Qin Kou'er closed her eyes, a kind of indescribable sadness lingering in the corners of her eyes and the tips of her hair. "It's not for you! It's for myself!"

These words instantly plunged Lan Linxue's angry heart into an ice cellar. He felt as if he had sunk to the bottom of the sea, into darkness, coldness, and boundless despair.

Slowly tossing aside the sword in her hand, Lan Linxue was instantly as if she had lost her soul, utterly dejected.

After a difficult sob, Lan Linxue looked at Qin Kou'er again, her voice so hoarse that she couldn't even tell who was speaking.

"Was it too late for me to meet you? Did I let you have a secret with another man that I could never interfere with? Or am I so insignificant in your heart that I can be treated like air and easily ignored?" "I have no secrets with Hu Feifan!"

Qin Kou'er finally couldn't take it anymore and screamed. She clenched her hands tightly, her whole body tense, trying to turn over this painful moment.

"Hu Feifan is not part of my past! He doesn't deserve it!"

Qin Kou'er stared at Lan Linxue, tears welling up in her eyes without warning.

"Who is worthy?" Lan Linxue stared at Qin Kou'er, her voice suddenly becoming very soft, seemingly full of allure yet brimming with sorrow. She pointed to her chest, "Me? Or the title of Crown Prince? Qin Kou'er, have you thought about what would happen to me if you were caught today, or shot to death by a hail of arrows? Have you thought about that?"

Qin Kou'er didn't speak, but Lan Linxue found the answer in her eyes.

Lan Linxue slowly backed away, staring at Qin Kou'er as if she were a stranger, her voice so faint she could barely hear herself, "You never thought of that! None of you ever thought of that! You didn't think of me when my mother died, and you didn't think of me when you saved Hu Feifan! You've never had me in your hearts!"

After saying that, Lan Linxue turned around and strode resolutely outside. Qin Kou'er wanted to stop Lan Linxue, but her steps were so heavy that she couldn't move at all.

Reaching the door, Lan Linxue suddenly flung it open. Just as she was about to step out, she stopped abruptly.

Looking at the night outside, Lan Linxue's hollow voice rang out, "Qin Kou'er, we're finished!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes in despair.

When I opened my eyes again, I walked into the darkness with a chilling heart.

Qin Kou'er watched Lan Linxue's retreating figure, then slowly squatted down on the ground, curling herself up tightly and tears streaming down her face.

---Aside---

Hey everyone! Drunken Cat is now available! Did you enjoy this chapter?

Waaah, are the two of them having a tiff?! Want to see them happy? Give me some encouragement! Hmph! I'm being smug!

But let me state this beforehand: I am the biological mother, and if the couple has a disagreement, it's not really my place as their mother-in-law to interfere!

Don't worry, this isn't a tragic story. The sweet part is yet to come. Guess who will give in in the end?

I know, but I'm not telling you!

Hehe

I recommend Zuimao's old novel, "The Blessed Woman: The Adorable and Clever Wife," where the adorable little Fu Jiu is simply irresistible!