The dim back

On this quiet autumn day, Zhang Yulu stood silently in the autumn wind, with a hint of helplessness and determination in her eyes. She knew that Qiu Feng and Liu Zhongqing were a real couple, and there was an inseparable emotional bond between them.

The autumn wind blew gently, blowing Zhang Yulu's hair and blowing off a few lonely maple leaves. She watched them fall quietly, as if they were the lost fragments in her heart. She recalled the time she spent with Qiu Feng and Liu Zhongqing, and those beautiful memories flooded into her heart like a tide, but she understood that she was just a bystander and could not intervene in their world.

Liu Zhongqing's figure was not far away. He and Qiu Feng were leaning against each other, their eyes full of tenderness and love. Zhang Yulu watched them silently. Although there was a little pain in her heart, she was more of a blessing for them. She hoped that they could be happy, because she knew that true love was to make the other person happy.

Zhang Yulu turned and left, her steps light and firm. She decided to let go of her feelings and let Qiu Feng and Liu Zhongqing continue their story. She believed that there was a kind of love called letting go, which was painful but also a kind of fulfillment.

The autumn wind was still blowing, as if seeing Zhang Yulu off. Her figure gradually disappeared in the distance, leaving behind a sense of tranquility and relief.

Zhang Yulu looked at Liu Zhongqing in front of him with firm eyes, with a barely perceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I drank the contraceptive soup," his voice was calm and firm, as if he was talking about something very ordinary, "I just wanted to clear the obstacles." His eyes passed Liu Zhongqing and seemed to see somewhere farther.

"I live in the charity cemetery now," Zhang Yulu continued, "just because I want to have a quiet place to think." His eyes revealed a kind of otherworldly tranquility, as if the simple environment of the charity cemetery was not important to him.

Liu Zhongqing listened to Zhang Yulu's words quietly, with a trace of doubt and confusion on his face. He tried to find some clues from Zhang Yulu's words, but found nothing.

Zhang Yulu's expression remained calm, and he didn't seem to care about Liu Zhongqing's reaction. He had his own plans and goals in mind, and he didn't want to share them with others easily.

The wind blew, blowing up the corners of Zhang Yulu's clothes, and his figure seemed a little thin in the wind. However, his eyes were always firmly looking into the distance, as if there he could find the answer he wanted.

Liu Zhongqing was indeed very sad: "You really don't want to give birth to my child? Today I will let you know how powerful I am."

As Liu Zhongqing spoke, he walked towards Zhang Yulu. His eyes were firm and warm, revealing his attachment and persistence to Zhang Yulu. When he walked to Zhang Yulu's side, he reached out and gently pulled her sleeve, as if conveying a special emotion to her.

Zhang Yulu's body trembled slightly, she turned her head and her eyes met Liu Zhongqing's. At that moment, she saw the sincerity and determination in his eyes, and a complex emotion surged in her heart. She tried to break free from Liu Zhongqing's pull, but his hand held her tightly and refused to let go.

"You are my princess." Liu Zhongqing repeated again, with a hint of stubbornness and determination in his voice. This sentence was like a sharp sword, piercing Zhang Yulu's heart, making her unable to avoid his gaze and appeal.

The atmosphere around them became tense and subtle, as if time had frozen at this moment. Zhang Yulu's face turned pale, her lips trembled slightly, she wanted to say something but didn't know how to start. Liu Zhongqing's eyes were full of expectation and desire, he seemed to be waiting for her response, hoping that she would accept his statement.

The wind blew, lifting their hair and messing with their thoughts. In this brief silence, both of them were struggling fiercely in their hearts, as if being pulled by an invisible force.

Zhang Yulu stared at Liu Zhongqing in disbelief with her eyes wide open. Her heart was beating so hard that it seemed to jump out of her throat. She had never thought that she would meet him under such circumstances, and she had never expected that he would say such words.

"I've never seen you express your love for me?" Zhang Yulu murmured to herself, her voice trembling slightly, "Is everything I've felt over the years fake?" Her eyes gradually became moist and tears welled up in her eyes, but she tried hard not to let them fall.

Liu Zhongqing looked at Zhang Yulu silently, feeling mixed emotions. He knew that he had never had the courage to express his true feelings to her, and now she accused him of being too proud. He wanted to explain something, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't make a sound.

After a long silence, Liu Zhongqing finally took a deep breath and slowly said: "Yulu, actually I..." However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhang Yulu: "Enough! Stop making excuses! If you really love me, why didn't you tell me earlier? What's the point of waiting until now to say this?" After that, she turned around and prepared to leave, leaving Liu Zhongqing standing there alone, at a loss...

Liu Zhongqing naturally knew what he was thinking: "I just don't want you to leave me, I hope you can stay with me."

Zhang Yulu thought it was just a fantasy: "I think you want Ehuang and Nvying, you want to have both of them, but I tell you, I won't agree."

This sentence completely angered Liu Zhongqing: "Don't forget, you are my princess. There is no such thing as divorce in the royal family. Originally, my eldest prince, although Qiu Feng got there first, you still have a chance."

Zhang Yulu heard Liu Zhongqing's alms-giving gesture and said angrily, "We should not meet again in the future. You'd better leave my charity cemetery. I'm busy with business now."

Liu Zhongqing felt that if he wanted to keep Zhang Yulu now, the only way was to make Zhang Yulu pregnant as soon as possible.

In a hurry, Liu Zhongqing pulled Zhang Yulu into the house and said to the servants beside him: "No one is allowed to come in without my order."

Zhang Yulu felt scared at this moment: "What do you want to do in broad daylight?"

Liu Zhongqing ignored her and pushed Zhang Yulu down on the bed: "Of course, we are going to have sex."

Zhang Yulu didn't expect that Liu Zhongqing would be so persistent today. Zhang Yulu knew that she was doomed, so she gave up struggling and endured it silently.

These seemed like humiliations hitting Zhang Yulu's face. Zhang Yulu endured it with tears streaming down her face, but it did not bring about the slightest relaxation from Liu Zhongqing.

An hour later, Liu Zhongqing looked at Zhang Yulu in front of him and said, "If I knew you were drinking contraceptive soup, I wouldn't let you go so easily next time."

Zhang Yulu was particularly confused: "What's wrong with me doing this? I don't want to face Qiu Feng every day in the palace."

Liu Zhongqing patted Zhang Yulu's hand and said, "We'll talk about the future later. For now, just stay safe and sound in the charity cemetery."

Liu Zhongqing took the opportunity to threaten again: "Don't forget your sister, Zhang Fengxue. I am the only one who can help you fight against Yujiabao."