Chapter 71 Wen Yao, you are not worthy to say you like me
Ye Li was somewhat surprised when she received the Marrow Cleansing Pill.
The duck that was almost in her hand flew away; Su Ying'er must be heartbroken.
Looking into Ye Li's eyes, which were exactly the same as before, Wen Yao said with tender affection, "Marrow cleansing is dangerous, so I have prepared a few bottles of pills for you."
Ye Li frowned, instinctively refusing, "No..."
Xie Sixing: "Why not take it? You're the one who manages his medicinal herb fields, what's a few bottles of medicine to him?"
Huo Huo: "That's right, Mommy, you can give it to your fat bird."
Wen Yao couldn't hear them and asked in confusion, "What?"
Ye Li: "...I don't know if there are any left."
Finally, Ye Li carried a bag of pills and prepared to go back to her room.
"Wait, Ah Li, I have something to tell you."
Ye Li didn't want to get involved with him and said coldly, "I've already said I'm not Ye Li."
Wen Yao quickly replied, "Alright, alright, let's not talk about that anymore. Let's talk about our wedding."
Ye Li paused for a moment, "Marriage?"
"Yes, you are currently living in the outer gate, where conditions are harsh. If we get married, you can return to the Lotus Gate. We can go back to those days, those peaceful and idyllic times."
His face was full of nostalgia, as if he could already see the beauty of the past.
Back then, Lotus Gate wasn't as desolate as it is now; it was full of life.
The pond is full of blooming lotus flowers, with cranes standing among them, their wings gleaming with an elegant luster.
The group of fellow disciples played chess and enjoyed tea at the pavilion in the middle of the lake, while Ying'er danced.
They chatted and laughed, enjoying themselves immensely.
Although Ah Li rarely interrupts, she will brew tea for them and add fragrance to their lives.
It's as beautiful as a painting.
"Oh."
Ye Li's sarcastic laughter interrupted Wen Yao's recollection.
Is life peaceful and serene?
She manages all the affairs of the sect, while they spend their days enjoying romantic moments, seeking immortality and enlightenment. Isn't that a peaceful and idyllic life?
She countered, "If I marry you and go to the Lotus Gate with you, will I become a servant to each of you, just like Ye Li did before?"
Wen Yao was stung by her words. He frowned slightly. "I have never treated you as a servant. Why do you misunderstand me like this?"
"Really? Then who manages your medicinal herb field? Who maintains your medicine furnace? Especially now that your pill formulas have become more and more advanced, where do you get the spirit stones to buy those expensive medicinal seedlings?"
"I……"
Wen Yao had never thought about these issues.
Yes, the Lotus Sect only has ten high-grade spirit stones per month, while some of those medicinal seedlings cost one high-grade spirit stone each. How did Ah Li manage to bring them all back every time he listed those medicinal names?
Ye Li's voice was calm yet carried a heavy weight, "Wen Yao, you keep talking about your feelings, but I'd like to ask you, who do you really like? Is it Ye Li herself, or that hardworking tool who solves all your worries?"
Wen Yao said firmly, "What I like is Ah Li herself, of course."
"Really? Have you done anything for her? Or have you thought about doing anything for her?"
"I……"
Wen Yao was stumped by the question, and his expression softened.
Ye Li's eyes shone with a cold light. "You don't. You're just like everyone else in the Lotus Sect. You take her efforts for granted and are blind to her joys and sorrows. You're immersed in your self-righteous affection and resent her for hurting you."
Memories, like sharp blades, sliced through what he thought was beautiful.
He believed that beneath the glittering facade lay Ah Li's blood and tears.
Wen Yao stood there blankly, as if his soul had been ripped out.
Ye Li's words struck at the most shameful and hidden parts of his heart. "You knew Ye Li was engaged, yet you still coveted her. You were the one harboring filthy thoughts, yet you accused her of toying with your feelings. Therefore, you resented her, hated her, and turned a blind eye when she cried for help."
These words were too cruel, and Wen Yao pleaded desperately, "No, please stop, A-Li, please, please stop."
He was on the verge of collapse, while Ye Li felt it wasn't enough.
She spoke slowly and deliberately, "Was Ye Li's body very cold? Did her severed arm feel very soft to the touch? Was her dantian very empty?"
Wen Yao was speechless. He seemed to see Ye Li's corpse again and smell the cold, bloody scent emanating from her body.
"What were you doing when she died? You were refining pills for Su Ying'er. You threw the talisman for help into the pill furnace that she bought for you herself, burning away her last hope."
Wen Yao could no longer comprehend how Ye Li knew all this; his hands began to tremble involuntarily as the scenes from the illusion kept assaulting him.
Before his eyes were sometimes the flames in the alchemy furnace, and sometimes the thick fog in the camphor forest.
My body was alternating between cold and heat, I felt pain and suffocation.
He killed Ah Li.
He is the murderer...
Seeing his deeply hurt expression, Ye Li coldly said, "So, don't say you like Ye Li anymore. You don't even know what kind of person she is, you're not worthy to say you like her."
"..."
Wen Yao watched Ye Li's retreating figure, his eyes stinging with tears, unable to utter a single word.
Yes, he said he liked her, but he was no different from those who hurt her.
He doesn't deserve it.
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Wen Yao didn't know how he got back to his room.
After sitting there for a long time, he took out the box he had looked at countless times from his storage pouch and began to caress each of the woman's items inside.
He had been in love with Ah Li for many years, but he was afraid that Ah Li would reject him, so he hesitated to speak up.
Until Ye Li and Lu Ziting became a couple.
He was forced to suppress these feelings.
About half a year ago, Su Ying'er discovered Ye Li's portrait in his study by chance.
He was extremely embarrassed, but Su Ying'er not only did not laugh at or condemn him, but encouraged him, saying that if he liked someone, he should say it and not leave himself with regrets.
Seeing his hesitation, Ying'er volunteered to help him find out what Ye Li was thinking.
It was around that time that he sensed Su Ying'er's kindness and naivety, and understood why his fellow disciples liked her so much.
She was truly as warm as the sun, revitalizing his dormant feelings.
Soon, Su Ying'er brought back the few words Ye Li had said about him.
Su Ying'er said that Ye Li praised him as an unparalleled gentleman, elegant and handsome.
It was also said that he was exceptionally intelligent and had unlimited potential, making him a rare and excellent husband.
Upon hearing this, Wen Yao tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
Finally, encouraged by Su Ying'er, he wrote a love poem.
Soon, he received a return gift: a silk handkerchief from Ah Li.
The meaning behind the handkerchief used by the woman is self-evident.
He still remembers the ecstatic joy he felt when he received it. It turned out that Ah Li also had feelings for him!
Afterwards, amidst this mix of joy and nervousness, he and Ah Li confessed their feelings to each other.
Although Ah Li gave him a private gift as a token of their love, she always seemed a little cold towards him when they were together.
He thought that perhaps Ah Li was struggling to figure out how to be honest with Lu Ziting, which was why she couldn't get close to him.
Just as he was fantasizing about his future with Ah Li, he received that heartless letter.
The letter said that she only had eyes for Lu Ziting, and that he was no match for her in any way.
What about everything they did before?
He suddenly realized what was happening.
It turns out she had been toying with him all along.
...
Wen Yao struggled to pull himself out of his memories.
He told himself that as long as Ah Li was alive, he could disregard all of this.
Just as he was about to take the things back, he suddenly remembered Ye Li's words.
'You're the one harboring filthy thoughts, yet you accuse her of toying with your feelings.'
'You don't even know what kind of person she is, you're not qualified to say you like her.'
He seemed to have been hit hard on the back of the head, and his gaze slowly shifted to the small garment in his hand.
Ah Li, she's introverted, would she give him these things?
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