Chapter 94 "Yan Jiarou, in my whole life, I will..."
Seeing his reaction, Yan Jiarou felt a pang of panic. She hurriedly grabbed his arm and said urgently, "Xiao Che, this is only temporary. Believe me, I will marry you, but not now. Please wait for me, okay?"
"You said we have a long future ahead of us, so why rush things? You like me so much, you'll say yes, right?"
She became more and more anxious as she spoke, gripping his arm tightly as if she wouldn't let go until he agreed.
Xiao Che looked up and sized her up—
She was looking up at him with her fair face, her eyes gradually welling up with tears, and a hint of red at the corners, making her look incredibly pitiful.
Her voice was soft and gentle, with a slight sob in it, and she drew out the last syllable, as if she were pleading.
Just like every time before, she thought that as long as she acted cute, he would agree to anything she wanted.
She had already made a vow to grow old together, promising to marry him as soon as she returned to the palace. Such a promise was not a joke. If she couldn't keep it, why did she agree to it so easily in the first place?
Why give him hope and let him dream and anticipate, only to destroy it with your own hands when he is most immersed in it?
Then, in that light and casual way, she asked him: "Is it okay?"
It's like asking her, if she disobeys him and eats an extra piece of candy, will he be angry? Can he forgive her?
She seems to never realize what she's doing.
It really has a kind of naive cruelty.
Xiao Che gazed at her for a long time, then expressionlessly withdrew his arm from her embrace, asking only, "Since you didn't go to see Father, where did you go for all that time? And who did you see?"
"I……"
"Let me guess, who else could it be but your beloved Crown Prince brother, whom you couldn't wait to see the moment you returned to the palace? Heh, I should have guessed it sooner..."
Yan Jiarou's face paled, and she quickly said, "That's not how it is, Xiao Che, let me explain..."
"Explanation? Fine, I'll listen to your explanation," he sneered, "Explain why you broke your promise as soon as you returned to the palace! Yan Jiarou, do you still remember what you promised me before? You kept saying you liked me and couldn't live without me, what, were all those lies you told me in bed, and they didn't count? You turned your back on me as soon as you got out of bed?"
"Or was I just a pastime for you when you left the palace? Now that you've returned and seen your beloved Crown Prince, you've completely forgotten about me, haven't you?!"
"Yan Jiarou, what exactly do you take me for? A medicine that's somewhat handy to use, or a pastime that's somewhat to your liking? Exploitation, outright exploitation! Have you ever truly loved me for even a moment? No, haven't you? The one you've loved from beginning to end has always been Xiao Jue, hasn't he?!"
"No, no..." Yan Jiarou shook her head, crying, "How could I not like you? You can't even imagine how much I like you..."
"Xiao Wenqi, please listen to me first. It's the Crown Prince... no, it's Xiao Jue. He's seriously injured, his very core is damaged. This is a huge blow to any man. He's depressed and almost can't go on living..."
“If I leave him now, he will really die. I have already wronged him, and I absolutely cannot kick him when he is down at this critical moment. It would be too cruel to him…” Xiao Che seemed to have just realized where Xiao Jue was injured. Hearing this, he was slightly taken aback, and a strange light flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared, leaving only a cold laugh: “What, after not seeing him for more than a month, has he become a eunuch?”
Yan Jiarou frowned upon hearing this and retorted anxiously, "Xiao Che, he is still your brother, how can you say such a thing about him!"
"What? Did I say something wrong? Being injured is basically the same as becoming a eunuch? You get so anxious just because your sweetheart became a eunuch. What, are you afraid you can't be husband and wife with him?"
"It's alright. It's not like there aren't eunuchs in the palace who have found partners. There are a thousand reasons in this world, and there's no rule that says a princess can't be a eunuch's partner. Princess Qinghe, don't you think so?"
"You...you..." Yan Jiarou's eyes were filled with tears as she looked at him in disbelief, almost crying from anger at his harshness.
When Xiao Che was with her, he was naturally the most perfect lover in the world. He had a handsome face, a charming body, hidden talents, and superb flirting skills. He knew best how to make her happy, and he was very obedient to her. He would do anything for her, like plucking stars from the sky and drawing the moon from the sky, and whispering sweet nothings in her ear over and over again.
But once you argue with her, she becomes like this, extremely sarcastic and unforgiving.
She was bad at arguing and could never win an argument with him, nor did she want to quarrel with him.
She had become accustomed to being pampered by him during this time, used to hearing him say sweet words to her, kiss her, hug her, and love her. But now that he was treating her like this, she couldn't bear the sudden change in his attitude.
Tears welled up in her eyes, and she pouted, forcing herself not to let them fall. She took one of his hands in her own and gripped his palm tightly: "Xiao Wenqi, please don't do this... please don't do this..."
"Xiao Jue isn't the one I love, you are. You have no idea how much I like you... Please be nicer to me, brother... You're my third brother, how can you bully your younger sister..."
Xiao Che merely sneered upon hearing this: "I bullied you? Ha, when it comes to the ability to turn the tables, who can compare to you?"
Xiao Che continued to stab her with sarcastic remarks, and Yan Jiarou could no longer hold back. Tears streamed down her face as she said with a hint of defiance, "Anyway, I like you so much, you can't treat me like this..."
Her crying really upset him.
He sighed and reached out to wipe away her tears: "Why are you crying? Don't cry—how dare you cry?"
He glanced at her, snorted, and asked, "How much do you like me?"
Yan Jiarou looked at him through teary eyes, her lips slightly parted, her face blank.
Xiao Che frowned: "Didn't you say you liked me a lot? How much do you like me?"
"Oh..." Yan Jiarou realized what was happening and began racking her brains to think of something to say to make him happy.
How much did she like him? She thought about how he had let her do those things in bed, all those shameful things, and how she had done them all to please him. Wasn't that enough to show how much she liked him?
Honestly, she would never do such a thing with another man in her life.
But these are things that are hard to say.
Even in that brief moment of hesitation, Xiao Che had already lost his patience.
He chuckled self-deprecatingly and withdrew his hand from her soft, damp palm: "Forget it, I must have gone crazy to expect you to make up stories to fool me."
"If you really like me, then marry me. It's that simple."
He stared at her intently, his Adam's apple bobbing: "I want you to be with me day and night—that's what love is."
"I... Xiao Che, I will be with you day and night, I will marry you, but not now, please wait for me, okay? After we are married, I will do whatever you ask, I will agree to anything... But you have to wait for me first, brother, please wait for me, okay..."
"Wait? Wait again? Yan Yan, you always make me wait. How long are you going to make me wait? Do you want me to wait until I die?"
Yan Jiarou cried, "Xiao Che, you...you shouldn't say that..."
“I didn’t want to keep you waiting either… If I could, I would marry you today. But look at how my brother the Crown Prince is. I was the one who changed my mind first. If something happens to him because of me, Xiao Che, it will be our sin, and I will never be able to live in peace for the rest of my life…”
"Just wait for me. Once my brother the Crown Prince is cured, I'll marry you immediately, okay?"
"Cure him?" Xiao Che scoffed. "If he could cure him, there would be no eunuchs in the world." "No, he's different from those eunuchs. He's only injured somewhere; he'll heal."
“Fool, if it can be cured, it’s just a minor injury. The Imperial Hospital will naturally have a way. If there is a way, why is he so depressed and contemplating suicide?”
"Most likely, it's ruined. If that thing is ruined, then it's ruined. Throughout history, there have been so many eunuchs, including many who held high positions of power, who tried every possible way to regain their virility. But look at them, how many of them succeeded? Once that thing is gone, it can't grow back. There's no such thing as 'curing' it."
"No, he's different from those eunuchs. He still has that thing. He said he found out a secret recipe that will cure him..."
“Even if that thing still exists, it’s nothing more than a dead thing hanging under the cloak,” Xiao Che scoffed. “What kind of secret formula could be more effective than the Imperial Hospital’s methods? It’s just self-deception, Yan Jiarou, don’t listen to his nonsense.”
"No, no..." Yan Jiarou simply couldn't accept that Xiao Jue had become a cripple. If it were true, how would she cope with it? "He can definitely be cured..."
Seeing this, Xiao Che felt his anger burn even more fiercely, and sneered, "The imperial physicians are helpless, yet you are so sure. What, is Xiao Jue's thing that important to you? If you ask me, you don't need to be so sad. Whether his thing is useless or not, it doesn't make much difference."
"Xiao Che, you!" Yan Jiarou glared at him, her chest heaving. Even her Crown Prince brother was in such a state, yet Xiao Che still dared to say such sarcastic things.
"What, are you angry? I was just telling the truth. You've tried me, how could you possibly still be interested in him?"
Yan Jiarou turned her face away, refusing to look at him. Was what Xiao Che said the same thing she was worried about?
Xiao Che was never one to mince words, and now that he was in a fit of anger, he naturally couldn't say anything nice.
However, he didn't want to talk to her about these irrelevant things anymore, and only asked her, "What if he can't be cured? Will you never marry me?"
Yan Jiarou paused for a moment, then looked up at him, repeating the same few words: "No, it won't happen, you'll definitely get better..."
Xiao Che took a deep breath. For a moment, he felt utterly bored.
"You have faith in him, but he may not trust you. You're already mine. Once he discovers that the cinnabar on your arm is gone, do you think he'll become resentful?"
Yan Jiarou paused for a moment, then whispered, "He already knows about us. He said he doesn't mind..."
She meant nothing by saying this; she was simply answering Xiao Che's question truthfully. But to Xiao Che, it took on a completely different meaning.
His brow throbbed, a surge of anger rising within him. He laughed coldly, "So that's it. No wonder you suddenly changed your mind and refused to marry me. It turns out your sweetheart doesn't mind your affair with me..."
"I was originally filled with anxiety, thinking that since I had lost my virginity to him, I would have no choice but to marry him, which is why I agreed so readily. Now that I know Xiao Jue doesn't mind, I naturally want to return to his side, even if he has become a eunuch, I don't care..."
"Yan Jiarou," Xiao Che felt as if a sharp blade had pierced his heart, tearing away at his flesh inch by inch, "You like him that much?"
"Fine, fine, fine, absolutely fine. You like him so much, I'll grant your wish. Let's end things here. It was just a tragic relationship, and I'll pretend I never knew you. I never want to see you again in this lifetime!"
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