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Her already slender figure appeared even more emaciated, the oversized robe nearly engulfing her, resembling a flower on the verge of wilting.
Casting aside the last trace of hesitation in his heart, Xu Cangyuan handed the filled wine cup to Jiang Ruoshui, his hand trembling slightly as he said, "I just wanted to talk to you."
He dared not meet Jiang Ruoshui's gaze.
Jiang Ruoshui sensed that Xu Cangyuan had something on his mind but did not press him. Holding a brocade box in one hand, she took the wine cup with the other and downed it in one gulp.
In the next moment, Xu Cangyuan's expression darkened. He pointed at Jiang Ruoshui and said sternly, "You conspire to usurp the throne; such deeds cannot be tolerated. Today, I will Clear the Usurpers and eliminate the Rebel."
His voice echoed loudly in the room, yet a flicker of reluctance crossed his eyes.
Jiang Ruoshui's body suddenly softened, as if all her strength had drained away. She trembled slightly and asked, "Cangyuan, what are you saying?" Her eyes were filled with shock and disbelief, her face turning pale.
"Clear the Usurpers and eliminate the Rebel."
Feeling a pang of guilt, Xu Cangyuan turned his face away from Jiang Ruoshui. His lips quivered slightly, as if thousands of needles were piercing his heart.
"What a Clear the Usurpers and eliminate the Rebel; what a Xu Cangyuan."
Jiang Ruoshui smiled brightly, but that smile was more sorrowful than tears, her hand trembling as she nearly dropped the brocade box.
She stepped closer to Xu Cangyuan, pressing the brocade box into his arms. Lowering her gaze to conceal her emotions, she said, "Take this jade seal. The throne and the Dragon Ridge Dynasty were meant for you to claim. I intended for you to ascend smoothly under the banner of Clear the Usurpers, but you have acted too soon."
Jiang Ruoshui's voice was soft, yet it struck Xu Cangyuan's heart like a heavy hammer.
She had arrived just a moment too early, enough to see through everything, enough to leave her wounded and scarred. Jiang Ruoshui's body swayed slightly, as if she might collapse at any moment.
Xu Cangyuan was stunned by Jiang Ruoshui's words, his eyes wide with shock and regret, the brocade box in his hands feeling as heavy as a thousand pounds.
"You once asked me if I would still save you if you were not the Prince of Huai," Jiang Ruoshui said, her brow furrowing slightly as a wave of pain spread from her heart, like countless needles pricking at her.
She pressed her hand tightly against her chest, struggling to suppress the discomfort that surged within her, a flicker of determination flashing in her eyes. "What you don’t know is that from the very beginning, I was headed towards the exiled group. As long as it was you—Xu Cangyuan—whether you were the Prince of Huai or a beggar, I would have gone."
Her gaze held an all-consuming affection, her lips trembling slightly.
"Why?" Xu Cangyuan's eyes widened further, another wave of shock crashing over him like a surging tide, making it hard for him to breathe.
His chest heaved violently, as if trying to expel the shock and confusion with each breath.
"I love you," Jiang Ruoshui managed to say, swallowing down the metallic sweetness rising in her throat that made her feel nauseous.
She frowned slightly, yet her eyes were filled with love as she continued, "Years ago in the capital, we met. Perhaps you don't believe in love at first sight—I don't either—but that's how I fell for you. What can I do?"
Jiang Ruoshui's voice was somewhat hoarse but full of deep emotion.
She raised her hand and struggled to shake the string of bells around her wrist. The bells chimed clearly, as if recounting their secret past together. "Look, this string of bells is still the one you gave me back then. You don't remember it, do you?"
She looked at Xu Cangyuan, her eyes filled with a hint of expectation and sadness, hoping he could remember something.
Memories surged like a tidal wave, overwhelming Xu Cangyuan and drowning him mercilessly.
The image of the lively girl he had encountered at the temple fair years ago gradually became clear in his mind. Her charming smile and bright eyes shone like a beam of light into his world, slowly merging with the figure of Jiang Ruoshui before him.
Xu Cangyuan's body trembled slightly, his eyes filled with astonishment and regret. His brows furrowed tightly as he repeatedly questioned himself: Why had he never noticed before? Why was he so slow to understand?
"Don't you like Batel?" Xu Cangyuan asked hoarsely, his throat feeling constricted, his voice somewhat raspy.
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