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The gaze of those eyes was as cold as water, and in an instant, it transformed in his mind into another face, one that was completely unfamiliar yet held the same light in its eyes.
He was momentarily taken aback, clearly surprised by himself. After a long while, he chuckled lightly, taking Yin Luo's hand and bringing it to his lips for a gentle kiss. He sighed, "Perhaps it's because the three-year period has arrived, making me somewhat disbelieving, leading to these wild thoughts."
Yin Luo smiled and nestled into his embrace, wrapping her arms around his strong waist. "So now, is it more real?"
With her warmth filling his arms and the faint fragrance of her scent wafting through the air, he smiled and looked up at the starry sky. "Yes, in my youth, I always thought that heaven was never fair to me. I had endless love, but a great fire left me with nothing but a ruined face, akin to being a useless person. If it weren't for my mentor's rescue and the help from Eleven, perhaps I would have long ceased to exist. But now, with you by my side, I truly feel that heaven has favored me. It took away everything from me but gave me the best gift—Luoluo..." He lowered his gaze and stared deeply into her eyes. "You are the woman I, Mu Changqing, cherish and will be the only woman from now on. I promise you that I will give you the highest love, status, and glory in this world. No other woman will surpass you; this is my promise as Mu Changqing, unchanging for this lifetime!"
Yin Luo's eyes sparkled lightly; the stars above were bright but could not compare to the brilliance in his gaze—so sincere and so affectionate, as if pouring out all his emotions. In an instant, for some reason, her heartstrings suddenly emitted a dull sound of pain that made her involuntarily let out a soft groan.
Mu Changqing was startled and immediately sat up to hold her closely, examining her carefully. "What’s wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?" He scrutinized Yin Luo's complexion and couldn't help but frown. "It's my negligence; it's windy at night and cold on the mountaintop. No wonder your face is so pale."
After saying this, he took off his outer robe and wrapped it around Yin Luo carefully. Yin Luo took a deep breath; her heart no longer ached. Seeing his actions made her look at him with appreciation. "Prince, you were once a warrior on the battlefield and now are a pillar of the court. It's normal not to pay attention to these trivial matters of life; it's my own carelessness."
"Don't say such things!" Mu Changqing embraced her tightly, placing her hands firmly against his chest to keep her warm. "Not taking good care of you—no matter what the reason—is my fault. Whether on the battlefield or as a high-ranking official in court, these are just external matters. Stripping away all these shackles, I am merely your husband—a husband who can't even take care of his own wife has no right to bring you happiness! From now on, don’t say such things! You are not at fault; you will never be at fault! If there is any fault, it is because I did not take good care of you!"
Yin Luo lowered her gaze and softly replied with an "Mm," burying herself deeper into his embrace. "Will you always be this forgiving towards me? Until we grow old?"
The wind whistled past her ears as Mu Changqing looked up at the sky; the wind caused the jade beads on his hairpin to jingle softly. He slowly said, "With the stars as witnesses, I Mu Changqing vow to care for and cherish Nie Qingcheng for life—regardless of aging or illness; through snowstorms until we grow old together—I will guard only her and never go back on my word."
Yin Luo looked up at the vast starry sky in a daze. Mu Changqing reached out to smooth down her hair that had been tousled by the wind and gazed at her drooping brows for a long time before asking softly: "Luoluo, that day... did I hurt you?"
Yin Luo froze for a moment before becoming completely stiff. He should not have brought it up; just mentioning it made all the humiliation from that day surge back into her mind like a flood, making her head spin. Fortunately, she regained her composure quickly and hurriedly buried her head into his chest while tightly clutching his robe with both hands as if afraid he would disappear. She murmured softly: "That day... you were drunk; I don't blame you..."
Mu Changqing listened but suddenly released her, helping her up from his embrace. Yin Luo, though suppressing her emotions, could not hide the collapse within her; her eyes were slightly red. Mu Changqing saw this and lowered his gaze. "I never intended to hurt you. Even when drinking, I have always been disciplined and would never do something so out of control. But that day..." He fell silent. "I know why you left me for three years. Your emotions were so intense at that time; I was not unaware of it. However, I failed to consider your feelings... I only hoped that three years would heal the wounds in your heart and calm the nightmares of that day. Every single day and night over these three years, I have been filled with guilt. If only I had been a bit more awake and rational that day, there wouldn’t have been so much pain. But unfortunately... Luoluo, have you really forgiven me now?"
Yin Luo bit her lip, her eyes reddening as she stared at him intently. "How can I forgive you? I wish I could kill you!"
Mu Changqing was taken aback, looking deeply into her eyes. "Do you truly still hate me?"
"And what if I do?" She suddenly stood up, looking towards the dark forest below the mountain. "I don’t just hate you; I hate you to the bone!"
"You destroyed my innocence and made my life worse than death. Even if you try to make amends afterward, I feel that all of it is because of my tainted body. The better you treat me, the more hatred grows in my heart! So even during these three years of self-cultivation, my hatred for you has not diminished in the slightest; instead, it has increased day by day!"
"I painstakingly planned these three years to finally escape your control. I even thought about running away, but then I told myself that I couldn’t let you off so easily! Why should I? You ruined everything for me and still expect me to offer myself to you? Where in this world does such a good deal exist? For me, Yin Luo, if someone hits me, I will definitely stab them back! Moreover, you have given me such humiliation! Do you think I would forgive you so easily?"
Mu Changqing's gaze gradually dimmed, heavy as the abyss beneath his feet, where no bottom could be seen. "Then why did you stay? To kill me?"
"I would love to!" Yin Luo laughed maniacally. "But can I really kill you?"
"Who are you? You are the Prince of Jin, second only to the Emperor; even he fears you. Who in this world can deal with you? Kill you? Could I possibly kill you? As a mere woman with no strength to crush a chicken, how could I kill you? If I could kill you, then that night I wouldn’t have had to endure such humiliation!"
Tears streamed down her face as she pointed at him. "You are my nightmare! You took away my freedom and made me live in hell; all of this is because of you! It’s all your fault! You devil!"
In Mu Changqing's eyes, something clearly shattered. He stood there as the wind rustled his black robe ominously; his gaze faded into darkness, exuding an icy chill that felt eerily like what she said—he was indeed a devil!
"If killing me can quell your hatred, then go ahead and kill me; I'll give you the chance for revenge!" He reached into his robe and pulled out a dagger—the very one he had given her for protection during their past days together. Yin Luo's gaze fell upon the dagger and flickered slightly before she suddenly rushed forward to seize it. "Do you really think I wouldn’t dare to kill you?"
"Then come, I give you this opportunity." Mu Changqing stared at her without blinking. Seeing her unmoving, he shouted, "Come on!"
He opened his arms and stood there: "If a single knife can relieve your hatred, then go ahead and kill me. You can free yourself from this nightmare. Come on!"
The wind howled like it was tearing through the air. For a moment, Yin Luo really wanted to stab him, but how could she?
She had prepared for so long, through so many days and nights; how could she let it all fall apart at this moment?
Suddenly, she collapsed to the ground and began to cry loudly. The dagger fell into the grass, completely out of sight, but she cried as if she wanted to release all the grievances of being human again and everything she had endured over the years.
In two lifetimes, she had originally thought that this life could be lived easily, but unexpectedly, she still lived in hell. She still could not escape her fate; it was just that in her past life, she killed people and licked blood from the blade, while now she was restricted in freedom, serving others with her body.
Seeing her like this, Mu Changqing was somewhat confused. He had known her for so long, yet this was the first time he saw her cry, the first time he saw her so broken down and disregarding her image. His heart, which had sunk before, couldn't help but ache again. He instinctively took a step forward, but as soon as he moved, Yin Luo reached out to stop him: "Don't come over!"
"I thought I should hate you... and that this hatred should be enough for me to kill you. But when you truly appeared before me... after more than a thousand days and nights passed, I realized that this hatred quietly transformed..." Her voice was intermittent, hiding her sobs, which was truly heartbreaking. "I don't know when feelings were buried deep in my heart. You are clearly so despicable and have done so many terrible things to me, yet during these three years, I still thought of you. Isn't that ridiculous?"
She lifted her head, her eyes swollen and red as she looked at him. The eyes that were once filled with hatred now held deep affection as she gazed at him intently: "I always think of Fenghua, remembering the day the city fell when you protected me as we left. That glance has lingered in my mind for these three years. You fought bravely to protect me as we escaped; you paid with your life for that last drowning gaze. It haunts me every moment and has taken root in my heart... Mu Changqing, I have fallen in love with you... I actually fell in love with you, someone who violated me. Isn't that laughable?"
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