Xu Yiran turned and walked away after speaking, but was stopped by Nan Lingqin after taking only one step. "Don't go."
"You don't want to?"
“No.” Nan Lingqin shook her head. “Xu Yiran, there must be an ambush by his side. Going there would only be sending you to your death.”
Xu Yiran looked at Nan Lingqin with such intensity that he had never looked at her before, as if trying to see right through her. "I know, but if anything happens to me, you will definitely save me."
"certainly."
Nan Lingqin released Xu Yiran's hand, "You're my best friend..."
"Xiao Qin".
Xu Yiran suddenly pulled Nan Lingqin close and hugged her tightly. "Xiaoqin, don't move. Let me hold you. Just like this."
Xu Yiran!
The Heavenly Mystery Palace Master, who is always calm and composed, is aloof and extraordinary, a figure of great renown and enchantment to many. Yet, in front of Nan Lingqin, he is always the one he desires most but cannot have.
For so many days and so many years, he has been with her, watching over her, and carefully protecting her, but he still cannot enter her heart.
Even if she truly no longer loves Yuwen Yao, then he will never love anyone else in this world again.
This time, he finally dropped all pretense in front of Nan Lingqin.
He was scared, really scared.
"Xiaoqin, I..."
I love you.
Even holding her like this, he still couldn't bring himself to say those words.
It seems I'm afraid that once I say it out loud, everything will become impossible and set in stone.
Although he always knew it was impossible.
"Xiaoqin, I regret it, I really regret it."
Xu Yiran held Nan Lingqin tightly, her eyes filled with pain and regret.
He regretted that he wasn't strong enough back then, which forced him to use the Yun Clan to erase her memories of him from her mind. He regretted having too much confidence in himself, which allowed her to fall in love with Yuwen Yao.
Nan Lingqin did not struggle, and just let him hold her, her face showing hidden pain, yet she was extremely calm.
She felt guilty towards Xu Yiran, who had been so good to her, a guilt she could never repay.
"If I hadn't been so confident back then, if I hadn't thought that there's no new beginning without breaking the old, would you still be in love with Yuwen Yao? Would we have been together forever? Would we..."
"Brother Yiran".
Nan Lingqin suddenly raised her hand and gently patted Xu Yiran's back, as if coaxing a lost child, "Don't be sad, don't be upset. I'm such a heartless woman, I don't deserve your love. But please don't leave me, okay? You give me the warmth of family, you are my only salvation in this life. In the darkness, when I'm lost, it seems that as long as I hear your voice, everything has hope..."
At this moment, Nan Lingqin felt that she was really despicable. She didn't love Xu Yiran, but she couldn't live without him. It was as if she felt a sense of security when he was by her side, even if she didn't understand it or couldn't explain it.
"Okay, I won't leave."
Xu Yiran's heart, which had been parched with excitement, was miraculously revived in an instant. But he still held her tightly, not letting go, as if holding her would make her feel warmer.
Nan Fenghuang stood there at a distance, watching for a long time. She turned her head and looked at Yu Qingyi, who was pale and had just woken up but insisted on seeing Nan Lingqin. "I saw it. I told you, Nan Lingqin would eventually forget the Crown Prince. Look, Xu Yiran's suffering has come to an end."
Upon hearing this, Yu Qingyi's expression turned sour. "No, that won't happen."
“Qi, Yu Qingyi, you are blinded by your own involvement when it comes to Yuwen Yao.”
"You are prejudiced against him."
"He burned my sister, can't I be prejudiced against him?" Nan Fenghuang chuckled.
Yu Qingyi watched Nan Fenghuang roll her eyes with her hands on her hips, and saw this radiant woman under the starlight, her heavy heart suddenly softened a little, and a smile appeared on her face. "Nan Fenghuang, did I ever say..."
"What?"
"I love you much."
The four words, spoken softly by Yu Qingyi, seemed to carry the gentle breeze of summer, drifting lightly and stirring the heart, or like a hand gently stroking the hair, making Nan Fenghuang feel as if the blood in her body had frozen in that instant.
She looked up, her bright, sparkling eyes fixed on Yu Qingyi, gazing at his sharply defined face. Her dark eyelashes trembled slightly, a mixture of emotions—infatuation, doubt, surprise, astonishment—swirling in her eyes.
"Yu Qingyi, this is the first time in all these years that you have said you love me."
"Because I've always loved you, I just always thought I didn't need to say it, that I could..."
"Then why are you saying this now? You know, given the current situation, we..." Nan Fenghuang's voice was a little choked up, but she stubbornly raised her head, "I know you're definitely going to help Yuwen Yao, but I'm quite touched by what you're saying."
"I never said I wanted to marry you, why are you so touched?"
Yu Qingyi suddenly smiled, a hint of provocation in his eyes, which made Nan Fenghuang feel depressed. She raised her hand and threw a punch at Yu Qingyi, saying, "You want to die, you bastard?"
In the distance, Xie Lingqin, who had heard the commotion, looked toward Nan Fenghuang, her eyes filled with deep thought.
Actually, after she went to assassinate Yuwen Yao, she had been thinking about a question.
Why did the Empress, who doted on Yuwen Yao so much, try so hard to stop her when she wanted to kill him, even kneeling down to beg her? Later, however, she stopped intervening. Was Yuwen Yao more important than her son? She didn't believe it. When she asked the Empress to leave him a complete corpse, a sudden sense of relief flashed in the Empress's eyes.
That was...
It's like they want Yuwen Yao dead.
Why?
She clearly adored her son, Yuwen Yao.
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