Yuwen Yao, a commoner, seeks to marry Princess Nan Lingzhu of Southern Qi. Is she willing?
willing!
Right after this character was Nan Lingqin's signature.
The signature was written at a time that is clearly different from the other handwriting.
And that signature, which looks like some kind of scribbled mess...
Nan Lingqin is so familiar!
So familiar!
Some facts that had been hidden behind a veil finally became clear in my mind.
A thunderclap from a clear sky startled me.
Tears suddenly slid down her cheeks, glistening as they dripped onto the single word "wish".
Yu Wenyao?
Mr. Dong?
Yuwen Yao, Elder Dong...
After the fire, the person who carried her out of the tunnel was Old Dong, who was also Yuwen Yao.
The person who guided them on the path to leaving Beirong was Elder Dong, and also Yuwen Yao.
He fell to the bottom of the snow cliff, found her, and stayed with her in the silent, snowy night. It was Old Dong, who brought her good luck, who was also Yuwen Yao.
He left her a prescription for a cough, and her cough gradually improved...
It turns out he had never left. He was by her side in every moment of her distress and need, every time she was powerless to help.
But he didn't say anything.
He was so stubborn and inflexible; once he made up his mind to do something, he would say nothing.
She had touched Mr. Dong's face before and couldn't see anything unusual...
Oh, and the human skin mask.
He had once given Minglan a human skin mask, and if she hadn't known that Minglan was behind that mask, she wouldn't have been able to tell at all.
Nan Lingqin stared intently at the "marriage certificate," overwhelmed with mixed emotions, both crying and laughing.
Actually, she should have thought of this sooner. What she disliked, Elder Dong also disliked, which is why it was such a coincidence that he helped Qin Qi with acupuncture, and when she needed to build her own strength, he appeared to give her advice...
Old Master Dong treated her much better than the Crown Prince, and even earlier...
So, did the Crown Prince already fall in love with her before he confessed his feelings?
Was I just too stupid, or had I simply never considered this possibility?
Nan Lingqin closed her eyes, then opened them again. The whole truth was right in front of her, and she suddenly felt like she was in dire straits.
With a quick glance, he noticed another drawer on the other side and instinctively reached out to open it.
What she saw also shocked her.
Wasn't this the calligraphy the fortune teller asked her to write when she and Xu Yiran escaped Bei Rong's assassination attempt in a small town? How did it end up here...?
Isn't this the same man's facial features she drew on his portrait that day in the central command tent, when she disguised herself as a junior officer...?
Wasn't this the piece of her sleeve he tore off when they parted ways in the darkness after the fight?
This is not...
They are all things related to her, representing every moment she spent with him after leaving Bei Rong.
So, does he not love her? Is his heart truly indifferent?
Or perhaps they were already hopelessly in love!
The winter wind was cold, but the room was warm. Suddenly, a presence appeared behind him.
"You...have come."
Such a familiar voice, carrying a deep sense of longing and reluctance at the discovery of a secret, and also a hint of embarrassment.
"Yes, I'm here now, and I know the whole truth."
Nan Lingqin turned around slowly and looked at Yuwen Yao. "So, Yuwen Yao, how much courage do you need to push me away and say that you used me and don't love me?"
"I……"
Yuwen Yao finally ran out of words. If he could still confidently refuse her when she learned in front of the Emperor why he had asked her to leave Bei Rong, saying that he was using her, then now he had no words to defend himself.
"Qin'er..."
He called.
"sorry."
"sorry?"
Nan Lingqin looked at him, then suddenly put down what she was holding. "Then I'm sorry. After all, as you said, all of this is in the past, isn't it? And at most, I only owe you a thank you."
Her voice was cold, like an ice stone, forcefully shoved into Yuwen Yao's heart, leaving him momentarily stunned. When he looked up again, the door was open, and Nan Lingqin was standing in the doorway.
"No, Qin'er..."
He looked at her and suddenly pulled her into his arms.
The moisture instantly clung to her neck.
"Cry, and everything will be over after you've cried."
"No...don't go."
That love etched into the very bones, that love suppressed for so long, has finally collapsed at this moment, and it's now beyond repair.
Nan Lingqin didn't move, just let him hold her, her voice low.
"That day, when I was almost bullied by Hei Bu Shui, many things came to mind, but the image that appeared most often, and one I never want to forget until the very end, was you..."
"After I stabbed you that day, I fell into a coma. I had many dreams, and in them I saw a young man just like you..."
Nan Lingqin chuckled, bitterly, "Do you know, the time he and I went on a trip together was in a back mountain. That was the time I was punished and locked up in the back mountain for making a mistake."
Nan Lingqin stepped back slightly, looked up at Yuwen Yao, her eyes cold and sorrowful. "Yuwen Yao, I always thought that it was just Xu Yiran who used cloud magic on me to make me forget my memories of being with him. But I never thought that you would do the same thing to me... You did the same thing to me back then... Since you pointed your sword at me and threatened Xu Yiran with my amnesia, why did you later get close to me, fall in love with me, and help me?"
Yuwen Yao froze, his pupils contracted, as if at that very moment, his veil was completely removed.
And the one he brought up was the one he most wanted to keep hidden.
"You locked away my memories, and you locked away yours. From now on, we'll be like strangers, won't we?"
"Qin'er..."
"You just didn't expect that you would fall in love with me again."
In the darkness, the wind howled outside, but inside it was warm as spring. The two people embraced tightly, and it was Yuwen Yao who was filled with regret.
Hearing and listening to the rain exchange a glance, and suddenly their long-held anxieties eased a little.
Regardless, the Crown Prince finally spoke up.
Just as the two were about to leave, they saw Yuwen An.
He didn't say anything, but just glanced in the direction of the study, then turned and left.
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