Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
Xiao Yuqian had taken every precaution, yet he never anticipated Song Feiwan's sudden approach from behind.
If she had harbored any murderous intent, he would have sensed it immediately. But she lunged at him with such force that it nearly knocked him off balance. A crack appeared in his usually nonchalant demeanor, his brows furrowing as he turned to face her.
Her hands wrapped tightly around each other in front of him, tears streaming down her face like rain on a pear blossom. "Song Feiwan?" Xiao Yu called out in confusion. Had she just addressed him as "Your Highness"? Did she realize he was the King of Jiannan now?
Even so, why was she crying while holding onto him?
Xiao Yu sensed something was amiss but couldn't quite grasp what it was.
"I’m here!" Song Feiwan lifted her tear-streaked face, both laughing and crying as she exclaimed, "It’s wonderful! Your Highness, you’re alive! Truly wonderful!"
"But if you’re alive, why haven’t you returned to the capital? Why didn’t you come find me? It’s been three whole years! Do you know what kind of life I’ve been living?"
Never mind, she thought, looking up at him with dazed eyes filled only with him. "I feel like I’m dreaming right now, thanking the heavens for not treating me poorly!"
As she spoke, her voice caught in her throat, and she could only manage a sound of despair.
The other guards present were deeply moved by this scene. Surely their profound feelings had touched the heavens, allowing His Highness the Crown Prince to return safely and reunite with the Crown Princess!
Truly a love that could withstand the test of time and hardship!
Yet only Rong Jiayi felt his joy doused like a bucket of cold water, a sharp pain piercing his heart. He stubbornly refused to look away, as if doing so would sever the budding feelings that threatened to emerge within him.
Xiao Yu towered over Song Feiwan, scrutinizing her from above. Her astonishing words made him forget to pull her away.
"What do you call me?" he asked, parting his lips.
Song Feiwan couldn’t free her hands to respond; instead, she used them to wipe her tears on his clothing, clearly noticing the twitch at the corner of his mouth.
She chuckled to herself, thinking, "Well, who told you to grip my hand so tightly just now?"
On her face, a mix of sadness and joy intertwined as she said, "Look at me, I got so excited that I forgot you don't remember anything right now. You are Xiao Yu, the esteemed Prince of the Great Zhou!"
Three years ago, news of the war came, saying you died in the earthquake while pursuing the remnants of the Northern Rong. There was no trace left of you. Song Feiwan started to cry again, believing she would never see you again! Now that you have returned to the capital safe and sound, I truly have no other wishes!
With hope in her eyes, she asked, "Your Highness, do you really not remember anything from before?"
Xiao Yu squinted his eyes, anticipating that if he nodded, she would look hurt.
His silence brought a bitter expression to her face, yet she still tried hard to smile as if she didn’t want him to worry. "It’s alright; there are so many doctors in the capital. Your Highness will remember eventually. Even if you don’t remember, it’s fine as long as you’re here," she murmured softly.
Her small face leaned closer, affectionately rubbing against his back, looking utterly smitten with him.
Xiao Yu felt her touch and swallowed hard; his gaze darkened.
After a moment's hesitation, he raised his hand and gently pushed Song Feiwan away a little.
As expected, hurt flashed across her face; she stood behind him like a little wife.
Though it was an inappropriate moment, he found her expression quite pleasing.
Unbeknownst to him, his mood shifted to one of clarity and warmth.
Retracting his gaze, he turned to look at Rong Jiayi.
Was what she said true?
Comment 0 Comment Count