“Silly child, the women of the Li family are so unfortunate, yet so devoted. A single word ‘love’ has trapped the princesses of the Li family across generations.” The phantom reached out, tenderly caressing Yu Yelan’s cheek, “Child, the title of princess is a cage that has imprisoned the women of the Li family for generations. Your mother, my daughter, eloped with the one she loved after giving birth to you, and died in a plane crash. From the moment I lost your mother, I decided to end this tragedy.
Among so many generations of princesses, you are the only one whose husband was chosen by yourself, while others were determined by elder divinations.
