An Chaoli was incredibly cruel; he presented Yi Chenli with a huge problem.
Even after experiencing much hardship, Yi Chenli still couldn't bring himself to drive the girl away from him.
He was her sunshine and joy; she couldn't believe that this place no longer had her. Now, this place had become an empty hell.
The night is long and dark. He has experienced the warmth of humanity. How can he return to the desolate darkness?
Just thinking about it makes me feel chilled to the bone.
"No... Lord An, I... cannot do it."
Yi Chenli is decisive in his actions, but this decision was exceptionally difficult.
An Chaoli gently patted Yi Chenli's shoulder, without putting excessive pressure on him, and simply explained calmly.
"I know that the Sixth Prince has already made up his mind."
The prince before him must love his daughter terribly, which is why he would indulge him time and time again and not get angry.
Because of his deep love, he knew better than anyone else what to do.
The Chenyang Palace cannot protect two people for a lifetime. Only by truly stepping out into the world can they possibly see a future.
An Chaoli sighed, "I am sorry that I made such a demanding request of the prince in the name of my father."
Yi Chenli felt as if his heart was burning with rage, and he closed his eyes in anguish.
His hands remained gripping the wheelchair handles, rubbing back and forth until the skin on his hands was worn raw, yet Yi Chenli felt no pain whatsoever.
A sensible child is destined to suffer more pain than others.
He spoke with difficulty, each word distinct: "I understand."
Although his voice was very low, he had made up his mind.
An Chaoli nodded: "I'm sorry to trouble the prince."
The snow outside was falling even harder, but An Chaoli was eager to go back. This place, though warm, felt oppressive.
He longed for his daughter to be with the one she loved, but—stolen happiness never lasts.
While showing love, the father also played the villain.
"Wait a minute." Before An Chaoli could leave, Yi Chenli suddenly called out to him.
An Chaoli turned around, somewhat unable to believe what he was seeing.
The boy in the wheelchair struggled and clumsily to move himself out. His legs could move slightly, but they were very inflexible. That proud boy now moved as awkwardly as a clumsy bear, yet despite this, he was trying to break free of the wheelchair, moving laboriously...
An Chaoli barely dared to breathe or blink. Having seen the Sixth Prince in a wheelchair far too many times, this was the first time he had ever seen him walk completely.
It turns out he was that tall, a head taller than him.
With each step, Yi Chenli felt as if a thousand needles were pricking his legs. Without recovery, the pain of forcing himself to move was several times more unbearable than normal pain. Yi Chenli was already covered in sweat, and this was only a short distance.
He hadn't walked in so long that he walked somewhat clumsily, even somewhat comically, but he didn't care about that. He was determined to walk to his father, without relying on a wheelchair, but on his own two legs.
This short distance took a great deal of physical strength and endurance from Yi Chenli, and he finally stood in front of An Chaoli.
Then, the tall young man knelt down on one knee with utmost humility: "If I succeed in the future, I beg Lord An to grant me your blessing and allow Yuan'er to marry you. I promise her everything I can give her. Life is but a short few decades, and I only wish to spend it with her. Without her, my life is nothing but darkness..."
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