The prince loves me like his life, but I force him to rebel

Upon hearing this, Gu Nianzhi's body froze slightly, and many thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.

She thought carefully about the appearance of the room. It was so big and decorated extremely exquisitely and luxuriously. It really looked like a master bedroom, but at first she did not think that this was Cen Yu's own room.

I thought Cen Yu would only stay here for a few days, but I didn't expect that he would give me the best house.

Gu Nianzhi couldn't help but feel a complex emotion in her heart. She realized that Cen Yu's feelings for her seemed to be much deeper than what she saw.

Thinking of this, Gu Nianzhi couldn't help but feel a little happy.

However, this joy was not just because she was sure of Cen Yu's feelings for her, but more because she realized that the more deeply Cen Yu loved her, the smoother her next plan would be implemented.

"Then where is he sleeping now? Take me there." Gu Nianzhi's voice was filled with a hint of urgency and determination.

The maid nodded obediently and led the way.

Their footsteps made a slight sound in the silent night, as if they were playing a unique nocturne.

The night lights at the feet emit a dim light, like a pair of small eyes, monitoring every move of the visitors.

The two walked through a small garden. The flowers and plants in the garden looked particularly peaceful and beautiful in the night. The faint moonlight sprinkled on them, as if covering them with a layer of silver gauze.

Soon, the maid brought Gu Nianzhi to a house with lights on. The house was particularly eye-catching in the night, and the soft light was swaying, which meant that Cen Yu had not yet fallen asleep.

"I don't know if the master has gone to bed yet, so I dare not disturb him. If you want to see the master for something, please knock on the door yourself..."

The maid spoke softly, with a hint of awe and caution in her tone.

After saying this, the maid bowed and retreated, leaving Gu Nianzhi standing alone in front of the house.

Gu Nianzhi slowly approached the door, put his ear lightly against it, and tried to listen to the movement inside the house.

However, the room was completely silent, without any sound.

After a moment, Gu Nianzhi gritted his teeth and mustered up the courage to raise his hand.

Her fingers touched the door lightly, but she didn't knock.

Her mind was full of thoughts. She was thinking about how to talk to Cen Yu and how to make him accept her ideas.

Finally, Gu Nianzhi took a deep breath and knocked on the door three times gently.

"Cen Yu, are you in there? I have something important to discuss with you."

There was silence in the room.

Gu Nianzhi stood outside the door, feeling a little confused and worried.

She hesitated, then pushed the door gently. It didn't open completely, only making a faint sound.

At this moment, Cen Yu's low voice came from inside.

It was a suppressed and painful voice, as if it came from the abyss, with an irrefutable tone: "Don't come in!"

These four words exploded in Gu Nianzhi's ears like a thunder. She subconsciously withdrew her hand, feeling a little at a loss.

She stood there blankly, thoughts churning in her mind.

"I really have something important to do. If it's not convenient for you now, I'll come to see you tomorrow morning."

Gu Nianzhi tried hard to keep her voice calm. She tried to understand Cen Yu's current situation. However, there was always lingering worry in her heart.

Gu Nianzhi turned around and was about to leave, but at this moment, there was a sound of something falling to the ground in the house. The dull sound was particularly clear in the silent night.

Immediately afterwards, Cen Yu's painful groan, as he failed to suppress his anger, was heard.

This sound instantly gripped Gu Nianzhi's heart. She pushed the door open without hesitation, and the door hinges made a creaking sound.

When she looked anxiously into the house, what she saw was Cen Yu's embarrassed face.

His face was as pale as paper, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, his eyes were closed, his brows were furrowed, and he seemed to be in great pain.

His body was curled up on the side, next to a fallen chair and some messy items, as if he had just experienced a fierce struggle.

White gauze and bandages were scattered on the table. Gu Nianzhi's eyes were drawn to them. She also vaguely smelled the scent of a golden medicine.

"Go away!" Not sure whether out of shame or annoyance, Cen Yu stopped Gu Nianzhi viciously.

His voice was full of resistance and stubbornness, like a wild beast licking its wounds alone.

Gu Nianzhi's hand stopped in mid-air. She was a little overwhelmed by Cen Yu's reaction.

But she still refused to give up and reached out her hand again to help him up, but he forcefully opened her hand.

"Get out! I told you to get out!"

In the silent night sky, Cen Yu's roar was heard far away. The sound was like a thunder, breaking the tranquility of the night. The guards who were dozing in the courtyard were frightened and woke up instantly. They immediately stood up straight, their eyes full of astonishment and tension.

Gu Nianzhi looked back at the wide-open door, then she stood up quickly and walked slowly towards the door.

A sense of loss vaguely emerged on Cen Yu's face, and at this moment, his face, which was a little red due to anger, actually added a sense of loneliness.

His eyes became dim, and he stared blankly at Gu Nianzhi's departing back, with an indescribable complex emotion welling up in his heart.

Even though he had just loudly ordered Gu Nianzhi to leave, when Gu Nianzhi really turned around and left, his heart felt like it was being yanked by someone, so uncomfortable, so painful. A sense of panic he had never experienced before spread in his heart, as if an important part of his life was gradually slipping away.

Gu Nianzhi reached out and gently closed the door. The slight sound of the door closing was particularly clear in the silent night.

She turned around and her eyes met Cen Yu's surprised gaze.

Cen Yu obviously didn't expect her to come back again, and a trace of panic and helplessness flashed in his eyes.

"You are the leader of the Flying Eagle Sect after all. If you lose your composure like this, you will probably be criticized by others."

Gu Nianzhi's voice was calm and firm, and her eyes revealed an unquestionable strength.

As she spoke, she slowly squatted down and used both hands to help Cen Yu sit up.

Cen Yu had felt the panic in her heart when Gu Nianzhi left, so she could no longer shout at him to get out.

He was afraid that Gu Nianzhi would really abandon him and leave him, so he would rather remain silent at this moment and enjoy this moment of warmth and peace.

Gu Nianzhi picked up the overturned chair next to him, took a walking stick from the side, and carefully placed it next to Cen Yu.

With the joint efforts of himself and Cen Yu, he finally got Cen Yu to sit on the chair again.

Cen Yu was only wearing underwear, and one of his trouser legs was rolled up above the knee, exposing his stump to Gu Nianzhi without reservation.

The pain of the past left a deep mark on it.

Seeing that Gu Nianzhi was staring at his leg, Cen Yu hurriedly wanted to lower his trouser leg to cover his injured leg. He didn't want Gu Nianzhi to see him in such a miserable state, and didn't want her to see his disability.

But his action was stopped by Gu Nianzhi's hand.

"It's leg pain, do you want some medicine?"

Gu Nianzhi reached out and took the bottle of golden healing medicine from the table, and looked at the logo on it carefully.

"Anti-inflammatory, analgesic, hemostatic and astringent. It's effective for your condition." Gu Nianzhi murmured softly, as if confirming the efficacy of the medicine, and then said gently: "Let me apply it on you."

After saying that, Gu Nianzhi took the round stool next to him, carefully placed it in the right place, and then slowly sat on it.

She gently lifted up Cen Yu's broken leg, which looked somewhat shocking, but there was no trace of disdain or disgust in her eyes.

She carefully placed Cen Yu's legs on her knees, her movements gentle as if she was treating a fragile treasure.

Cen Yu subconsciously resisted and gently refused: "This wound looks disgusting, you don't want to..."

Although she said this, her body seemed to have a will of its own and she continued to let Gu Nianzhi move her legs.

Perhaps he longed for this care deep in his heart, or perhaps it was Gu Nianzhi's gentleness that he could not really resist.

Gu Nianzhi ignored Cen Yu's refusal. His eyes were focused and serious, as if the only thing in the world that needed care was the leg in front of him.

She gently unscrewed the bottle cap, and a faint medicinal fragrance wafted out.

Gu Nianzhi dipped her fingers into some ointment and then applied it very gently on Cen Yu's wound.

Every touch was done so cautiously, for fear of causing more pain to Cen Yu.

Cen Yu bit his lip, trying hard to suppress the cry of pain that might come from him.

He looked at Gu Nianzhi's focused face, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

At this moment, he felt a long-lost warmth, which was like the warm sun in winter, gradually melting his originally cold heart.

As Gu Nianzhi applied the medicine, time seemed to slow down.

The room was so quiet that only the breathing of the two people could be heard, and Gu Nianzhi occasionally asked softly: "Will this hurt?"

Cen Yu shook his head, with an indescribable light flashing in his eyes.

After applying the medicine, Gu Nianzhi carefully bandaged Cen Yu's leg with gauze, handling every detail very properly. When everything was over, Gu Nianzhi gently put Cen Yu's leg back to its original place, and then looked at him gently, as if to say, "Everything will be fine."

And at this moment, a corner of Cen Yu's heart seemed to be touched. He looked at Gu Nianzhi silently, and there was something in his eyes that was not there before.

Today, Cen Yu wore a prosthetic limb and carried Gu Nianzhi out of the military camp. His crippled leg could not bear the weight, so it was torn and bleeding.

He had wanted to treat his wound quietly in the dead of night. Just as he was carefully treating the wound, Gu Nianzhi's voice made him panic. In his panic, he accidentally slipped off the chair with a muffled sound.

This time, Gu Nianzhi saw his miserable state completely.

A trace of embarrassment and helplessness flashed across Cen Yu's face. He had never thought that Gu Nianzhi would see his most embarrassing side in this way.

"Have you often felt pain like this over the years?"

Gu Nianzhi suddenly asked softly.

Cen Yu first said "hmm", then as if afraid that Gu Nianzhi would worry too much, he quickly added, "Not often."

His voice was a little low, with a barely perceptible bitterness, but there was a warm current flowing in his heart.

He has experienced this pain countless times since he was injured at the age of fourteen, but each time he endured it silently, and no one has ever cared about whether he was in pain or not.

Under Gu Nianzhi's gentle movements, Cen Yu seemed to not feel any pain.

His eyes gradually became dull, staring blankly at the woman in front of him who was concentrating on applying medicine to him.

The candlelight flickered in the room, and the faint light seemed to cast a soft filter on Gu Nianzhi's face, making her features even more beautiful.

There was a gentle light in her eyes, and her serious expression caused ripples in Cen Yu's heart.

Finally, Gu Nianzhi finished the process of applying the medicine. She tied the gauze into a knot and then gently lowered Cen Yu's legs.

"Okay." Gu Nianzhi said.

Cen Yu's thoughts were suddenly interrupted. He felt a dryness in his throat for no reason, as if a fire was burning his throat, making him feel very uncomfortable.

He subconsciously reached out for the cup beside him, wanting to use the cool water to relieve the discomfort, but for some reason, his movements seemed a little slow, and his hand was just a little short of the distance. He could only watch the cup right in front of him but unable to touch it.

At this moment, Gu Nianzhi stood up very naturally, gently picked up the cup, and handed it steadily to him.

Cen Yu silently took the cup, feeling the warmth of Gu Nianzhi coming from the cup, and then drank the water in big gulps in a panic.

Gu Nianzhi just stood there quietly, watching Cen Yu drinking water in a panic, her eyes revealing a hint of complicated emotions.

She was thinking about how to start her speech, how to express her thoughts accurately and clearly. Her fingers twisted the corners of her clothes unconsciously, showing her inner entanglement and tension at the moment.

Cen Yu was worthy of being the leader of a sect. He quickly regained his usual calm and sober appearance, and his eyes once again showed their former sharpness and determination.

"You are looking for me, what is going on?"

Cen Yu's voice was low and magnetic, echoing in the silent room, as if carrying an invisible pressure.

Gu Nianzhi took a deep breath and quickly organized her words in her mind. She knew that what she was about to say was crucial and she had to consider every word carefully.

She mustered up her courage, tried to keep her voice steady, and then expressed her thoughts: "Let Sima Yao live. If he survives, I will help you seize the throne legitimately."

"Justified?"

Cen Yu frowned slightly. These four words were like a flash of lightning, instantly attracting his attention.

He stared at Gu Nianzhi closely, as if trying to discern some clues from her face.

Gu Nianzhi said slowly and neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Yes, it is justified."