Chapter 107: Precognitive Dream (Qin Lie)

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Qin Lie had never considered divorce, let alone disowning his wife. He simply didn't want to see her, otherwise his long-suppressed violent resentment would erupt, and he didn't even know what he would say or do.

When he left, he was filled with resentment, but as time went by, his pent-up anger was eventually swallowed up by his longing.

He was still young and had grown up in the deep palace, so he was inevitably unfamiliar with human relationships. Thinking this, he secretly blamed himself for being too hasty and getting into this unnecessary argument with her, which led to him not seeing her once or saying a word when he left.

They just wanted to return in triumph as soon as possible; the couple's quarrel in bed was resolved before they even got out of bed, and the matter would be considered over.

He had planned everything, until another dream suddenly came.

He lived for another two years in his dream.

The dream ended with a banquet.

With the help of General Liang, he and Song Pingkou were both guests at the banquet.

He stared blankly as Song Pingkou wore the clothes she had made and carried the purse she had sewn, defiantly saying to him, "The most precious treasure in the world is already in my possession."

Mediation failed, and the meeting ended in discord. When General Liang tried his best to persuade him to stay, Song Pingkou cupped his hands in a gesture of apology, but in reality, he was quite pleased with himself and said, "It's not that I'm disrespecting you, Uncle, but I have a beautiful wife and young child waiting for me at home, so it's inconvenient for me to stay out any longer."

He was already arrogant and conceited, and now, nearing thirty, with a son and the throne, he has become even more arrogant, looking down on everyone. He is especially unabashed in front of Qin Lie.

Even without Song Pingkou saying a word, Qin Lie knew how happy he was living.

The secret letters, exchanged every three days, filled an entire box, all detailing their deep affection for each other.

The princess would shave her face and comb her hair to help Song Pingkou, wash her hands and cook for him... doing all the things she had never done for him.

Song Pingkou doted on the princess, and although he had many concubines, he only had one daughter over the years, which shows how difficult it was for him to have children.

However, the princess gave birth to her only son less than two years after marrying him, so it's not hard to guess how many times the two of them had made love.

Every time he thought of this, it was like a pot of boiling oil being poured on his heart, burning with pain that took a long time to subside.

But he couldn't help thinking about it over and over again.

Especially when he was lying in bed late at night, between coughs, he would involuntarily wonder what Song Pingkou was doing right now.

Is it savoring her fragrant, full lips, or caressing her soft, delicate waist, or is it already...?

He woke up with a tearing pain in his chest, his clothes already soaked with sweat.

In his previous dream, he already knew she had remarried, but it was just knowledge; this knowledge hadn't materialized into reality, leaving him with mostly anger and disbelief. It wasn't until this dream that he finally grasped the reality of her marriage to another.

No wonder she was so determined to leave, even abandoning Huan'er.

Even without him, there was still Song Pingkou; even without Huan'er, there was still Lin'er.

Her supposed fragility and gentleness are merely appearances; in reality, she is ruthless, capable of abandoning everything and doing anything!

That wicked woman! That wicked woman! That wicked woman!

Qin Lie sat in the tent with a livid face, cursing inwardly, but when he raised his hand to touch his face, he found it damp with bitter tears.

His emotions were already in turmoil, and just then, Qin Xiaoshan brought news that the divine doctor had entered the mansion.

Zhang Dasheng and Wang Daliang are clearly both Princess Fifteen.

He had clearly made arrangements to prevent Qin Hong from having any contact with the fifteenth princess. But even after missing Hengzhou, Qin Hong still met her in Jizhou. And even after missing Huangzhou, he still found the princess in Jizhou.

Perhaps dreams are prophecies, and no one can resist them.

Even though he had already married the princess and kept Huan'er by her side, he still couldn't warm her heart, which is why she kept pushing him away.

Just like this injury, he had clearly foreseen it in his dream, but he still got hit by the poisoned arrow while he was distracted.

Although it wasn't as dangerous as in his dream, he didn't want to go back to Jizhou to face her and everything that followed.

They rested in Huangzhou. When he entered the mansion and saw the same layout and doctor as in his dream, he couldn't help but sneer.

Laugh at the fact that fate is inevitable and cannot be reversed; no matter how much it tries to change things, it will eventually return to the right track.

Just then, Qin Xiaoshan brought her here again, and she stood by the bed, still looking at her without any affection.

He finally looked at her, his eyes fierce, his lips seeming to be coated with poison. "Princess, don't even think about leaving. You went to great lengths to enter the palace, and now everyone knows you're mine. Even if I die from my injuries right now, I'll still have the strength to leave a last wish for you to be buried with me!"

Lingyi felt angry for the first time in a long time.

Even she herself was curious: how could she dare to get angry with Qin Lie?

But at this moment, she was truly furious.

It wasn't just because she braved the wind and snow to travel all the way, only to be met with this person's ungrateful and malicious words.

It wasn't just because her reunion with the Fifteenth Princess and Aunt Liu Cui gave her the confidence to leave.

It wasn't just because Huan'er was with her in the Prince's mansion, and Zhen Shi was her friend, that she no longer had to be cautious and anxious all the time, which fostered her bad temper.

The root of that anger lay in the thought that "it could have been."

Do you really think she's a clay figure?

Enraged, she showed no fear, but instead looked at him with disdain: "General, have you forgotten? I am now your wife. You neither agree to a divorce nor a separation, and you don't want to see me for the rest of your life. What? Are you going to kill me to vent your anger, or send me to the estate as well? Whatever it is, please make a decision soon, General. Just because you don't want to see me doesn't mean I want to see you!"

Her gaze turned to disgust. "Has no one ever told you this since you were little? Your capricious and unpredictable temperament is truly detestable!"

Just as in the dream, she remained silent until she made a stunning debut.

Qin Lie coughed several times, a burning sensation in his chest, indicating his wound had reopened. But he couldn't care less about that now, and said bitterly, "It's so hard for the princess to pretend to be weak and submissive in front of me, only to speak a few words of truth today! Yes, I am capricious and unpredictable, naturally not as virtuous and gentle as Xie Jia's handsome young man. To have met you, even for a brief encounter, is better than countless others in the mortal world!"

Qin Lie said all this in order to hear her deny it, just like her name suggests, hoping that she was lying in a fit of anger.

Unexpectedly, Lingyi nodded seriously upon hearing this, "Your suspicions are correct. Xie Yu and I did indeed have feelings for each other back then. Although we never confessed it, he always played with me and made me happy in every way. He was so much better than you, my husband!"

Qin Lie was so angry with her that his liver ached, and he gripped the bedding tightly, his knuckles turning blue and white.

He merely sneered, "What a pity. No matter how good he is, he already has two wives. The princess doesn't want to be my mistress, and now she's bringing up divorce. What? Does she intend to debase herself and become his concubine?"

Her casual remark instantly turned Qin Lie's lungs into a sieve.

Of course, it wasn't just him and Xie Yu, but also Song Pingkou. In fact, Song Pingkou was just the one she chose who was most likely to achieve her goal.

She has indeed revealed her true colors today; whether in dreams or in reality, this is the kind of person she is!

Unfaithful! Promiscuous! Even though he gave her a title and a child, she never thought of growing old with him and remaining faithful to him until the end!

He could no longer maintain his nonchalant demeanor; his eyes reddened as he stared intently at her: "Liu Lingyi, do you know what you're saying?! Do you really think I can't do anything to you?"

The angrier he got, the happier Lingyi became. "General, please do as you please! Even if you don't punish me today, what good will come of me in the future?!"

Qin Lie couldn't stand being wronged. "Which eye of yours saw that I was unfaithful and heartless?!"

Lingyi retorted, "Isn't the General's treatment of Consort Liu considered unfaithful and heartless?!"

Qin Lie felt as if some stray dog ​​had devoured every last bit of her conscience. He was so angry that veins throbbed on his forehead, and he couldn't even speak coherently, "Fine, fine! Who am I punishing her for, and for whom?!"

Although Lingyi was the beneficiary, it didn't stop her from feeling heartbroken, nor did it stop her from speaking so emphatically to pierce his heart. "I understand that the general did this for the sake of stability in the inner quarters, but just a few days ago the general was still very affectionate towards her, which wasn't a big mistake. But to turn around and send someone to the estate, isn't that being unfaithful and fickle?"

How dare they frame him like this to his face! Qin Lie roared, "When have I ever shown her any affection?!"

The way she raised her eyebrows revealed an undeniable air of haughty charm, and even Qin Lie, who was in a fit of anger, couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. Before he could even think, the words slipped out: "If you hadn't been so determined to push me towards other women, why would I have deliberately said those things to anger you?!"

The room fell silent instantly.

Lingyi stood there, frozen in place, only her eyelashes trembling slightly.

She was naturally perceptive and sensitive, and upon hearing this, she immediately made a guess. Thinking back to his previous outbursts, it seemed that they were either because she mentioned Cheng Hui first, or because he wanted to push her towards Aunt Liu...

Thinking about it carefully now, could it be...?

The thought struck her as absurd and terrifying, and she quickly dismissed it.

Qin Lie was even more shocked than Ling Yi was stunned.

He thought that once he saw the ending, he had already stopped himself; even if he couldn't stop her, he shouldn't have let her know.

Yes, his unpredictable moods and volatile tempers stemmed from his fear that she might notice something amiss, leaving him utterly humiliated. His clumsy attempts at concealment and disguise made him appear like a madman who seemed to know nothing all day.

But since he had already spoken out of turn, his previous worries could no longer hold him back.

He was a victorious general, but he was not infallible; he simply knew how to adapt to changing circumstances.

Since we've already gone all out, let's make sure the other person is reduced to dust along with us!

Therefore, he no longer hid his feelings, his gaze fixed on her evasive eyes, and he said to her directly, "Liu Lingyi, you don't need to pretend you don't understand. I like you. I liked you from the first moment I saw you."

Otherwise, given his personality, even if he were drugged, he would never touch her, so there wouldn't have been any subsequent entanglement.

Lingyi instinctively tried to dodge, but Qin Lie grabbed her chin.

Qin Lie looked at her trembling eyelashes and her evasive gaze; she was truly pitiful and captivating. Unfortunately, he felt no pity whatsoever. Instead, he moved closer to her, pressing her with each word, "And you? Do you like me?"