She has always been able to pick up and put down.

So without hesitation, in an instant, she quickly withdrew all her emotions.

Many times after that, when she found out that Pei's father and mother only regarded her as a thing to please them, she was extremely glad that she was decisive enough to give up this relationship.

Liu Zhiyi's lips curled up.

She took a few steps forward and walked in front of Song Hanchuan, slowly hooked one of his fingers with her fingertips, and gradually intertwined their fingers.

Their eyes, filled with ripples, met from a distance, colliding with infinite affection, love lingering on each other. It was as if they were the only ones in the world, and no one else could come between them.

"You go,"

Liu Zhiyi had a faint smile on her lips and looked at Song Hanchuan tenderly, and said to Pei Yunchu beside her.

"The only person I love is Song Hanchuan. I will never marry anyone else except him in this life."

Pei Yunchu's eyes were so bloodshot by this scene that they seemed to be dripping with blood. His tall body was in a trance, and he shook his head with a dull look in his eyes, muttering to himself.

"No...that's not the case."

How could she love Song Hanchuan? The person she should love was obviously herself. He was the son of a marquisate and a young general. How could he be inferior to Song Hanchuan?

"He's a eunuch, not even a man. Why should he..."

Snap——

Before Pei Yunchu could finish his words, Liu Zhiyi slapped him hard in the face, "Qingyun, do as your master says."

Qingyun's eyes lit up and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"yes."

Pei Yunchu resisted fiercely and fought with the guards who came forward to arrest him, repeating the same thing over and over again.

"You hit me..."

For Song Hanchuan, she beat him again.

Oh……

"Song Hanchuan, you are a despicable villain. How can you be called a gentleman if you take away someone's love?"

"What do you mean by being second to none? He's just a rootless eunuch. Hahahaha..."

"You can't give Xiaoyi the life she wants. If she follows you, she will be a widow for the rest of her life. If you really love her, you should stay away from her and not provoke her."

The scene was in chaos.

"stop."

Liu Zhiyi called out lightly, and slowly walked towards Pei Yunchu under everyone's gaze.

Seeing this, Pei Yunchu's eyes suddenly lit up, and his face was filled with uncontrollable pride and joy.

He raised his eyebrows, shook off Qingyun who was pressing on his arm, and raised the corners of his lips provocatively towards Song Hanchuan.

He knew that Liu Zhiyi would choose him in the end.

He took a step forward with a smile on his face and went forward, "Xiaoyi, I knew you..."

Snap——

What greeted him was a heavy slap from Liu Zhiyi and a cold and cruel look. He even saw a strong murderous intent in her eyes.

She wants to kill him?

For Song Hanchuan, she wanted him to die.

A strong feeling of unwillingness and suffocation came over him, and his chest was stuffy and he couldn't breathe. Pei Yunchu felt that he was about to go crazy with jealousy.

"A moron like you is worthy of being compared with him?"

After saying this, she glanced jokingly at the Marquis' wife who was still cursing her, and suddenly smiled strangely.

The other party was stunned, and a bad premonition came to his mind. Then he heard Liu Zhiyi say to Pei Yunchu with a smile,

"If you really want to compete with him, that's fine. Why don't you go to the palace? When you become a eunuch, I might be able to take a closer look at you."

This time, the Marquis' wife even forgot to curse. She was so angry that she rolled her eyes and fainted.

In the end, the Pei mother and son were grabbed by their ankles and dragged out like dead dogs.

Seeing that most people had left, Shen Ningzhu rolled her eyes, pursed her lips, smiled, and quietly retreated.

In the hall, Song Hanchuan's body stiffened slightly.

Liu Zhiyi gently tugged at the corner of his clothes and looked at him with a smile.

The man gently held her in his arms.

His tense body slowly relaxed, and his slender fingers with distinct joints slowly penetrated into her hair, combing her soft hair one by one.

His eyebrows softened, and he looked at Liu Zhiyi with his usual smile, begging for mercy in a low voice.

"I know you like to take revenge personally, and I was impulsive just now. But... Xiaoyi, I don't regret kicking that evil woman."

Liu Zhiyi shook his head gently.

"I know you feel sorry for me. I'm so touched that I can't bear to blame you."

Song Hanchuan frowned, hesitated for a moment, finally mustered up the courage to hold Liu Zhiyi's shoulders, took a step back, stared into her eyes seriously, and said,

"Xiaoyi, he's right, I..."

Liu Zhiyi's face froze, her smile gradually disappeared, and her expression turned cold. Song Hanchuan was so scared that the words he was about to say were immediately stuck in his throat. He held his breath and dared not move.

"What's the meaning?"

"I... Xiaoyi..."

"What do you mean by 'I'? You've changed your mind and don't want me anymore, right?" Liu Zhiyi said angrily.

"I'm not, I didn't, I just..."

"Just what just? Even if... don't you still have... ahem, hands?"

boom--

Song Hanchuan looked up in shock, his lips slightly parted, and his handsome face instantly turned red to the base of his neck.

With his pretty thin lips, he murmured that he didn't have any, but, whispered for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to raise his head and look at Liu Zhiyi gently and firmly, and said,

"Xiaoyi, I always feel sorry for you, but selfishly I don't want to let you go."

Whenever he thought about her becoming someone else's wife, living with another man day and night, calling him husband, being affectionate with him, and having children, he felt suffocated and wished he could die immediately.

Liu Zhiyi smiled and threw herself into his arms.

Half of her face was pressed against his chest, and she listened to his strong heartbeat, her lips curled up in satisfaction.

"Love is inherently selfish."

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his head, glared at Song Hanchuan fiercely, and said unhappily,

"What makes me most angry is that you don't trust me."

“I…didn’t…”

"You're still saying no? Then why did you tense up when Pei Yunchu said those words just now, staring at me with panicked eyes? Song Hanchuan, I didn't expect that even at this time, you still don't trust me?"

Song Hanchuan quickly admitted his mistake, but this time, Liu Zhiyi was firm in her attitude and even insisted on canceling the engagement.

Song Hanchuan pursed his thin lips, his body trembling slightly. He raised his hand and gently pulled her sleeve, but she ruthlessly shook it off, ignoring his pitiful eyes.

The two of them were silent for a long time, and Song Hanchuan had to force a smile and said,

"This time it's my fault. You have every right to be angry. If you don't want to accept this marriage, I won't force you. I can wait. I..."

"Wait for your uncle."

Liu Zhiyi was almost mad with anger, and she pushed the man down on the armchair, sat astride his thighs, and kissed his thin lips hard.

The moment he kissed her, Song Hanchuan's big hand wrapped around her at an extremely fast speed, grasped her slender waist, and pulled her towards him with force.

Her breathing was disordered, and his strong arms held her tightly, almost kneading her into his bones and blood.