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I frowned, feeling a bit impatient with his affection.
I realized that the days of chasing after him were long gone.
I no longer felt the same way about his playful touches and teasing.
In the past, I thought it was sweet.
Now, I only felt troubled.
I pulled my hand away from his and said coldly, "I dare not."
The smile on his face froze.
He let go of my hand, revealing a hurt expression.
I turned my head away, refusing to look at him.
"Hongxin, why didn't you wait for me?" Puyi called out as she ran up with a kite in hand.
She addressed him by name.
She ran too fast and stumbled over a stone, nearly falling.
Liangqiu Hongxin quickly reached out to help her.
Puyi had already steadied herself; she pouted and shook his arm playfully, saying, "Hongxin, you promised to accompany me to fly kites."
"Why did you run off by yourself?"
I looked down at the stone beneath my feet.
Perhaps he didn't go looking for Puyi because he saw me.
As soon as that thought crossed my mind, I dismissed it.
He liked Puyi so much; how could he give her up for me?
Puyi noticed the fox fur cloak in my hand and snatched it away excitedly, saying, "Hongxin, I want this."
He smiled and replied, "Alright."
I gritted my teeth, disregarding any sense of decorum, and rushed forward to snatch it back.
Puyi lost her balance and took two steps back before falling into the water.
Because Puyi fell into the water, Liangqiu Hongxin insisted that I give her the fox fur cloak as an apology.
"Sang Yi, Puyi doesn't blame you; she just likes this fox tail."
"Besides, your return is also thanks to her."
Why should I?
Why should I give up my own things?
Moreover, in his eyes, I am just Puyi's substitute.
Why should I let go?
With red eyes, I grabbed his collar and gritted my teeth, asking, "Liangqiu Hongxin, what right do you have to point fingers at me?"
"This fox tail isn't yours."
"It was given by My Father, not your father."
I pushed him, trying to force him out.
He turned and pulled me into his arms, insisting, "Sang Yi, stop making a scene."
Am I making a scene?
I just don't want to lose my own things.
Why can't I even have this?
I cried sadly.
Everything around me changed.
I seemed to see my younger self.
That little me, riding on my father's shoulders, galloping across the grasslands with my brother.
I heard Liangqiu Hongxin's anxious voice: "Sang Yi, what's wrong?"
"Don't scare me."
"Stop crying, okay?"
"I beg you."
He seemed to love me very much.
Love me more than before.
I seemed to hear the sound of the fox fur cloak being torn apart.
But I no longer cared.
Because I was still in his arms.
7
When I woke up, only Doctor Sun was kneeling in front of me.
His expression was heavy, hesitating to speak, and finally he said softly, "Your Highness, your condition this year is more serious than last year."
"I am worried..."
I forced myself to remain calm and told him to rise, saying lightly, "How much longer can This Palace survive?"
Doctor Sun lowered his head even further, seemingly reluctant to speak: "At most a year and a half, at least..."
"At least three or four months."
"Your Highness, I am powerless."
I stared blankly at my hands.
I am still so young, with many things left undone.
I do not want to die.
I want to die on the vast grasslands like my father.
Not under this square sky.
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