This Princess is Tired of Living

“Mind your own business! If it weren’t for Mingyue and Liu Lifeng, I would have slapped you and kicked you to play chess with Buddha!”

“No! Don’t call him back! Father will kill him!” Tears streamed down her face. Mingyue covered her chest, crying.

“Princess, may I say a few words?” Lan Ling’er understood her heartache; after all, only women could truly grasp such pain. All the handsome guys and cool men stepped back.

“Ruo’er, no! Absolutely not!” Her heart ached. She shouldn’t have met him or fallen in love. She had not only harmed herself but also him, causing him to become a bandit. Everything started because of her, and she couldn’t let him lose his life!

“Princess, this is between you two. You can’t make this decision alone; it’s unfair to Liu Feng. Change into this and come with me!” Lan Ling’er pulled out a eunuch’s outfit from her clothes and placed it on the table.

“No, I can’t!” She didn’t want to hurt him, never!

“Listen to Ruo’er and change quickly! He really wants to see you, he misses you! Don’t you want to see him?” Lan Ling’er’s words deeply touched Mingyue. Hesitating, she picked up the clothes and walked behind the screen.

She had prepared everything in advance; no wonder she seemed so much fatter – she had an extra layer of clothing! Dongfang Yu secretly glanced at her and smiled.

“He’s over there, go to him!” Lan Ling’er whispered to Mingyue, indicating Liu Lifeng standing on the highest peak.

“I… thank you!” Mingyue gently bit her lip and walked towards him alone.

“Lifeng! Lifeng!” The wind was strong as Mingyue softly called to her lover, her heart now sweet.

“Yue’er! Yue’er!” He finally saw her, the one who had taken his heart. Liu Lifeng ran quickly and embraced her, tears flowing.

Yes! Why aren’t you going?

Lan Ling’er laughed shyly, captivated by his scholarly elegance. She felt she had met her dream lover.

“Women from the pleasure quarters only possess superficial beauty. What is there to see?” he remarked, glancing at the river.

“Hehe! I’m called Zi’er! And you?” she asked, eager to connect. Most men valued physical beauty, but he was different.

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