"If I unfortunately fail, I will be the only lonely soul left in the world. At that time, please ask Lord An to find a good husband for Yuan'er. However, that person cannot be too bad-tempered, cannot be too useless, must accept all her unreasonable demands, and must be ten thousand times better to her than I was. Then, until she no longer remembers me, she will not be saddened by my death. Only then can my lonely soul find peace."
Yi Chenli was in such a sorry state that he shouldn't have had to walk this stretch of road.
However, this was his determination and attitude, and also a fire burning in Yi Chenli's heart.
He knew that Yi Chenqi loved him, and so did Lan Jingtang. They always said he was lucky to have won her favor, but in reality, who had it easier than whom?
Yi Chenli would only let himself love her more, more than anyone else, and he would be trembling with fear, afraid that this luck would no longer belong to him.
He was proud, yet he was also sensitive and insecure.
Whether it was his infatuation or destiny, several years ago on a snowy day, heaven bestowed upon him the best gift.
An Chaoli was somewhat moved, but he forced himself not to help the boy in front of him up.
"If that day ever comes, I hope that Yuan'er will make that choice herself." An Chaoli pushed open the door and left Chenyang Palace.
Even after he stepped outside, the Sixth Prince's gaze and words kept echoing in his mind.
An Chaoli felt a mix of emotions and his thoughts were complicated.
"Alas, what a tragedy!"
After everyone left, Yi Chenli remained kneeling until he could no longer bear the weight of his body and fell heavily to the ground.
His knees already had gruesome bloody welts.
Upon hearing the commotion, Li Gui rushed in and frantically helped Yi Chenli up: "Master, why are you doing this! How can your legs bear it? You clearly can't walk yet, and you're ruining yourself like this. This old servant is truly heartbroken."
Yi Chenli didn't listen at all. He angrily pounded his leg and said resentfully, "Why isn't it better yet? Why?"
He didn't have time to wait; he had too much resentment. He couldn't afford to wait, and he didn't want to wait any longer.
Back in his wheelchair, although his legs weren't as painful anymore, Yi Chenli felt a profound emptiness in his heart.
"Master, please wait here for a moment. This old servant will go and fetch Physician Lan."
Yi Chenli stopped him, saying, "No need."
He suddenly remembered something: "Li Gui, send someone out of the palace to buy pastries from the North Street, beggar's chicken from the Old South Street, and get the clay sculptures from the East Street. Xiao Yuan'er made them herself before, but we haven't brought them back yet."
"Master, when is it not okay to take these? Please take a look at your leg first."
"Go now. That's an order," Yi Chenli commanded coldly.
He originally thought he had a long time to accompany her to find all the delicious food in the world and to do the things she liked.
There are so many things I haven't done, but who would have thought that if I don't do them now, I might never have the chance again?
Yi Chenli always felt that he hadn't done enough, and wondered if he hadn't done enough to make her fall in love with someone else so quickly after she left.
Something was throbbing vigorously in his veins, and Yi Chenli's uneasy heart was racing.
That day, An Yuan'er returned from outside the palace, and it was already very late.
She had to send a lot of medicine to Mo Ran, and Yi Chenli's leg also needed medicine, so she bought too much and returned later than expected.
As I passed by Yi Chenli's door, I saw an oil lamp lit inside his room, casting Yi Chenli's shadow in its reflection.
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