Chapter 80 is here
He never intended to say it, because saying it would only make Jiang Xianwan misunderstand and think he was using such despicable tricks to soften her heart.
Jiang Xianwan remained silent.
She didn't doubt the fish's words.
I never expected that someone like that could be so humble.
If Di Yin had said these words to her in person, she would have immediately extinguished any lingering thoughts of reuniting the father and son, without hesitation.
The dragon carp chattered on and on, while Di Yin fidgeted nervously, raising his fingertips only to gently lower them again.
The taste changed.
He didn't care about his own reputation, letting Long Li expose his face in front of Yun Weize, but he was afraid she would misunderstand, so he didn't know whether he should shut the fish's mouth.
By now, Jiang Xianwan understood perfectly well.
"Say it here?"
"Should we go back?"
After all, Di Yin, who has now humbled himself to the dust, is bound to feel extremely embarrassed.
Di Yin bit her lip. "Here."
There's nothing shameful about it.
Even if all the cultivators from the two realms and three domains come, it's still his fault.
Jiang Xianwan paused for a moment, then said, "Okay."
Whether you explain it clearly or not, it's still just talking.
The two automatically classified Yunweize as air.
Jiang Xianwan's gaze involuntarily fell on the long sword in Di Yin's hand.
She and Di Yin were fully aware of the situation.
This final base determines the future.
In the blink of an eye, Di Yin's expression turned pale, his face drained of color, and his neck, faintly visible through his silver hair, bent at a fragile angle.
He lifted his eyelashes, his snowy eyes misty and hazy, like flower branches trembling in a downpour, revealing only Jiang Xianwan's blurry face.
When he spoke again, his voice sounded as if it were being torn apart by a blade.
"Wanwan, this is the first time I've met you..."
“I’ll ask,” Jiang Xianwan suddenly interrupted him.
She didn't need to listen to guess what Di Yin wanted to say.
She dug out everything that made her uncomfortable about their relationship, from beginning to end, and obediently admitted her mistakes.
However, she still did not allow Di Yin to recount his evil thoughts and sins in front of Yun Weize.
Furthermore...
She was afraid he would talk about next year.
In fact, he didn't say a word, but just by sitting there, Jiang Xianwan believed everything.
She looked away from that broken, unbearable face and stared quietly at the cup of tea in front of her.
With a little thought, my mind was involuntarily pulled back to the past.
In fact, the first time she went to Wuyun Palace, no matter how much the Emperor Yin lost control due to the foul air, he would always force himself to put on his clothes and go out to clumsily cook her a bowl of porridge.
How could she not taste it? The Northern Emperor had never served soup with his hands washed.
Later, even when she practiced fasting, she retained this habit, and Di Yin's porridge-making skills improved rapidly; she could even make a few side dishes.
Even on many occasions, when she was in a daze, she heard that clear, cold voice, whispering and coaxing her as it fed her spoonful by spoonful.
Later, she stayed out late time and time again, even when he was fully awake.
Looking back now, I realize that Emperor Yin loved without realizing it.
The reason she was allowed to stay at Wuyun Palace was not because she arrived late; it's likely that the idea of keeping her by their side forever had been brewing for some time.
Neither she nor Di Yin realized at the time what this meant.
When it comes to romance and poetry, the Northern Emperor is a complete blank slate, not even as clever as a fish.
Just by looking at his unchanging, rigid attack posture in bed, even when he's covered in filth, you can tell.
To put it bluntly, they lack experience, are untrained, and lack guidance.
Of course, nobody cared about him.
However, she probably can't be considered a good person either.
To survive, some people have no bottom line and no morals.
In addition, Wu Miao facilitated this whole affair.
In short, no one in this matter is a good person.
Jiang Xianwan didn't want to dwell on who was right and who was wrong in the past, nor did she want to hold onto this matter and let it haunt her for the rest of her life.
What's done is done; she'll deal with Wu Miao sooner or later.
The rest can be solved as needed.
It is an undeniable fact that she and Di Yin were bound by an unbreakable bloodline through a series of unfortunate events.
Jiang Xianwan stared intently into those watery eyes, eyes that had long since melted away their ice and snow. "How did Wu Miao first tell you about our relationship?"
The first time they met, she resigned herself to her fate, without thinking about anything.
Di Yin, from the moment he saw her, stared intently into her eyes without saying a word.
She was still terrified by the stares and took a half step back towards the bed.
The man, tormented and powerless against the unfamiliar pleasure, frowned and did not speak to her except when he removed her mask.
Di Yin suddenly pursed his lips, his back slowly tensing up as if he were being pushed onto the guillotine, a thin layer of sweat beading on his temples.
His Adam's apple bobbed slowly as he said in a trembling voice, "He told me you were willing."
Wu Miao didn't greet him before bringing Jiang Xianwan directly to Wuyun Palace. Perhaps afraid that the young girl would feel uncomfortable, she spoke to him telepathically.
He could tell at a glance that Jiang Xianwan's physique was special, and he understood everything.
Di Yin's fingers were clenched tightly, his palms covered in sticky blood. He closed his eyes in despair and embarrassment, admitting his desires, "It was all because I... lust after seeing beauty."
He doesn't want to, but others can force him to.
The fault lies entirely with him.
He still remembered that day when Wu Miao suddenly brought Jiang Xianwan to the Wuyun Palace.
The girl walked straight past Wu Miao from behind, step by step, and entered the Wuyun Palace.
He turned and went into the inner room, where he saw a silent girl who had taken off her clothes and let her hair down.
For some reason, when he met those calm eyes, he came to his senses and walked step by step to the girl.
Jiang Xianwan stared at the person in front of her, who was trying to control himself but couldn't stop his crumbling. His expression remained unchanged, and he was exceptionally calm.
Wu Miao's mind is as sharp as a hornet's nest; her stance is clear-cut, and what is righteous can only be described as evil taken to an extreme.
With just one sentence, Jiang Xianwan roughly understood that he probably hadn't told Di Yin the truth and had embellished the agreement between the two.
It's not hard to tell from Wu Miao's subtly respectful reaction that he would dare to slit his own throat for Di Yin's sake.
Forcing others to bow their heads—given his own junior uncle's style and meticulousness, he would naturally be capable of doing such a despicable thing.
When she left, there were faint dark lines spreading on the side of Emperor Yin's neck, indicating that he was being consumed by unbearable filth and desire.
However, this act of lust at first sight...
When Di Yin said it, it really made people...jaw dislocate.
Even though she was wearing a human skin mask, and Di Yin could tell, he never considered that the face under the mask might be more ordinary or even hideous.
Jiang Xianwan was still quite shocked by this, but Di Yin would not lie. He either wouldn't speak at all, or when he did, he would never lie about a single punctuation mark.
She wasn't surprised that he didn't make any excuses or try to escape the situation, instead pushing the blame onto Wu Miao or some other filthy place.
The Northern Emperor would never do something like shifting blame onto someone else just to absolve himself.
Jiang Xianwan's eyes flickered slightly, still wanting to confirm a question that had been weighing on her mind for a long time.
To hint indirectly.
"You fed me that last pill yourself."
Her expression and tone remained calm as always, yet it was easy to tell that she was accusing him of his despicable actions and hypocrisy.
The dragon carp trembled, becoming even more afraid to breathe and tightly closing its mouth.
"Wait!" dared not utter another cry, trembling along with the fish.
Di Yin suddenly held his breath, his trembling clothes stopped, and even the dejected and desperate expression on his face froze.
His pale face was ashen, and he was speechless for a moment.
His lips moved slightly, and after a few light sips, his clear, moist eyes quickly flushed red, almost as if covered with a layer of blood mist.
He never thought about contraceptive pills, let alone that Jiang Xianwan should take them.
After they were together for the first time, Wu Miao told him that Jiang Xianwan did not want to stay in Wuyun Palace and asked for the contraceptive pill.
He then realized that Jiang Xianwan had no other choice.
But since they had already consummated their marriage, he felt that no matter what, since they had come together, they should spend the rest of their lives together.
After Jiang Xianwan left, he was once again left alone in Wuyun Palace.
He belatedly realized what was happening.
He ruined himself.
Without asking why she was willing to come to the Wuyun Palace, assuming that she did not want to stay, and the act of taking the contraceptive pill, all became another mistake of forcing and humiliating her.
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