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"Forgive you for what...?"
"Qi Yuchen, what exactly should I forgive you for?"
Her hand, held weakly by the person behind her, was grasped firmly. With her back turned to him, the corners of her lips twisted in bitterness.
"It's already too late..." She pulled her hand away from that warm grip.
She hadn't taken a few steps forward when her body was forcefully pulled back into the embrace of the person behind her. His voice was cold and wicked: "...Is it my fault for being sincere? Why should I ask for your forgiveness? I forgot that your heart, like ice, can never be warmed no matter what..."
"From now on, you'd better obediently listen to me; otherwise, I can't guarantee that your chubby little son won't encounter any mishaps."
Su Peijiu's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this, but then she remembered that Sheng'er was with her master and there was no way Qi Mo could succeed.
"You think I'm falling for this? Besides using others to threaten me, can you do anything else?" She struggled fiercely, trying to scratch his face, but he easily stopped her.
Qi Mo looked at her black hair with a complicated expression, his thin lips parted slightly: "Don't believe me?"
Aside from using others to threaten you, I really can't do anything else... But don't you know? Why do I only have the ability to threaten you? It's because I can't bear to hurt you...
Su Peijiu scoffed: "Master Mu Chu's martial arts are unparalleled. Even if you're skilled, there's no way you can take my Sheng'er from him. You should come up with a better lie."
The response was a low chuckle from the man: "So you've sent your precious son to Mu Chu... No wonder I couldn't find any trace of him." Su Peijiu realized she had fallen into his trap but wasn't angry: "Even if you know, so what? There is no one who can defeat Mu Chu! Moreover, with so many formations on Changbai Mountain, without the master's approval, you won't even get halfway up!"
Her shoulders were adjusted as she faced him. She noticed that his pitch-black eyes had somehow turned azure; it seemed she could see sparkling crystals within those orbs. His thin lips were vibrant, and just one smile could leave one entranced.
She heard a phrase slip from those red lips, causing her pupils to constrict: "...Did your androgynous senior brother not tell you? You have another junior brother..."
"Senior Sister... I see you are well." With the restraints on her shoulders gone, she stared blankly at him, her lips trembling: "You... what just happened?"
"I, Master Mu Chu of Changbai Mountain, have taken in three disciples... and coincidentally, the third disciple is the person standing before you." His large hand caressed her soft hair, his voice a gentle whisper filled with meaning: "So... Senior Sister, do you think your junior brother is incapable of bringing your precious Changbai Mountain out?"
"Or do you think I lack the ability to send someone to Changbai before Nan Xie Tower? My dear lady... you are truly naive." His voice echoed in her ears like a devil's whisper.
Qi Mo was cold-blooded and ruthless; she had seen it with her own eyes. If Sheng'er fell into his hands, how could she ensure that the child would be unharmed?
Should she tell him that this was her own flesh and blood? Even a tiger does not eat its cubs; she could not harm her own son...
Until the last moment... she would never reveal this secret!
This secret, if possible... she wanted to take it to the grave!
"What do you want me to do... I can fulfill any of your requests, just don't touch Sheng'er..."
Qi Yuchen... in her past life, she had given you over two thousand lives from Great Yan along with her own; in this life, do you not even want to spare my last lifeline?
Closing her eyes, she felt a drop fall from the corner of her eye, sliding down her cheek to her lips. "If you harm Sheng'er, you will regret it..." She opened her eyes to look at him, her delicate hands clutching his collar, her eyes red: "You will regret it! You will regret it..."
"Even if I regret it..." he would stop at nothing to keep her bound to him... until death!
"From this moment on, Su Peijiu, you will be my Mo Army's spy left in Great Yan. You must report every move of the Red Nation Royal Family without concealment. Of course..." He narrowed his eyes, his long fingers stroking her red lips as he leaned closer: "If I find out that you intend to send someone to Changbai to protect that child, you will bear the consequences..."
Not knowing how she found her way back, she stumbled into the corridor, weakly hugging a pillar as she sat on the railing, faint traces of tears on her face.
Time slowly passed.
A pure white handkerchief with a warm fragrance was handed in front of her. She looked up in a daze and saw Qi Rong.
"Although I don't know what happened to you... you should wipe your tears. Prince Ping'an can't be crying," he said in a low but warm voice. It was hard to imagine that the previously ruthless prince had such a gentle side.
Su Peijiu took the handkerchief...
Not far away, under the lush Rosebush, a man in dark clothes stood watching them, his Azure eyes flickering with emotions that were difficult to discern.
Leyang stood behind his master and spoke, "Master, doing this will only push her further away..."
"Further away...?" Qi Mo looked at the two people in the corridor, feeling a sting in his heart but unable to look away.
Leyang sighed lightly, "Women need to be cherished; no woman wants to be favored under the guise of being used."
Qi Mo only smiled, but there was no joy in his eyes. "Aren't you also helpless regarding Le Yun's matter?"
Leyang thought of his sister's stubborn face and hesitated for a moment before defending himself, "These two matters are fundamentally different. Le Yun harbors deep resentment towards me; I have wronged her..."
Qi Mo's hand brushed against the blooming Rose beside him. He closed his palm, and the sharp thorns pricked into his soft palm, blood sliding down the lines of his hand. A gust of wind passed by, and a faint voice echoed, "Isn't she also filled with hatred towards me?"
Hatred... he now humbly wished that she could continue to hate him, to keep hating him...
Fearing that one day she would stop hating him and forget about him...
Who knows that he... was someone without a next life? He only wished for her lingering resentment towards him, this hatred enduring without end.
On the opposite corridor.
Su Peijiu's emotions had already recovered. She clenched the handkerchief in her palm, feeling a bit embarrassed: "I hope I didn't embarrass Marquis."
"The hall was indeed too lively; I didn't expect Qi Che to cause such a commotion," Qi Rong changed the subject with a smile. "It was just too noisy, so I stepped out for some fresh air."
"...You don't think he left you all behind because..." Su Peijiu's words got stuck in her throat. She was the one who had orchestrated everything; now, what right did she have to question others?
In fact, she hadn't anticipated that Yuan Cang would fall so quickly and easily... Even three years later, it still felt somewhat unbelievable.
Qi Rong must have known she was Nan Xie Tower Master of the Building when she was conferred the title of prince... He didn't seem to show much reaction. Remembering how strong-willed he had been back then, it seemed as if he had become indifferent to life and death, fame and fortune. This left her feeling quite unsettled.
"Let the past be the past... All paths are our own choices; without cause, there will be no effect. Forcing the past will only make life harder for oneself. I don't want to suffer, so I've chosen to let it go, turn a page, and continue with life."
Forcing the past will only make life harder for oneself; I don't want to suffer... The past... turn a page, and life continues...
Su Peijiu was stunned. These words concealed the complexity in Water Eyes. She stood up awkwardly, tucking her messy hair behind her ear, and smiled: "I've been out for too long; I should head back."
"Okay, I'll stand here for a while longer."
After walking a short distance, Su Peijiu turned back to look at Qi Rong. She could only see him standing straight in the corridor. Despite being only a dozen meters away, it felt like they were worlds apart.
For reasons unknown to her, she called out from afar: "Su Xingyan has returned to Chang'an." She saw his silhouette sway slightly against the night but received no further response.
With Su Xingyan returning to Chang'an, everything about the Su Family would once again unfold. With Yuan Cang's extermination crime gone, they could now frolic freely again. However, Su Peijiu was unaware that Su Xingyan and the others would eventually turn their schemes against themselves; of course, that was a story for another time.
Suddenly, Su Peijiu remembered a maid named Silver Dove, who had insisted on following her family's dog back then. How was she living now?
Three years had passed in a flash... Many things had changed; she had forgotten much and overlooked even more. During that year filled with hatred, scheming became commonplace. Although things weren't much better now, at least during that time... her heart had never wavered.
She had never been swayed by a man named Qi Mo.
Step by step, she walked toward the brightly lit area, as if she were skimming through the events of that year, her heart softening yet somehow becoming harder.
Entering the grand hall, she saw the drunken antics of the crowd. Frowning, she sat back in her corner, but unexpectedly, those people approached her like hunting dogs drawn by a scent, wanting to toast her: "Tonight, we won't leave until we're drunk... Prince Ping'an, you can't escape..."
Lustful gazes roamed over her. Su Peijiu suppressed the urge to vomit and stood up, pushing Zhang Cheng in front of her. Holding a jug of wine, she walked forward and surprisingly took a soft cushion to sit beside Jun Ye Su.
She reached out and tugged at Jun Ye Su's sleeve: "Your Majesty wouldn't really want me to get drunk in this grand hall, would you?"
"Do you know that the position beside me is not one that just anyone can occupy?" He did not answer her question but asked ambiguously.
Water Eyes floated past the wooden mask of the Chancellor at the lower seat. She chuckled lightly: "It's just cooperation. If Your Majesty wants to trip up Resolute Stone, is there any other choice besides cooperating with This King?"
Jun Ye Su grasped her hand that was holding his sleeve, his palm cold and dry: "Are you serious?"
"When has Nan Xie Tower ever not been serious?"
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