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Chapter 5: Deep Affection Difficult to Overcome
"On what basis do you think I will obediently listen to you?" Wen Qingyu sneered. "Do you really think that after what you've done to the Wen Family, I would willingly stay by your side like a dog for you to trample on?"
Hearing Wen Qingyu's cold mockery, Yan Zhi Xi felt a sharp pain in his heart, and his hands fell weakly to his sides.
Indeed, there was an insurmountable chasm between them.
In between lay the lives of hundreds of people from the Wen Family, and the price of Wen Qingyu nearly dying once.
"No, it's not like you think."
Yan Zhi Xi clenched his fists and spoke earnestly, "You are not... you are the person I like, Qing'er. I know everything now. I know it was you who saved me, but I mistook it for Wen Ruxue. But I realized it too late."
Upon hearing this, Wen Qingyu felt a mix of emotions.
She never expected that Yan Zhi Xi had not forgotten her. She never realized that it was Wen Ruxue who had taken her place...
But even so, what difference did it make? The blood debts of the Wen Family and the torment she had endured could not be erased by simply saying forget.
"Yan Zhi Xi, from the moment I died, our relationship ended. Just go, treat it as if I am already dead." Wen Qingyu stood up and walked toward the inner room.
Yan Zhi Xi looked at her frail figure and bit his lip, shouting loudly, "I harmed your... family, and you're just going to let it go like this? Don't you want revenge?"
Wen Qingyu was taken aback. "I don't want to think about it anymore. In this life, I don't want to have any relationship with you. Someone like you is not worth my love, nor is he worth my hatred."
"Ah."
Suddenly hearing Rui Xi's cry of pain, Wen Qingyu turned around abruptly.
Rui Xi was being held by a guard with her hands twisted behind her back, tears shimmering in her watery eyes.
"Yan Zhi Xi, what exactly do you want to do?"
Wen Qingyu was about to go mad. Yan Zhi Xi repeatedly challenged her understanding of him, making her doubt whether the gentle boy she had first met with that warm smile was merely an illusion.
The pain in Yan Zhi Xi's expression vanished, replaced by that of a cold and heartless emperor. "I'm sorry, but I can only do this. As long as you return to the palace with me, I will let her go."
"Hate me if you must; it's better than you completely forgetting me." Yan Zhi Xi grasped Wen Qingyu's hand and placed it over his heart, his tone suddenly softening. "Qing'er, can we start over?"
The deep affection burning in Yan Zhi Xi's starry eyes made Wen Qingyu feel a chill.
This was once the deeply buried desire in her heart; at this moment... it had become an inescapable nightmare. Why did fate torment her so?
"Yan Zhi Xi, don't force me to hate you even more."
The poison that had not acted up for a long time began to throb painfully now. Wen Qingyu spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
“Qing'er, what happened to you?” Yan Zhi Xi shouted as he held her tightly.
Rui Xi, who was being restrained by the guards, became anxious and said bluntly, “Hey, Emperor, don’t provoke Sister Qingyu. I finally managed to bring her back; don’t make her die from anger.”
Yan Zhi Xi suddenly turned his head, his eagle-like eyes fixed on Rui Xi. “You saved her?”
“Yes,” Rui Xi replied. “If you want me to completely heal her, then let my brother go.”
Rui Xi guessed correctly; the illusion created by Chasing Wind could only be undone by the one who set it up, unless that person was injured…
A mere girl was able to threaten him. Yan Zhi Xi felt deep anger, but as he sensed Wen Qingyu's increasingly cold hand, an unprecedented panic filled his heart. He could not bear to watch Wen Qingyu leave for a second time…
“Fine, I agree,” Yan Zhi Xi said with a dark expression. “However, you must return to the palace with me.”
Rui Xi broke free from the guards' grip and replied cheerfully, “Deal!”
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