He scoffed coldly, his eyes devoid of any pity, so indifferent that he wouldn't even flinch if Lin Jiaoyun died in front of him: "Black Horse, do you think your young master is a blind, sycophantic lapdog?"
"I'm not blind. How could I abandon my own fiancée and choose her? She actually dares to dream that I'll go to the capital to rescue her, kill the Yan Emperor, and make her empress? She's really something else."
"A dream I've had for three years."
"She should wake up soon!"
Zhou Cheng waved his sleeve and turned away without a second thought.
As Black Horse gazed at the burned letters, he recalled the humble scenes of the young master pursuing Lin Jiaoyun. Those scenes flashed through his mind like a slideshow, and finally, they all transformed into the young master's mocking and indifferent expression.
For some reason, the dark horse felt a little secretly pleased?
He had disliked Lin Jiaoyun's capricious behavior before, but now the young master has finally come to his senses?
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Outside the camp.
The moment Cheng Xianyi left, her gentle demeanor vanished. A chilling aura emanated from her, her beautiful face seemingly covered in frost, radiating an intimidating cold that made it impossible for anyone to look her in the eye.
Ziyan was so frightened that she didn't dare to breathe.
I'm afraid I'll say something wrong and get my throat stabbed.
"Purple Smoke".
"Your subordinate is here." Ziyan's heart trembled.
Even with her head down, Zi Yan could feel Cheng Xianyi's cold gaze fixed on her.
"Do you think that after A-Cheng sees that letter, he'll just abandon me and go to the capital to steal the bride?" Cheng Xianyi stood in the snow, her voice extremely cold, even colder than the sub-zero weather.
Ziyan racked her brains for a while before daring to speak: "Master, since you are so worried that Young Master Zhou will abandon you, why don't you pretend to be weak and sick and let Young Master Zhou stay?"
"I think your move was quite masterful."
"Even as a woman, I felt a pang of sympathy after seeing this."
"I don't like it." A hint of red appeared at the corner of Cheng Xianyi's eyes, and her fingers clenched tightly.
The wound suddenly burst open.
Bright red blood seeped from the bandage.
Cheng Xianyi quickly turned her head away, not wanting Ziyan to see the fleeting tears in her eyes.
She gazed at the distant tents, a sharp, stabbing pain rising in her chest, so intense that even breathing felt like being pricked by needles: "I've seen how meticulously he cared for me."
"I don't like the feeling of having to use every means to forcibly keep him by my side."
"Although the result is the same... the result is that he is by my side."
"But, but the latter still hurts a lot, it hurts a lot."
Zi Yan could only see Cheng Xianyi's back and the suddenly reopened wound.
She could sense that Cheng Xianyi's voice was somewhat unstable, her tone was trembling, as if she was trying her best to suppress some extreme emotion.
She didn't understand.
I really don't understand.
Although Zhou Gongzi is indeed very good, Ziyan still can't understand what it is that makes the usually calm and composed Cheng Xianyi so deeply in love and so persistent.
Ziyan tried to probe Cheng Xianyi several times, but Cheng Xianyi didn't respond.
Even Grand Tutor Cheng didn't know the reason behind this, and probably even Zhou Cheng himself didn't know the cause.
"My lord, why are you so fixated on one thing? Before, the Crown Prince..."
A chill ran through her, and Ziyan felt a cold tingle on her scalp. She quickly swallowed back the words she was about to say and changed the subject: "Master, I don't think things are that bad."
“I just heard Young Master Zhou say that he got engaged to you because of you, not because he wanted to protect Lin Jiaoyun, and he would never suddenly abandon you.”
"Don't be so upset. Maybe Young Master Zhou will come looking for you soon?"
Cheng Xianyi turned her head to the side.
His gaze was fixed intently on the purple smoke.
Several extreme emotions churned in her eyes, but she forcibly calmed them all down. With the calmest, most indifferent tone in the world, she uttered the words that sounded like she had suffered immense injustice: "He lied to me."
Ziyan: "?"
"He's a little liar."
He said he was getting engaged to me only because of me; he was lying to me.
"He said he would never abandon me, but he was lying to me."
Cheng Xianyi pursed her lips slightly, glanced at the direction of the camp with her beautiful eyes, and said softly, "He has... abandoned me many times."
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