Yi Chenli's voice was icy as he analyzed the future for the girl, a future she hadn't considered.
“An Yuan’er, you should be smarter. The Sixth Prince is dead. If I was just an unfavored prince before, then even if I were still alive in the future, I would not even have the status of a prince. If I wanted to get this position, it would only be without legitimacy.”
"And my body might be even worse than it is now, and I might not be able to stand up. My kung fu might also be affected. I can no longer use my lightness skill to carry you through the sky."
"At that time, I had nothing. I had no money, no status, no future, no glory. I had nothing."
As the girl listened, her large, blinking eyes welled up with tears.
However, her gaze remained firmly fixed on Yi Chenli.
Yi Chenli couldn't bring himself to say anything cruel to her. Even his most desperate act of faking his death was out of necessity. Now that she had discovered it, he had nothing left to hide.
He patted An Yuan'er's head irritably, but not hard: "Silly girl, you should be smarter."
An Yuan'er nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.
Then, she tilted her head to one side and said seriously, "That's not right! Ali isn't without anything, you have me! I've always been here, I won't run away."
It's often said that women are materialistic, clinging to powerful and wealthy men—this has become a common occurrence. But the girl before me is different.
An Yuan'er snuggled closer to Yi Chenli; she was warm and passionate.
Yi Chenli had lost too much blood, and his body was extremely cold, with cold hands and feet.
When ice and fire meet, it is ultimately the fire that melts the ice.
Yi Chenli couldn't help but crave this warmth.
Sometimes he regretted that if he hadn't looked at this silly girl more than once when she was five years old, or brought her back to Chenyang Palace, would everything be different now? At least he wouldn't have ruined the girl's life.
Even if he died in some unknown corner, without anyone close to him, spending his remaining years alone and indifferent, at least he would have no worries. Unlike now, no matter where he goes, he always has a little girl on his mind, someone he can't let go of.
But—
How could he truly bear not having met her? He was the glimmer of light in her dark world, the source of all her brilliance.
Happiness was given by her, and so was heartache and bitterness. It was through these complex emotional changes that Yi Chenli became a truly emotional, flesh-and-blood person, making his life worthwhile.
Yi Chenli has already given the girl countless opportunities.
The girl had so many chances to back out, but she wasn't willing to use them even once.
As darkness fell, the yellow sandstorm outside intensified.
An Yuan'er was keenly aware that separation was inevitable, and only by separating could Yi Chenli have a chance to live.
That northern border holds the key to saving his life.
An Yuan'er took out a thick stack of silver notes from the book bag on her body.
Among these silver notes, some were given to her by Yi Chenli, and some were saved up by her over the years.
The girl didn't hold back and took everything out.
She handed everything to Yi Chenli: "Ali, being injured isn't shameful. Besides, this poisoning was caused by me, so I should take full responsibility. We have money, lots of money. We must see good doctors, eat well, and nourish ourselves properly along the way."
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