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"Luo Yu, you are now a regional prince and should maintain your dignity."
"But you should not have entered the capital without permission."
"If I report this to the Emperor, do you know what will happen?"
Xiao Yi looked at the person before him, his voice devoid of any warmth.
Luo Yu, wearing a mask, stood on the other side of the wooden bridge.
"Your Highness, do you still have the leisure to discuss this with me?"
"Back during the Dongyang campaign, everyone said you were dead."
"I truly believed you had died there."
"But how are you still alive?"
"The Predecessor Emperor is dead, and the current Yuwen Hao is nothing but a waste. Why did you give him the throne?"
"Why not give the throne to me?"
"Your Highness, it was you who destroyed the Luo family and ruined me."
"So today, taking your life is only right."
Xiao Yi looked at the person before him, his expression unchanged.
"Why shouldn't I give you the throne?"
"Because you lack compassion."
"If you were to sit in that position, you would be worse than Yuwen Hao."
"If I forcibly elevate you, you would only meet the same fate as Ling Xiao."
"You are quite eloquent, Your Highness," Luo Yu sneered.
"But in these years, what achievements have you made as a minister?"
Xiao Yi did not respond.
"The victor becomes king while the loser becomes a bandit."
"It is fate; why must you be so stubborn?"
"Enough."
"It’s time to leave."
Xiao Yi took a step to depart.
"Your Highness!"
Luo Yu suddenly called out to me.
"Aren't you curious about how you died back then?"
Xiao Yi turned sharply to look at Luo Yu.
"What do you mean?"
Luo Yu smiled, his gaze landing on me.
"Why not ask Qian Qian beside you? You'll know everything."
I frowned, a sense of foreboding creeping in.
Just as I was about to speak, Xiao Yi had already covered my ears.
"Luo Yu, you should leave."
Luo Yu looked at us, laughing heartily as he turned to leave.
Once he was far away, Xiao Yi let go of me.
"What happened?"
"What did he say?"
Xiao Yi looked at me, his expression calm.
"Just baseless speculation and nonsense."
"If you want to hear it, I can tell you."
"No need."
I replied somewhat dejectedly.
I took a step forward, my mind in chaos.
Why was Luo Yu here?
What secret was there between him and Xiao Yi?
My thoughts were a tangled mess.
"Qian Qian."
Xiao Yi called out to me.
I stopped in my tracks and didn't move forward.
"You're just going to let him go?"
I looked at Xiao Yi with some anger.
"You should have stopped him!"
Xiao Yi looked at me with a calm expression.
"Things aren't that simple."
I was too lazy to respond to him and took a step forward.
But before I could walk very far, Xiao Yi grabbed my arm.
"Are you angry?"
I shot him a glare.
"What does it have to do with you?"
Xiao Yi chuckled lightly and handed me something he was holding.
I paused for a moment and looked down.
In Xiao Yi's hand was a clay figurine.
It was exactly like the one I had talked about with him that day.
I was taken aback and instinctively asked, "Where did you find this?"
Xiao Yi chuckled again.
"I made it."
"I remember everything you said that day."
Holding the clay figurine, I felt an inexplicable pang of sadness in my heart.
As we walked back, I remained silent the entire way.
Xiao Yi said I seemed unhappy.
I tugged at his sleeve, following behind him.
"What's wrong?"
He turned to look at me.
"Nothing."
I replied in a muffled voice.
Xiao Yi stopped in his tracks, looking at me with a half-smile.
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