Five years ago, a mysterious 'Eight Desolations Diagram' led to the massacre of the Ye family.
That night, Ye Qiu was saved by a mysterious person, becoming the only survivor of the Y...
Zhao Churan was stunned when Ye Qiu caught up with her, and she stood there for a moment, not knowing what to say.
Ye Qiu stopped in front of Zhao Churan and remained silent for nearly ten seconds before saying in a low voice, "You can marry anyone, but you cannot marry Ye Qingdi."
Zhao Churan turned her head away, avoiding eye contact with Ye Qiu: "I have my reasons, it's none of your business."
"If you dare to marry him, I will kill you and send you both to hell. I mean what I say."
Ye Qiu clenched his fists.
"Then kill me now. If you kill me, I will never marry him again." Zhao Churan tilted her head back and closed her eyes.
Do you think I wouldn't dare?
Ye Qiu suddenly grabbed Zhao Churan's fair neck.
Zhao Churan's delicate body trembled, then she remained motionless.
The young Taoist priest panicked: "Young Master Ye, please calm down, don't..."
boom.
Before Xiao Dao's fairytale voice had even faded, a powerful aura erupted from Ye Qiu, sending him flying dozens of meters away.
"Don't interfere in our affairs."
Ye Qiu said coldly.
Then, Ye Qiu stared at Zhao Churan with murderous intent: "I'll ask you one more time, do you really want to marry Ye Qingdi?"
"yes."
"Aren't you afraid I'll kill you right now?" Ye Qiu's voice trembled slightly as he spoke.
Zhao Churan slowly opened her eyes and whispered, "You didn't even use a little force when you were choking me, how are you going to kill me?"
"you……"
Ye Qiu gritted his teeth, and the murderous intent in his heart vanished without a trace.
He really couldn't kill Zhao Churan!
Even when they choked her, they were afraid of hurting her!
"You care about me, don't you?" Zhao Churan stared intently at Ye Qiu, her beautiful eyes moist.
"What's the point of you saying this? You're saying you want to marry Ye Qingdi, and then you ask me if I care about you. Zhao Churan, how shameless are you?"
Ye Qiu retreated angrily.
“But this question is really important. Now I know the answer, and I can marry Ye Qingdi without any regrets.” Zhao Churan revealed a bright smile.
Seeing her stunning smile and hearing her words that Ye Qiu couldn't understand at all, Ye Qiu felt like he was suffocating: "Did Ye Qingdi force you? Or did he threaten you with something?"
“It’s no use, I did it voluntarily,” Zhao Churan said.
"Zhao Churan, it's not too late for you to tell the truth now."
"I'm telling the truth. I'm going to marry Ye Qingdi." Zhao Churan's eyes were firm.
Ye Qiu's face stiffened, and he couldn't say a word.
He turned away silently and walked away step by step.
After taking ten steps, Ye Qiu paused, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
Ye Qiu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gave a self-deprecating laugh, and continued walking forward.
Zhao Churan stared intently at Ye Qiu's back. When she saw bloodstains on Ye Qiu's hand as he raised and lowered it, she trembled and almost couldn't help but rush over.
But Zhao Churan held back, suppressing her heartache, and turned to run away.
She ran all the way out of the capital, and even the young Taoist priest couldn't catch up with her.
Upon arriving at a quiet place, Zhao Churan hurriedly took out an ancient mirror and cast a spell on it.
Soon, with a loud bang, the ancient mirror glowed, and an extremely old face appeared inside.
"Grandpa Ye, I regret it. I don't want to lie to Ye Qiu anymore. I want to tell him that I, Zhao Churan, will not marry anyone but him."
Zhao Churan shouted loudly.
"Foolish." The person in the mirror had a somber look in their eyes: "This concerns all living beings in the world; how can one be swayed by personal feelings?"
Chu Ran, the Divine Court is about to descend. Time is limited. You must constantly pressure him and put pressure on him. If necessary, you can even kill the people around him to drive him completely insane.
A man's growth is often accompanied by pain, but Ye Qiu is no ordinary man. For him to fully awaken his bloodline and unleash his potential, his heart must explode in extreme rage, allowing the power of his bloodline to permeate his entire body. Only then can he fully awaken and bring his Emperor Heart back to its original form.
“Grandpa Ye, this is really too cruel for him. Isn’t there any other way?” Zhao Churan asked.
"There are other ways, of course. The other way is to let him cultivate naturally until he discovers on his own that he still has an imperial heart hidden in the Netherworld."
But do you know how many years it takes to hone that skill? With the arrival of the Divine Court, he no longer has that opportunity.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Churan fell silent.
After a while, Zhao Churan asked, "Grandpa Ye, is it possible to avoid making his heart explode in anger? Perhaps we can do it another way?"
“No.” The person in the mirror said seriously, “Let him complete it under extreme grief and indignation. This will make it more effective for the Emperor’s heart to sense his anger and resentment, and let the Emperor’s heart know that he needs it. Only in this way can we be more confident.”
Zhao Churan had no rebuttal and clenched her teeth.
"Child, stop thinking about it. This is the best way. The threat from the Divine Court is imminent and cannot be ignored," the person in the mirror reminded him again.
Zhao Churan clenched her fists and suddenly raised her head.
Yes, once the Divine Court descends, Ye Qingdi, at his peak, will sweep away everything. Ye Qiu, still in the Divine Seal Realm, will certainly be unable to withstand it.
“Child, listen to your grandfather, you can’t go wrong. You’ll get over this pain in the future, and it won’t affect your relationship with Ye Qiu.”
"Okay, Grandpa Ye, I'll think of a way."
Zhao Churan put away the ancient mirror, took a deep breath, and tried her best to calm herself down.
She knew very well that Ye Qiu would hate her to the extreme while she was forcing him.
Even Zhao Churan wasn't sure if Ye Qiu would forgive her after he learned the whole truth.
But Zhao Churan had no choice; she had to follow the plan of the person in the mirror because she truly had no other option.
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