Chapter 70 "Young Master, please go back..."
"Young master, please leave. Our young lady wants some peace and quiet and doesn't want to see anyone."
Cat and Bamboo Moon stood on either side of the door, looking at the cold-faced person in front of them. They subconsciously swallowed and used slightly trembling voices to keep the person out.
But actually, both of them felt their legs go weak. They had never seen a son-in-law with such a terrifying gaze. He was usually a gentle person, but now his eyes were deep and cold, like a bottomless abyss.
But precisely because of this, they dared not let their sons-in-law into the house.
Looking at the two people blocking the door, and reminding herself that these two were her personal maids, Qin Ji suppressed her impatience and temper, and repeated, "Get out of the way."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mao'er and Zhuyue both trembled, but they still did not move aside. They repeated themselves: "The young lady said she wants to be alone and not see anyone."
"Get out of my way!" This time, Qin Ji didn't waste any more words with the two of them, and simply raised his hand.
Qin Xi, who was behind him, suddenly stepped forward and pulled the two apart, one in each hand.
As he dragged the woman out, he continued to speak sweetly: "My dear sisters, our master and his wife are just having a little disagreement. We servants shouldn't meddle in such things. They say that quarrels at the head of the bed are reconciled at the foot of the bed. Let my husband go in and apologize properly, and coax him a little. If our master is better, we'll be better too, right?"
His words were soft, but Qin Xi's movements were swift and forceful. The two young girls were no match for him, a former bodyguard. In the blink of an eye, they were staggering as he pulled them away.
"Master, the young master has come to see you." Before being dragged away, Zhu Yue still managed to announce loudly.
Although they were only separated by a door, their master must have heard the commotion outside. However, they had been ordered by their master to guard the door, and they couldn't just be dragged away by the young master's servants like that.
"You may all leave," came Xiao Yan Hui's emotionless voice from inside the door.
"Yan Hui, I..." Qin Ji was interrupted by a loud "bang" before he could finish speaking.
The tightly closed door was slammed hard by something inside, making the door panel tremble.
"Get out!" came Xiao Yan's cold rebuke.
"Shall we talk?"
"Get out of the way, don't come in." It was the sound of something heavy hitting the door again.
Qin Ji stared up at the still-trembling door, panic and anxiety fueling his anger. He felt his emotions were about to break down. He took a deep breath and turned around, thinking to himself, "Perhaps we should wait until we both calm down."
But before he had even taken five steps, he suddenly turned around and strode back, taking three steps in two and standing straight in front of the door again. Then, he pushed it in forcefully with both hands.
The door couldn't withstand his force at all, and it was pushed open heavily amidst flying wood chips, allowing Qin Ji to barge straight into the room.
Looking up, she saw Xiao Yanhui sitting on the soft couch, hugging her knees. Her flowing black hair partially obscured her face, also keeping her emotions hidden in the shadows.
Even when Qin Ji burst through the door, she didn't pay him a single glance. The boiling anger she felt when she banged on the door seemed to have completely vanished. At this moment, Xiao Yan had a strange, almost icy calmness.
Qin Ji panicked even more now. He should have been more patient and waited outside the door a little longer! It would have been better than stepping into the room now, but feeling like they were drifting further apart.
At this moment, the two people in the room, one sitting and one standing, were only a few steps apart, but the silent and solemn atmosphere made Qin Ji feel as if he were standing on a cliff.
He hurriedly walked to the bedside, then knelt down on one knee, looked up at Xiao Yan Hui, and softened his voice: "Yan Hui, there are some things I didn't mean to hide from you."
Xiao Yan's face, hidden behind her long hair, remained expressionless. She simply closed her eyes briefly and then slowly asked, "So, what have you been hiding from me?"
At this moment, Xiao Yan felt her mind was filled with a multitude of chaotic information, and her heart was brimming with emotions she desperately wanted to vent. Yet, she felt as if she were sealed away, powerless to organize the information or regulate her emotions.
She felt like a thermos, filled with anger and intense disappointment at being fooled, deceived, and kept in the dark. These negative emotions were simmering inside her, burning her insides.
The more agitated one is inside, the colder one is outside.
She didn't want to see anyone until she had processed her emotions and cleared her mind, especially Qin Ji. At this moment, Qin Ji was utterly repulsive to even glance at.
Qin Ji reached out to try and hold her hand, but before he could even grasp it, his hand was forcefully pushed away.
Looking at the bright red handprint on the back of his hand, Qin Ji reached out his hand again. He couldn't accept Xiao Yan's attitude of completely rejecting him at this moment.
"Smack!"
"Smack!"...
He tried to hold on again and again, only to be slapped away each time, until gradually Qin Ji's hand became red and swollen.
"Enough, you really have to win, don't you?" Finally, Qin Ji's outstretched hand was no longer pushed away, and Xiao Yan Hui finally raised her head, but the look in her eyes as she looked at Qin Ji was a flame wrapped in ice.
"I...I didn't mean to argue with you." Seeing that Yan Hui's palms were red, Qin Ji's eyes showed an undisguised helplessness.
He came to apologize and explain, but it seems he messed up again.
Suppressing the lump in his throat, Qin Ji spoke: "Perhaps you have already guessed, I... am Prince Cheng, Prince Cheng Li Ji, courtesy name Ruhui. I am the Ruhui Young Master you mentioned."
"So Qin Ji's identity is completely fake." Xiao Yan felt a sense of relief, as if she had just learned her lesson.
After they revealed that they were both time travelers, even though they were initially wary of each other, Xiao Yan had to admit that she trusted Qin Ji more than anyone else in this world.
As they spent more time together, especially after their engagement, their relationship became increasingly pleasant and intimate. Moreover, Qin Ji's attitude towards her gradually shifted from that of a fiancé to that of a suitor, which added love to their trust.
Otherwise, how could Xiao Yan Hui have ignored so many incongruities and trusted Qin Ji wholeheartedly?
At this point, she hadn't fully processed all the information in her mind, since she had acquired it more than two years ago. Who could remember a novel they read more than two years ago perfectly?
Even with just those fragmented and trivial memories, Xiao Yan Hui knew that Qin Ji had completely deceived her.
That's right, she knew Qin Ji from a novel. But in that novel, he was the ruthless and ambitious Ru Hui Gongzi, an unpredictable and insane villain, and the male protagonist's greatest enemy.
As for the name Qin Ji, Xiao Yan Hui couldn't remember if it had appeared in that novel. If it weren't for the fact that the four most capable subordinates of Young Master Ru Hui had the exact same names as the four friends Qin Ji introduced to her today, she might have continued to be kept in the dark.
She thought they were kindred spirits in this unfamiliar era, old friends met in a foreign land, lovers who could trust and support each other, and companions with similar values.
But in the end, the truth was that Qin Ji was just a pseudonym he could discard at any time, a former name that he didn't even need to mention in his turbulent life.
“I know a little about Young Master Ruhui’s style of doing things. If my information is correct, Young Master Ruhui and Qin Ji have completely different personalities and styles. Qin Ji, which one is the real you? Is Qin Ji the real one, Young Master Ruhui the real one, or Prince Cheng the real one?” Xiao Yanhui revealed a sarcastic smile.
Qin Ji grabbed her hand tightly: "It's not that you thought of it this way or that way. I just wanted to be the upright and honest Qin Ji you are, so I hesitated to be honest. But apart from our identities, everything I do for you is true."
"So you lied to me, and I should thank you for your efforts in hiding it, right?" Xiao Yan looked straight into Qin Ji's eyes. His eyes still held the same tenderness and affection as always, but now there was also some helplessness and panic in them, as if he really cared a lot.
"You're hiding behind a facade like an onion, not just so you can live a peaceful life as a prince, right?" Xiao Yan Hui suddenly twitched the corner of her mouth: "Qin Ji, let's get a divorce."
Since those surging emotions were suppressed inside and couldn't be vented, then she wouldn't vent them. At this moment, Xiao Yan's reason completely prevailed, and she suppressed her personal emotions more and more deeply.
Whether viewed realistically as an ambitious prince, or from the perspective of the novel she had once read, as a villain destined for a terrible end, avoiding any connection with him seemed to be the best option.
"Otherwise, should I use myself and the entire Xiao family to be buried with Qin Ji?" Xiao Yan felt that her decision couldn't have been more correct.
As for feelings? Feelings always fade. As for Qin Ji's fate? Could she have stopped or changed those things?
Upon hearing Xiao Yan utter the words "divorce," Qin Ji's eyes widened in shock. He seemed completely unprepared for such a possibility between them.
But did he really not expect it? He knew Xiao Yan Hui all too well. In his previous honest predictions, the possibility of Yan Hui asking him for a divorce was among the top three.
Once, when they were joking, Yan Hui mentioned that if he ever did anything to betray her, she would simply take her dowry and run away. At that time, Qin Ji even dared to echo, "You can take me with you."
But when he heard her say it again, Qin Ji found himself completely unable to bear the word "divorce," because he knew this time it wasn't a joke, this time it was for real.
"I know you're angry, but this kind of joke isn't something you can just make lightly." Qin Ji tried his best to speak in a calm tone, but the hand pressing on the edge of the soft couch kept tightening, his knuckles turning white.
The hand gripping Xiao Yan's wrist noticeably increased its strength.
"What if I really insist?"
"There can't be such an outcome between us." Qin Ji emphasized again, this time his tone was noticeably more intense, his breathing quickened, and the gentle emotion in his eyes gradually faded.
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