“You disappeared and scared me to death.”

His voice was hoarse and broken, carrying suppressed panic and enormous emotions of unknown origin – like anger, yet not entirely so. He lowered his head to kiss her.

Suzhen’s heart constricted, but she turned her face away to avoid him.

His hand pressing on her shoulder sank slightly, but he ultimately didn’t force her, only burying his head in her neck.

Suzhen reached for the restraints on her feet, but he gripped both her hands tightly.

Because everyone was entering one after another, seeing this situation, they unusually didn’t smile but instead showed complex, worried expressions as they silently took their seats. Only then did Suzhen restrain herself and not lose her temper.

Only Lian Jie was quite helpless: “Sixth Brother, Huaisu, you can wait until later for this… it’s not too late. Cooperate a bit now so I can work properly.”

Was she the uncooperative one? Suzhen glared fiercely at Lian Yu. He loosened his arms slightly, and she sat to the side, but was still held by his extended hand. Lian Xin’s eyes darted mischievously toward her, but when she saw Lian Yu remove his outer robe and middle garment, exposing his chest, her face reddened and she quickly turned away.

Xiao Zhou somewhat roguishly raised his chin at her.

Except for the moment when he had to release her to undress, he kept holding her hand throughout – warm, sweaty, and desperately tight.

The smell of blood and sweat filled her nostrils. Suzhen gritted her teeth but still turned to glance sideways, just as his gazing eyes met hers.

Her heart felt as if something had stabbed it again, and she quickly turned her head away.

Throughout the journey, his gaze remained on her until everyone quietly drove the carriage into the imperial city and returned to the emperor’s sleeping quarters.

Because Lian Jie had made arrangements on the way, sending people back to the palace on fast horses to prepare, the interior and exterior of the hall had been secretly sealed off by trusted soldiers, with medical instruments and bottles and jars of medicine already prepared.

She and Lian Xin stood to the side. Xuanwu and several others couldn’t help, so they stood with them, watching the remaining people work frantically.

They gave him precious ginseng slices from the palace. Lian Jie performed the surgery, digging out the putrid flesh from his wounds. Xiao Zhou stitched, and Ming Yanchu directed palace servants to brew medicine and replace basins of bloody water.

Throughout, he never fell asleep, continuously watching her through the gaps.

The surroundings were quiet, but Suzhen’s gaze drifted lightly toward the door, occasionally glancing back at the situation.

His body bore over ten new and old scars crisscrossing each other.

The two had been the most intimate of people. She naturally knew where his old scars from being beaten harshly by palace servants were. Now with old and new wounds, several of the lighter marks were left during that struggle for clan power.

These were manageable, but two of the cuts were very deep. She knew these were from his debt to Aluo – wounds that hadn’t healed properly had reopened, with flesh rotting. These looked the most shocking.

These past few days, she had deliberately avoided thinking about his relationship with Aluo. She didn’t know why he had ultimately decided to abandon Aluo and choose her. These festering, hideous wounds seemed to tell her that this was the real decision he had made that night when he forced her.

But it was still too late.

“Good, the situation is very good! Sixth Brother can have a good rest now!”

Her thoughts stopped abruptly. Over there, Lian Jie took the cloth handed by a palace maid, wiped the water from his hands, and smiled with relief. He and Xiao Zhou had treated their brother’s wounds – cleaning, disinfecting, stitching, applying medicine, and bandaging.

Lian Xin brought over the medicine the palace servants had brewed and personally served it to the emperor.

“Come over here.” He slowly leaned against the bed wall, his voice weary yet hoarse with deep emotion.

Only then did everyone half-relax. Not daring to be negligent, Lian Qin without a word half-supported, half-dragged her to the bedside.

“All of you withdraw.” On the bed, his face was pale as paper, but his commands were still decisive, making people dare not disobey.

Xiao Zhou quickly retreated to the side. As soon as Suzhen was gently pressed to sit down, her hand was gripped tightly by him.

He groped for something beside him.

Though using his left hand, his fingers were long and flexible, and in a few moves he had his right hand and her right hand tightly bound together again!

Suzhen’s heart flared with anger – it was the same belt from before! After completing this, the strength in his grip on her hand suddenly loosened.

“I need to sleep for a while. Su, don’t leave… stay with me,” he said.

Almost as soon as the words left his mouth, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Suzhen looked at the restraint on her hand and reached to untie it. Everyone had retreated to the central courtyard, all looking worriedly but not departing. Seeing this, they almost all knelt down simultaneously, including the Lian brothers. Lian Xin vigorously wiped her reddened eyes.

“I cannot accept this courtesy. I won’t leave. I’ll wait until he wakes up before speaking. I won’t make things difficult for you, and please don’t make things difficult for me.” Suzhen quickly untied the belt and threw it to the ground, facing everyone.

Lian Jie and Lian Qin exchanged glances, somewhat embarrassed, and slowly stood up.

“Thank you, thank you for your loyalty to my sixth brother.” Before leaving, Lian Jie still bowed his head in thanks.

In a moment, everyone had withdrawn cleanly. Lian Xin wanted to say something to Suzhen but was pulled away by Lian Qin. Only one person didn’t move.

“Magistrate Li, may I speak with you?”

Suzhen looked at the masked man before her: “Xuanwu, speak.”

“Quan Feitong was able to take you away, probably because he has spies on our side. Master also has informants there. Whether you were really taken back by him – we only need to have people investigate, and in time we can find out. When he went to see Quan Feitong, with his powers of observation, I think half a day would be enough to see some clues.” Xuanwu lowered his head slightly. “But he didn’t dare wait. He was afraid that if you had fallen into the hands of others who meant you harm, even though very few people currently know you’re still alive.”

“When Miss Aluo died, he didn’t know at all. You can imagine his guilt. But you are someone he personally watched disappear, someone he now has the strong power to protect. I don’t know how to describe his feelings, but I saw… he went mad looking for you, searching for survivors in the pile of corpses. He wouldn’t allow anything to happen to you because compared to Miss Aluo, he loves you more.”

Suzhen lowered her eyes and suddenly laughed.

Xuanwu scratched his head with some difficulty, turned his back to compose himself, then turned around again.

“I know you don’t believe it. Well, I wouldn’t believe it either if I were you. But have you thought about why he would choose Miss Aluo?”

“It’s because he has always loved you more. You could choose to separate from him for your friend Consort Wei!”

Suzhen’s whole body trembled violently.

Xuanwu met her gaze without hesitation: “Magistrate Li, you are a person of great righteousness, and I, Xuanwu, respect that. You had your considerations for doing so.”

“But what did it feel like for Master? He’s not as clever and sharp as me, naturally confused as the person involved. So he didn’t know you loved him to the point of life and death. He only knew that your greatest wish was to clear your father’s name!”

“So he decided to give three years to Miss Aluo, and after three years return his life to you.”

“This decision was made as early as the Qixi Festival. That night he took you…” He paused here, seeming somewhat embarrassed, and coughed lightly.

Suzhen’s heart was churning with sweet, sour, bitter, and spicy emotions. Hearing this, her face quickly heated up, and she lowered her head rapidly.

“The premise was that he had already decided to repay with his own life. Remember when he had Ming Yanchu give you medicine? He was thinking, what if you had a child together? On the day of your reckoning, what would happen to the child? How would the child face your enmity and love in the future? And you would hate this child too – you would suffer, and he absolutely couldn’t bear to see that situation. In your view, you probably thought he didn’t love you enough. On the contrary, he loved you desperately.”

“He never expected Aluo to suddenly return. He always felt infinite guilt about Miss Aluo’s death – she ‘died’ because of him, and seeing her again, she was hurt because of him. The day after you spent a night in the palace with him, he went to her room to check on her and heard her tell her maid that if she couldn’t be with him anymore, she would kill herself.”

Suzhen, who had been looking down, suddenly raised her head.

“He finally decided to choose her because without him, you wouldn’t be overly grief-stricken, and certainly wouldn’t give up your life. Because for the sake of friendship, he was someone you could let go of at any time. But Miss Aluo wouldn’t plan to live on. He already owed her one life – would he owe her another?”

“This seemed like Miss Aluo won, but how could it compare to him willingly giving his life to you? Think about it – back then he was late for the appointment because he couldn’t let go of responsibility and harbored ambitions for this picturesque realm. But you need to be alive to possess these great mountains and rivers, right?”

“Yet he could even give you his life. That day when you wanted to kill Miss Aluo, he was pained and hated you, but still used strategy to save you in front of everyone. For him, do you and Miss Aluo really carry the same weight?”

“He did love Miss Aluo, but at that age, before they could pledge life and death, Gu Xiluo ‘died.’ But later he met you, and everything was completely different.”

“Magistrate Li, you might hate him for being cold to you in your heart, but think – was he really heartless toward you? Which time didn’t he secretly care for you? When you said you wanted to investigate cases, he secretly disguised himself as me to follow you, though he didn’t master my essence and was discovered by you.”

Suzhen felt heavy-hearted. Each of Xuanwu’s words seemed to drop a heavy stone in her heart. Hearing him not forget to praise himself, she wanted to smile, but pulling at her lips, she couldn’t squeeze out even a drop of a smile.

“There’s another point that Seventh Master, Qinglong, and the others don’t know. First, after three years he would never let anyone know you were the one who acted. If anyone discovered it, he ordered me to have the imperial guards protect you, protect you forever.”

“Because no one else would possibly let you have the chance to kill him, but I, Xuanwu, am different. I am his shadow. Absolute obedience to him is the meaning of my existence. Even if his command would harm him, as long as he speaks it, I will execute it – serving him loyally in another way. His heart toward you is that he can be killed by you, and even if one day he’s not here, he wants his shadow to protect you forever!”

“Magistrate Li, have you ever thought that originally, if you had just said one sentence to him – ‘Murong Liu, choose me, I can’t live without you’ – so simple, he would have done everything for you regardless of consequences?”

“Just like now, he would rather bear Miss Aluo’s resentment and infamy to try to keep you. Seventh Master and the others all think it’s because you were willing to die for him. That’s not it – he never needed you to prove with your life. He saw your letter and knew you loved him deeply, that you absolutely couldn’t lose him either.”

“Regarding your parents’ death, my master undoubtedly bears responsibility, but ultimately it was the Empress Dowager’s accidental killing. You have your difficulties, and he has his helplessness. Why not try giving him a chance? If you feel you’ve suffered, you should give him a chance even more – that way you can properly torment him, right? If you leave, wouldn’t all the previous grievances be suffered in vain?”

“Xuanwu’s words end here. Though I speak for my master, every sentence is true. If Magistrate Li doesn’t mind my rough words, please consider it.”

Suzhen’s gaze was firmly fixed on the ground, as if not seeing his hesitant, sneaking glances. She absolutely wouldn’t let him see her current state, so she joked: “Xuanwu, I never noticed before that you’re so eloquent with such good speaking skills.”

“That’s right.” Xuanwu nodded: “I’ve always been reserved and don’t like to show off.”

Seeming to sense something very wrong with her voice, he didn’t dare stay longer and quietly slipped out from the side.

“You’re the one who truly loves Lian Yu,” Suzhen wouldn’t let him go.

He was just walking to the door when he heard this and stumbled: “I have no interest in him whatsoever. I like the Lian Jie type. No, I like girls.”

Then came the hurried sound of closing the door.

“Magistrate Li, my master binding your hands and feet is very foolish, isn’t it? In our hearts, he’s always been a god-like figure, but this time even we think he’s gone mad and foolish. He actually knows better than anyone that he can’t confine you, but he…”

“He’s very bitter.”

Outside the door, Xuanwu’s persistent voice came, finally slowly fading away.

That taut nerve in Suzhen seemed to relax, and she finally laughed, slowly raising her head, but then suddenly covered her mouth.

She slowly turned around, looking up from that white brocade belt on the ground to his face on the bed.

She went over to pick up the brocade belt and placed it beside his pillow.

On the pillow, his features were like a painting, clear and relaxed like ink wash. His body seemed to have only black and white colors remaining.

Something fell like rain, pattering onto his face.

He was exhausted and had reached his limit, naturally unable to wake again to comfort her.

But she cried as if her internal organs would turn upside down – it hurt so much.

Yet it also seemed that only now did what she had endured during this period find an outlet for release.

Within the four high walls, with no one to serve as audience, she could finally cry to her heart’s content.

…

“Li Huaisu, stop crying.”

That person with a face full of tears and pain – Lian Yu’s heart shook, sweating profusely as he struggled to sit up, only to discover she was sleeping by the bedside, her eyes moist.

Outside was already dark night. He had returned at dawn – had he slept the entire day? However long she slept, she had watched over him. His heart ached terribly, and he reached out to gently touch her cheek – it was slightly cool to the touch.

She suddenly woke with a start, looking at him guardedly. He slowly lowered his hand: “Has dinner been served?”

“They brought some in.” She said flatly, then suddenly turned around hurriedly: “It’s getting late, I need to leave.”

“Leave?” He threw off the covers and got up. Not even putting on his shoes, he immediately blocked her path, gripping her shoulders: “Where are you going?”

“I promised Quan Feitong I would go back to find him.” Suzhen smiled faintly, lowering her eyelids.

Is this what it feels like to have salt rubbed in a wound? Hearing those three words “Quan Feitong” from her mouth, Lian Yu felt a rush of blood surge up. He roughly pulled her into his embrace.

“Stay, stay and don’t leave.”

“I only ask for this one chance. Lian Yu only asks for this one chance.”

His hoarse voice puffed against her spine. Prepared for her to struggle and kick him fiercely, he instead sensed she wasn’t moving at all, only letting him hold her like a temperless porcelain figure. Her voice also came bit by bit from his embrace, carrying heavy nasal tones yet so indifferent: “I’m not an object for you to do with as you please. Lian Yu, I’m really tired. There’s nothing left to say between us – everything that needed saying was said in the palace that day.”

“I don’t want to repeat it again. If you truly love me, let me go. Staying by your side, I’m not happy.”

“Moreover, don’t you care what I’ve had with Quan Feitong? Even if you don’t care, I do. I don’t want to stay beside someone I no longer love. The happiness I want, you can never… give anymore.”

She smiled as she finished speaking.

His heart felt like it had been struck viciously, the pain making him dizzy. Something surged to his throat instantly, so bitter he wanted to roar, wanted to kill.

Didn’t care what they had together?

He cared!

He cared!

He was a man – how could he not care!

The day before the incident, when he first heard her say this, he nearly went mad, but he could only pretend not to care because at that time, he was with Aluo – he had no right!

But in his heart, he wanted nothing more than to kill Quan Feitong and told himself that in the future, before he gave his life to her, he would definitely kill Quan Feitong first.

Later, seeing that letter, he thought it was fake – just words she spoke to provoke him.

Now, hearing her say it so calmly, it didn’t seem false.

His usually proud powers of observation had collapsed repeatedly before her. He curved one corner of his mouth in the greatest mockery of himself, slowly releasing his hands.

He was a man and also a nation’s ruler. Whichever identity had hurt her deeply – if this was what she sought, what reason did he have to stop her again?

“I’ll escort you.” For the first time before her, he turned slightly aside, not looking at her with his eyes.

Afraid that with one more glance, he would imprison her in the palace! Regardless of her wishes, following only his own heart.

Also afraid of letting her see his completely reddened pupils.

“If you must escort me, let Xuanwu do it. I have one more request.”

He clenched his fists tightly. Previously he felt his wounds ached like slow slicing – now he found it laughable. This was the true taste of slow slicing.

“Speak,” he took a deep breath.

Suzhen looked over and saw his tall figure standing immovably. Though currently weak from severe injuries, he still gave people a sense of steady strength.

Such a man, heaven’s favored son – time would pass, and one day he would forget her.

“Never look for me again.”

She spoke and resolutely turned around.

Lian Yu listened to her footsteps leaving the room, then slowly turned around, but unsteadily fell to the ground. He bit his teeth and got up, staggering out of the room.

Worried about his injuries, the Lian brothers along with Ming Yanchu and others were resting in a side hall and hadn’t left the palace. Lian Xin also hadn’t returned to her own sleeping quarters, staying with her brothers.

Moments ago, hearing sounds, it was Suzhen coming out, also bringing Lian Yu’s verbal decree. They knew that at such a time, Suzhen wouldn’t lie. Her face was abnormally pale, and since Lian Yu let her out, he was willing to let her go. Therefore, no one dared to detain her further. Xuanwu’s eyes were dim as he stepped forward to escort her, and Lian Xin could only stand to the side with red eyes.

Seeing Lian Yu emerge at this time, Lian Qin almost immediately asked: “Sixth Brother, should we chase her back?”

“No need. I’ll go. Don’t follow me. I won’t let anything happen to myself.”

Lian Yu’s expression was extremely calm. Speaking slowly, he stepped out. Ming Yanchu only had time to remove his outer robe and drape it over him, but no one dared remind him of anything else or follow.

Lian Yu’s expression at this time was identical to the day he had Suzhen beaten to death, but with an added composed despair.

Suzhen wouldn’t let him walk alongside her, and wouldn’t use a carriage. Xuanwu had no choice but to give her an oiled paper umbrella to shield against the occasional falling snow, while he held an umbrella and followed behind. But his hearing was keen – though the other’s steps were extremely light, he almost immediately sensed someone following behind. He turned back warily but was suddenly stunned – his master held a finger to his lips.

Xuanwu didn’t understand why he no longer tried to detain her, but his brow was covered with snow, steady and resolute, lonely yet deeply emotional. All he could do was obey.

Suzhen didn’t know someone was following behind. She didn’t look back and didn’t dare look back. The moment she confirmed Xuanwu hadn’t caught up, tears fell from her eyes.

She refused the carriage and wouldn’t allow him to accompany her because she didn’t want him to see the sadness in her eyes.

She was going back – first, to honor her promise to Quan Feitong; second, because she knew her heart had trembled again for this man.

Not because of Xuanwu’s few words, but because those words confirmed something for her.

She had never thought that with just one word of her pleading, he would stay for her. She’d never imagined that besides his life, he was willing to give her his shadow’s eternal protection.

Her heart could still beat – this wasn’t a good outcome, was it? The past hurts were still vivid.

This journey took a long time, nearly an hour.

Reaching near the Quan residence, she told Xuanwu he needn’t follow further.

Xuanwu was a straightforward person and immediately agreed, saying “take care” before stopping.

Suzhen didn’t linger either and went forward.

Still dozens of steps from the Quan residence, she suddenly froze.

She hadn’t expected Quan Feitong would wait for her like this.

Long eyebrows reaching his temples, white robes surpassing snow – in the winter wind and light snow, his robe hems fluttered like lake ripples. He held an umbrella in one hand and horse reins in the other, standing outside the door. His tree-like posture was more composed than the two gatekeepers.

Seeing her figure appear, his eyes lit up like thousands of pear blossoms suddenly blooming.

The umbrella and reins fell from his hands.

He strode to her front and wordlessly embraced her.

“I thought if you didn’t return after another half hour, I would take Little Immortal into the palace to find you. She gave birth to a foal some time ago – you haven’t seen it yet.”

Suzhen felt guilty but still gently pushed: “I’ll go see Little Immortal.”

Quan Feitong’s heart darkened, but he still smiled faintly: “Good.”

Suzhen walked to Little Immortal’s side and reached out to touch its mane. Little Immortal instinctively felt she was a rival between herself and Quan Feitong, unceremoniously snorting at her. Suzhen laughed despite herself. Quan Feitong patted Little Immortal’s head, and the horse seemed to understand his words, somewhat reluctantly bringing its head over for Suzhen to get close to.

Suzhen bent over slightly with laughter. This bad-tempered horse was truly human-like. She affectionately patted its head too, finally saying softly: “Prime Minister, I’m leaving. This is good for both of us. If I stay, it would be unfair to you.”

Quan Feitong’s brilliant smile suddenly froze, even though he had actually anticipated her answer.

He remembered his conversation with Chao Huang over drinks earlier.

“Big brother, have you thought about letting go temporarily? We’ll soon confront Lian Yu directly. Her staying in the capital now might not be good – who knows if she’ll be heartbroken over him again. Better to let her leave. When you’ve secured the realm, if you still can’t let go, go find her then. You and she will have fewer direct conflicts too.”

He admitted Chao Huang’s words made sense. He’d had similar thoughts himself.

He just couldn’t bear it.

At this moment, hearing her farewell personally, his heart indeed sank abruptly.

He narrowed his eyes at her, saying nothing. After a long while, he reached out to stroke her hair: “Where do you want to go?”

“I’ll go home first – I’ve been away so long, I should go home and look around. I’m still Feng Suzhen, but no longer a criminal woman. Then I’ll travel the world, like you did when you were young. If I still have the ability, I’ll help those who need help.”

“Fine, I agree, but you must let me know where you are at every stop. Is that alright? In the future, if I want to find you to reminisce, I’ll have a place to go.”

Suzhen’s tightly furrowed brow slowly relaxed, but her voice couldn’t help choking up: “Prime Minister.”

Quan Feitong looked at the gratitude in her eyes but felt inexplicably bitter. Little ungrateful one, are you thanking me for letting you go? Or grateful that when I find you in future, it’s only to reminisce?

When I find you in future, how could it only be to reminisce!

He smiled coldly to himself.

At this time, behind them, the gate creaked open and someone walked out. Suzhen nodded in greeting: “General Chao.”

She was truly unflappable in honor or disgrace.

Chao Huang also nodded and smiled: “It’s good to see sister-in-law.”

He leaned close to Quan Feitong’s ear to whisper a few words.

Suzhen knew that Chao Huang’s sudden appearance to find Quan Feitong must be for urgent business, so she waited patiently. Quan Feitong quickly finished listening and nodded, looking deeply at her.

“You’re leaving, and I don’t know when we’ll meet again. Can you give your Prime Minister a hug? I only have this small request – is that alright?”

Suzhen thought of Huo Chang’an and nodded with a smile: “Alright.”

Quan Feitong gazed at the open smile in her eyes – as if she would never be sad, as if nothing could defeat her. From their first meeting in the crowd when she and Lian Xin glared and competed in wit and strength, scene after scene flashed through his mind as he opened his arms to her.

There are such people – they may not have lived and died for you, they may not be beautiful and moving, but they possess something you once had but lost forever. You want to suppress it yet can’t help but draw near. They shine brilliantly, and being with them is warm and sweet. You know that as long as you’re loved by them, what do life and death matter? They can give you everything they have, as long as they have it.

This time, Suzhen unhesitatingly threw herself into his embrace and reached out to hug him.

“Prime Minister, take care!”

Quan Feitong held her for a long time until Chao Huang coughed lightly behind them, then gently released her.

Suzhen wiped her eyes, then turned and walked into the darkness ahead. She didn’t need his escort – she was always independent. When he said to give her a horse, she also declined.

Quan Feitong quietly watched her leave, his heart experiencing sweet, sour, bitter, and spicy flavors – all kinds of tastes. He suddenly looked sideways toward a street corner, a cold smile spreading across his lips.

There was no longer anyone at that street corner.

When Chao Huang coughed, Lian Yu had already turned and left with Xuanwu.

Throughout the journey, Xuanwu was extremely worried. He had personally witnessed that at the Prime Minister’s residence, Quan Feitong was waiting for Magistrate Li, hugged her, and initially Magistrate Li seemed somewhat resistant to that shameless treacherous minister. But later, the shameless villain seemed to use his family’s black, ugly horse to amuse her, the two said something, and that bootlicker Chao Huang also came out to act cute. Magistrate Li finally became happy, and when that shameless Quan Feitong hugged her again, she didn’t refuse. The two laughed so warmly together.

He was furious watching and wanted to go bury Quan Feitong and his ugly horse, let alone his master!

He saw him staring fixedly at the two, his gaze unmoving – there was anger, pain, fierce hatred, and killing intent bit by bit. But finally he just curved his lips in a gentle smile, the killing intent in his eyes gradually dissipating, leaving only tender love and boundless bitterness.

Then he silently turned around.

Only then did he realize with shock that this Great Zhou emperor had actually walked out without shoes or socks and traveled on foot all the way here.

On the ground was a trail of dark red footprints. His feet were frozen red, purple, and swollen. He had stepped on something sharp along the way but didn’t notice.

“Master, let this subordinate give you the shoes,” he quickly said.

His voice drifted faintly from ahead: “I’m not cold. You wear them yourself.”

“Let’s go back and plan to seize Magistrate Li back.”

“Shut up! No one is allowed to disturb the life she has chosen. If I find out, kill without mercy!” His voice again filled with killing intent, making people shudder.

Xuanwu grumbled inwardly – flattery hitting the horse’s leg. Moreover, this bastard emperor was like that bastard Magistrate Li, not letting him walk alongside.

Lian Yu raised his head slightly. His vision was blurred, but he restrainedly looked up at the endless falling snow and boundless dark night, not letting what was in his eye sockets fall. He had always sneered at such things – that wasn’t what a man should have.

He had seen Huo Chang’an like this, seen Lian Jie like this, and felt somewhat disapproving.

Since the day his birth mother passed away, this feeling had been absent for so long.

He thought he would never meet these old friends again in his lifetime.

“Xuanwu, stand still and don’t move.” He suddenly stopped, standing with hands behind his back and eyes closed.

Those cold, moist things still slowly flowed down from his eyes.

“Li Huaisu, I finally understand what you felt when you saw me with Aluo, and I know how to love you, but I’ve already lost you.”

Heaven and earth were silent. There are times for gathering and parting, and no future meetings promised.