"But in my heart—"

His hands became tighter and tighter, and my fingers were clattering slightly, as if the drowning man had grabbed the last straw, and as if the person who was in desperate situation wanted to find life desperately. The dark eyes looked at me tightly, as if he wanted to capture me like this.

After struggling for a long time, he said, "Yan Qingying, I like you."

“…”

I was shocked and stayed there.

What did he say?

He seemed very quiet and even calm at me, looking at me calmly, but that sentence was like a hurricane, which suddenly turned the balance and peace that should have been maintained between me and him into a mess.

"Yan Qingying, I like you."

But this sentence fell clearly into my ears.

I didn't expect that he would say this to me. He and I were born in such a family and had a long time ago become accustomed to being simple and roundabout, and even instinctively only saying a few words, but never confessed without any concealment like him now.

He... likes me?

I just felt a heavy stone in my chest, slowly pressing on my heart.

He also held my hand tightly, and the cold sweat in his palm was greasy on his skin, which was a little smooth and uncomfortable. I subconsciously wanted to pull it out, but I couldn't break free. I only felt that he was exerting force more and more, as if by letting go, I would lose everything.

I finally couldn't help but speak: "Your Majesty..."

When he heard me like this, for some reason, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes, and even a hint of fierceness of the trapped beast who was forced into a desperate situation. He also used a little more force in his hand to lock me tightly: "Where are you?"

“…”

"I told you all I want to say today. Where are you?!"

My hand was almost about to shatter in his palm, and I gritted my teeth and looked at him: "Your Majesty is telling me?"

“…”

“Not to let me choose.”

This sentence seemed to anger him more. I could see the sudden fury in his eyes, as if he was about to eat me in front of him. But he didn't attack me, but just grabbed my wrist and pulled it hard in front of him, and hissed: "Yan Qingying, are you really heartless?!"

I bit my lower lip, and before I even had time to speak, he said fiercely: "No one wants to invade you, why do you have to arm yourself layer by layer? You never know how much effort it will take if others want to get close to you!"

I laughed in anger: "Your Majesty, are you going to settle the accounts with the people?"

"Can't I count on you?"

The more he said, the tighter he grabbed me, the more severe the pain on my wrist almost made me lose my mind. I cracked my mouth and exposed my white teeth, and smiled at him: "No one wants to invade me, but the injuries I have suffered are literally!"

He was stunned, as if he suddenly woke up from his dream and let go.

The shackles like iron-plied in his hand were loosened, but several purple-red marks had been left behind. The pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow was still spreading. I wonder what kind of bruises would be left at that time.

He seemed to be at a loss: "Light."

I held my wrist that was so painful that it was about to break. Seeing that he was about to reach out to me again, I stood up and staggered back. He was not willing to accept it and stood up to approach me. The two of them retreated one by one and approached the other in just a few steps. My heels hit the threshold and my whole body staggered and fell backwards.

"Light!"

He was startled and hurriedly reached out to hold me, but I stepped back and retreated outside the door.

When the two of them met in this way, he seemed to be blocked by an invisible door. The extended hand froze in the air, almost touching me, but I shook my body gently and avoided it.

He grabbed his hands with a weak hand and only caught nothing.

The hand was slowly clenched in the air. I could hear his finger bones clattering, and I could almost feel his complicated mood at this moment. He looked at me, and his dark eyes were full of entanglements: "What do you want me?"

I held my wrist and pinched the wound that was almost broken, and said calmly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is planning to tell me today, but I don't plan to let me choose, right?"

His breathing sank.

But he didn't say anything.

I smiled faintly.

Although he told me clearly today, confessed to me, and even became much colder to Nangong Lizhu, these were not what I cared about. He still only told me his decision and did not hand over the power of choice to me.

No matter whether he likes or hates, whether he loves or hates, I can only bear his feelings, and cannot choose or even refuse.

He took a deep breath: "Not bad."

“…”

"I really don't plan to let you choose."

“…”

"Because, I want you!"

A violent sorrow surged into my heart, my eyes turned red, and I looked at him indifferently. After a while, I suddenly chuckled.

His brow frowned: "Light!"

As he spoke, he had already taken a big step forward, but I took several steps back one after another. He did not press on, but he did not take a step. The two of them were chasing and escaping as if hunters and prey were hunting and escaping. I finally retreated to the yard. The kite was in a hurry. When I stepped on the bluestone slab, I felt a bone-black chill rising from the soles of my feet and spreading all over my body.

My heart was completely cold.

I originally thought I could still have a way out, as long as he didn't say it, as long as this layer of window paper was not pierced, or even as long as I maintained the balance of danger and exhaustion, then one day I could find a chance to leave, and I would definitely have a chance to choose, but I didn't expect that the Heart Sutra that night made Nangong Lizhu live, but he died of Nangong Lizhu's heart. I didn't expect that I would face this moment, and he told me everything, but refused to give me a chance to choose.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! He is still him. No matter what he has experienced, how gentle the mask he has put on, but in his heart, he is still the domineering and cruel man, and has not changed from beginning to end.

I looked at him blankly: "Then what else do you want me to say?"

He gritted his teeth: "I want you to accept it!"

I shook my head and shook my head again: "No!"

"Yan—Qing—Ying!" His eyes suddenly turned red: "After all, you still want to leave me!"

“…”

"Leave me, who do you want to go to?"

“…”

"Pei Yuanxiu? Or Liu Qinghan?" He said these two names, his teeth choked, as if he wanted to crush these two people's bones and ashes. Even the expression on his face became ferocious: "Do you think you can still return to them? Pei Yuanxiu, he has married Han Ruoshi, and the media is marrying the heaven and earth as evidence. If you go back, what is it? What is it to Miaoyan?! As for Liu Qinghan, Liu Qinghan--"

When he mentioned this name, his breathing became a little more difficult, as if his body was about to be unable to bear the heavy burden of the name. After a long time, his voice became a little hoarse: "Why do you think I want to marry him and Yuanzhen!"

This sentence was like a sharp knife, piercing into my chest.

I staggered a step, but this time I finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground in a mess.

Tears finally burst into my eyes.

The moment I fell to the ground, he was also startled and hurriedly stepped forward to support me, but before he could do it, he hurriedly squatted down and protected my arms with both hands, but felt my whole body trembling, like a child who had just woken up from a nightmare.

My nightmare has never woken up.

Of course I know the reason why he gave Qinghan the marriage.

In Jixiang Village, the cold house; the smileless face; the deep, cold eyes; and the distance between him and me—

Only one step away.

He is always one step away from me. He can clearly live in Jixiang Village until he grows old, but he is found by the man in front of him. He can obviously take the opportunity to elope in the Juma River Valley, but he encounters the civil unrest in the south of the Yangtze River. Even on the island, I once had such an unrecognizable expectation in my heart. Maybe, right there, he and I were trapped by heaven and earth, and even if we die, we will die together. Who knew that even in such a Jedi, we were all back without any harm.

Then, he got married.

Then, Pei Yuanzhen died tragically.

After all, it will be a blur.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

I laughed, with tears on my face and blood-filled red eyes, but I laughed unscrupulously. The laughter seemed to be something tearing apart and something was shattering. Pei Yuanhao's eyes showed a look of astonishment. He looked down at me, looked at me crying, and laughed.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and carried me into his arms.

"Light!"

I fell into his arms in a mess, and my face, which was completely wet with tears, was pressed against his chest, but at this moment I was already unconscious. I just kept laughing, and tears surged out like a dam.

His body was hugged tightly by him, but he couldn't suppress it.

His hands kept tightening, hugging me tightly, gritting his teeth: "Light!"

"Pei Yuanhao!"

Finally, I did not call him His Majesty or the Emperor, but called him by his name directly. I hope that I would be crushed to pieces at this moment for such a crime of rebellion, but I did not, just experiencing the pain of crushing to pieces. I tore his clothes hard in his arms, and even wanted to tear him apart, and said fiercely: "I hate you! I hate you!"

His arms trembled violently.

I heard his heartbeat, hitting hard in a place that was only separated by a layer of flesh and blood. His breathing was also in his ears, as heavy as a heartbeat, and even painful. I don’t know how long he spoke slowly in his suffocation, his voice as hoarse as it came from hell-

"You hate me!"

"I hate you!"

"You hate me!"

“…”
Chapter completed!