But this would mean that he would have to have children to carry on the family line.
Transmission, lineage, succession, generation.
Thinking about this, a face suddenly appeared in my mind.
Yin Xiaobai's face paled, and he pursed his lips, his dark eyes dimming considerably.
...
That day, Han Qing heard the news that Yin Xiaobai was going to take over as sect leader. He was startled and immediately dropped the herbs in his hand and rushed to Yuxuan Pavilion.
Unexpectedly, they ran into Yin Xiaobai standing with a girl in the corridor.
Upon seeing him, the man nodded to him, then said something to Yin Xiaobai and left.
Han Qing's deep gaze paused for a moment, then he looked at Yin Xiaobai, who had just turned around. However, Han Qing only glanced at him expressionlessly before turning to go inside.
Feeling inexplicably angry, Han Qing strode up to him and grabbed his arm, "Yin Xiaobai."
Her gaze burned as she stared at him intently. Han Qing pursed her lips and lowered her voice, "Who is that girl?"
“Yin Sunxing’s niece from his hometown.”
For some reason, Yin Xiaobai seemed to have changed after not seeing him for a few days.
It's become less noisy.
Is it because of his older brother?
Han Qing lowered her eyes, but instinctively tightened her grip on his arm.
Yin Xiaobai winced in pain, frowned, and turned to look at him. "Is there anything else?"
"If there's nothing else, you can go back now."
"Yes." Han Qing raised his eyes, stared at him, and his lips moved slightly. "I have something to say, something to say."
"..."
"I heard... you're going to take over as sect leader?"
“Yes.” Yin Xiaobai chuckled softly, a rare serious expression appearing on her alluring face. “I don’t want to put you in a difficult position.”
He has already sacrificed too much for the Yin family, and now he only wants to protect Jiang Muyu. He really doesn't want to make things difficult for him.
As for Han Qing... well, it was never going to happen between them anyway.
Reaching out, Yin Xiaobai pulled Han Qing's hand off his arm and was about to leave when a deep, urgent voice came from behind him.
"And what about us?"
Han Qing frowned, her eyes dimming slightly. "Yin Xiaobai, is there still a chance for us?"
"..."
Hearing him ask that, Yin Xiaobai moved her lips, but for some reason, her throat became dry.
There are some things that I just can't seem to say.
Clearly, he doesn't like him either.
What exactly happened?
Why do I feel so empty inside?
Not wanting to speak, Yin Xiaobai remained silent.
But then someone gently bumped his shoulder. Yin Xiaobai turned his head and saw that Han Qing had already walked up to him, and at the same time, his shoulder was grabbed by Han Qing's hands.
"Yin Xiaobai, tell me, is there still a chance for us?"
Han Qing looked at him with expectant eyes.
Yin Xiaobai frowned, and his hand, placed at his side, unconsciously clenched into a fist.
After a few more seconds of silence, he finally turned his face away and said indifferently, "It's impossible."
"Why?"
Why?
Yin Xiaobai raised the corners of her lips and smiled, "There's no why."
He turned back to Han Qing, looked at her slightly pale face, and chuckled again, "Han Qing, why don't you understand?"
"I told you long ago, don't fall in love with me, because we have no future."
His smile seemed so glaring at that moment, and Han Qing lowered her stinging eyes slightly. "I don't believe it."
"Do you dare say you have absolutely no feelings for me?"
He clearly sensed that Yin Xiaobai liked him a little bit.
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