Published: March 7, 2025
Chapter 395: Intentional Misunderstanding!
Tie Butian turned his face, looking at the surrounding flames still burning. He slowly said, “In my life... perhaps I experienced joy in my infancy, but I have no memory of it. Since my father was injured and the heavy responsibility fell on my shoulders, I have never had a moment of happiness, nor have I ever had a single friend. I have never had someone I liked, nor would I ever have any vows of love that defy everything... that deep kind of love, that feeling of deep love.”
“Since I was born, I have been lonely. Other girls can enjoy flowers and plants, lamenting the spring and mourning the autumn, as part of their leisure. But I cannot even entertain such thoughts. What has accompanied me all along is iron blood and ruthlessness, the path of the emperor. As the only bloodline of my father, this is my duty, and I cannot shirk it. But who ever thought that even if I rule the world, I... am still just an ordinary girl?”
“I have my dreams too, but others have the opportunity to realize theirs, while mine have never been possible. It is fundamentally impossible. When the pressure is great, I also want a shoulder to lean on, a hug where I can cry. But I can only endure it, facing all the cruelty and coldness with a fearless demeanor! Yes, this is my responsibility! But…”
Tie Butian’s face was already streaming with tears at some unknown point: “... But to place all of this upon me, forcing me, a weak woman, to face the storms, to tightly control this secret, which is an endless secret, confronting a future of absolute hopelessness, hiding my youth and beauty behind a mask until I grow old and wither... don’t you think... this is too cruel?”
“Don’t you think this is too cruel?!”
Tie Butian cried out.
Two shadows sighed in silence, facing each other without words.
“But today, I want to save him. Even if it means giving my all, everything! And after giving all of this, not receiving any reward, all spring dreams shattered without a trace, I am willing.”
“I will be willful this one time... just this one time!” Tie Butian murmured, “I only hope that you will never tell him! Never let him know!”
“So this is my own affair.”
Under the light of the flames, two clear tear tracks hung on his face.
“Such a pity that the ice heart jade bone divine art is about to take another step forward…” The shadow sighed to the sky, “That is what your master said... she is here to take you across the boundary…”
“Ha ha... perhaps when she comes...” Tie Butian looked somewhat lost at the fiery light in the dark night and said, “... it will already be a world of change…”
Then he laughed: “This mountain full of flames, isn’t it more beautiful than the most exquisite candlelight in the world?” A hint of shyness flashed in his eyes, a moment of sweetness passed…
Perhaps at this moment, he thought of that beautiful wedding night with red candles that he would never have. At this moment, his gaze was filled with melancholy, bewilderment, yet also filled with a sweet fantasy…
When Chu Yang woke up, he only felt soreness all over his body, yet there was an indescribable sense of refreshment. He groaned and attempted to sit up.
Using all his strength, he managed to rise halfway when he realized that his body was swaying, seemingly... on a moving carriage?
Was it Tie Yun's carriage, or Great Zhao's carriage?
Chu Yang pondered in confusion, glancing at the soft bedding beneath him and the soft quilt covering him. He knew that if the people of Great Zhao had caught him, they probably wouldn't treat him so favorably.
“Are you awake?” A voice came from outside, indifferent and authoritative.
Then, with a flick of the carriage curtain, Tie Butian floated in.
For a regular person, stepping into the carriage is easy, but Tie Butian, an emperor with a certain martial arts foundation, actually used lightness skill to float up.
What are you showing off in front of me? Chu Yang couldn’t help but want to laugh, weakly saying, “Why are you here?”