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Pei Zhiqing gazed deeply into her eyes, his dark orbs swirling with unspoken emotions. Just as well, I do not like others to touch what belongs to me; in this life, there is only you. Your body, your heart, and your very being all belong to me.
Yes, all of it is yours. You acknowledge this; I will possess you for a lifetime, and you will never escape my grasp. If anyone dares to covet you, I will feel jealous and angry, wishing them a fate of heartbreak and poison—poison that will end their life. If you were to die, I would be buried beside you.
Pei Zhiqing looked at the charming woman before him, a wave of satisfaction washing over his heart. He wrapped his arms around Gu Qingning's waist, longing to hold her tightly and love her fiercely.
There would be no one else; in this life, it is only you.
Gu Qingning pressed against his chest, feeling the irregular rhythm of his heartbeat, and ripples of emotion stirred within her. For the first time, she sensed the deep feelings buried within this man—feelings so rich and profound.
In her past life, she had accepted the imperial decree from Emperor Jing, determined to marry Pei Zhirui. Seeing how much she adored Pei Zhirui, Gu Changqing had refrained from revealing the betrothal arranged for her since childhood, allowing her to pursue her desires.
Now, a betrothal arranged in childhood had turned into a commitment of body and soul—fate intertwined in ways unseen. In this life, Gu Qingning was destined to be Pei Zhiqing's.
He loved so deeply and so quietly; why had he never spoken of it in their past lives? Why had she remained unaware until the end?
"Pei Zhiqing," Gu Qingning asked softly, "when did you start liking me?" The reason of an arranged marriage held no weight for her.
Pei Zhiqing fell silent.
He thought back to his childhood and the soft little girl he once knew. Consort Chen and Shi Min were close friends; when Shi Min was heavily pregnant, she often visited the palace to keep Consort Chen company. Little Pei Zhiqing would look at Shi Min's belly and often call out for a sister.
Seeing her son so fond of Shi Min, Consort Chen couldn't help but ask him one day while pointing at Shi Min's belly, "How about having Aunt Shi's daughter as your bride?"
The young Pei Zhiqing nodded in confusion.
The Consort Chen was overjoyed and immediately pointed at Shi Min's belly to arrange the engagement.
After Gu Qingning emerged, Pei Zhiqing was the first man to hold her.
When I was little, I disliked taking medicine, and the Consort would try every means to make me drink it, but I refused. Only one little girl could make me finish every drop of medicine. Afterward, she would coax me with a piece of date paste pastry, promising to make me date paste pastries for the rest of my life.
Pei Zhiqing fell into his memories, recounting the past.
Gu Qingning had always doubted herself; despite not liking sweets, she found herself fond of date paste pastries.
What she ate was not merely a pastry but a beautiful memory buried deep within her heart that she had forgotten.
Back then, she joked with Bai Zhi and Lu Yan that Jin Sha must be the first customer at the shop when he went to buy date paste pastries.
It wasn't just a joke; Jin Sha really would buy date paste pastries.
Why don’t I remember this?
Gu Qingning asked in confusion.
It was a memory shared by two people, yet only one remembered it.
In his past life, how much courage did Pei Zhiqing need to muster to willingly hand her over to Pei Zhirui, dragging his broken body to the battlefield to guard the borders?
The more she thought about it, the more pain twisted in her heart, as if her insides were tangled together, causing her breath to catch painfully.
This kind of pain felt like an invisible giant hand tightly gripping her throat, nearly suffocating her.
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