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

Cen Yu crossed his arms in front of his chest, forming a solid defense line, as if to announce to everyone his ownership of Gu Nianzhi. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and that smile was like the mysterious smile of Mona Lisa, making it difficult to guess its true meaning. There was a subtle tension in his eyes, which was like a whirlpool hidden under the calm lake surface, and its existence could only be discovered by careful observation. His eyes occasionally glanced at Gu Nianzhi, and the brief eye contact was full of hints and threats.

"I'm asking her!" Sima Yao shouted angrily at Cen Yu. His voice was like thunder, shaking the air around him. His voice exploded in the night sky, like a thunderbolt, with endless anger and majesty. The roar seemed to burst out from the depths of his soul, full of despair and resistance. His chest rose and fell violently, and the rhythm of the rise and fall was like surging waves, showing his extreme excitement. His heart beat wildly in his chest, as if it was about to break through the restraints of his chest.

Sima Yao's roar echoed in the silent night sky, like the final roar of a wounded beast. His hair fluttered in the wind, and every strand seemed to tell of his inner anger and unwillingness.

The veins on his forehead bulged, and the protruding veins were like winding earthworms, indicating his uncontrollable anger at the moment. The anger in his eyes seemed to burn Cen Yu to death, and the burning eyes seemed to be the fire from hell, full of the power to destroy everything. His eyes pierced Cen Yu like a sword, full of hatred and anger.

Then, he turned his head suddenly, staring at Gu Nianzhi with a sharp gaze, and asked eagerly and pleadingly, "Are you really his fiancée?" His eyes were full of expectation, as if he was waiting for Gu Nianzhi to give a negative answer. Even a glimmer of hope could comfort his heart that was about to break. His eyes were full of desire, a desire for the truth, a desire for love.

Sima Yao's eyes were like burning torches, shooting straight at Gu Nianzhi, as if he wanted to see through her soul. His eyes were full of affection and pain, a love that went deep into his bones and the despair of being betrayed.

Gu Nianzhi's heart was like being hit by a heavy hammer, and she was in so much pain that she couldn't breathe. At that moment, she felt that her world collapsed in an instant, and all the beauty vanished at this moment. Her heart seemed to be torn into countless pieces, each piece carrying endless pain and regret. She turned her head to look at Cen Yu, and the moment her eyes met Cen Yu's, she read the hint from Cen Yu's eyes. The hint was like a cold wind, stinging her heart. A trace of helplessness and despair flashed in her eyes.

Her heart seemed to be cut by countless sharp blades, and each cut made her feel so painful that she wanted to die. Gu Nianzhi's body trembled slightly, as if she was enduring great pain.

She knew that she had to sever her relationship with Sima Yao according to the previous agreement, otherwise, the problems Sima Yao faced would become more difficult to solve. She was struggling painfully, and her reason and emotion were colliding fiercely. Her thoughts were tangled like a tangled mess, and every thought made her feel extremely painful.

Gu Nianzhi took a deep breath, trying to calm the waves in her heart, and said in a voice so weak that it was almost inaudible: "My Lord, I am indeed Mr. Cen's fiancée." The voice was very small, but every word was like a sharp blade, piercing straight into Sima Yao's heart, making him feel heartbroken, as if the whole world collapsed at this moment. The voice floated in the air, carrying endless determination and helplessness, like a sad elegy, announcing the end of a relationship. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from her broken heart, carrying deep pain and helplessness.

Sima Yao's body shook violently, as if he was hit by this brief answer. His eyes instantly became empty and lifeless, as if he had lost his soul. He stood there blankly, unable to accept this cruel reality. His lips trembled slightly, as if he was mumbling something, but the specific content could not be heard clearly.

His body seemed to be drained of all its strength and was on the verge of collapse. Sima Yao's world was completely plunged into darkness at this moment, and all his hopes and dreams were shattered into countless pieces in this instant.

"So, during this period of time, in the palace, in the imperial palace, on the battlefield... you have been lying to me?" Sima Yao's voice trembled, like a leaf drifting in the wind, carrying endless sorrow and despair. His originally clear eyes were now full of bloodshot, and his gaze was fixed on Gu Nianzhi. The pain in his eyes was like a surging tide, impacting Gu Nianzhi's defenses wave after wave.

Sima Yao's world seemed to collapse completely at this moment. In those warm times in the palace, they walked side by side on the garden path, admiring the changing of the seasons. Sima Yao would carefully pick the most beautiful flowers for Gu Nianzhi and pin them in her hair, his eyes full of tenderness and love. Under the red tape of the palace, he did not hesitate to fight against the powerful for Gu Nianzhi, just to protect her from the slightest grievance. On the battlefield, the flames were raging and the smoke was filled. They experienced the test of life and death together. Sima Yao entrusted his back to Gu Nianzhi with confidence, believing that they could work together to overcome the difficulties. In those past years, every frame of the picture was like a dazzling gem inlaid in his heart, but now he found that all this was just an illusory bubble.

When Gu Nianzhi heard this painful question, her heart suddenly tightened, as if being grasped by an invisible hand. She didn't dare to look directly into his eyes full of resentment and questioning, and hurriedly withdrew her gaze and took a step back. Her steps were weak, as if she was stepping on cotton, and every step seemed so difficult.

Gu Nianzhi's heart was filled with endless guilt and pain. Recalling every moment she spent with Sima Yao, those warm smiles, those affectionate gazes, and those difficult times they had spent together, they were like sharp blades, ruthlessly cutting her soul. She had also tossed and turned countless nights, thinking about how to face Sima Yao's deep affection, but the wheel of fate ruthlessly pushed her into the abyss where she could not make a choice.

Cen Yu put his arm around her waist at the right time. His movements seemed gentle, but in fact they were a bit tough. The strength of his arm made Gu Nianzhi feel restrained, but she couldn't show this embarrassment. Her body stiffened slightly, and her face tried to remain calm, but her heart was already turbulent.

Cen Yu also had mixed feelings in his heart. He knew that his actions would cause great harm to Sima Yao, but as Gu Nianzhi's fiancé, he had the responsibility to protect her. There was a flash of determination in his eyes, but behind this determination, there was also a hint of helplessness and reluctance.

The subtle movements of the two were like needles to Sima Yao, so piercing. Every movement was like a sharp dagger, ruthlessly piercing his eyes and piercing deep into his heart. His breathing became rapid, and his chest rose and fell violently, as if a wounded beast was making its last struggle.

Sima Yao's eyes were filled with despair and anger. His thoughts instantly returned to the night in the palace. The moonlight was like water, sprinkled on them. He and Gu Nianzhi had a long talk, sharing each other's dreams and thoughts. At the banquet in the palace, he ignored everyone's gaze and only picked up her favorite dishes for Gu Nianzhi. On the battlefield, they supported each other and resisted the enemy's attacks together. At that time, their hearts were close to each other, as if they could feel each other's heartbeats. But now, all this beauty has been broken, leaving only endless pain and regret.

"Since you already have a lover, why are you playing with my feelings like this?" Sima Yao's voice was raised a few degrees, filled with anger and accusation. The voice echoed in the silent night sky, sounding particularly miserable. "Do you know that because of you, I thought I had a good relationship with you? I doubted my own preferences, but I never doubted your gender." His face was as pale as paper, his lips were trembling, and the veins on his forehead were bulging like a winding earthworm.

Sima Yao's voice was like a cuckoo crying blood, and every word was filled with deep pain and unwillingness. He didn't understand why he had given his true heart, but got such a cruel ending. He had fought against his family for this relationship and ignored the gossip of the world. He thought he had found the true love of his life, but he didn't expect it was just a carefully designed scam.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry." Gu Nianzhi said softly, her voice as thin as a mosquito, full of endless guilt and helplessness. Her eyes instantly turned red, tears rolled in her eyes, as if they would burst at any time. Her heart felt like it was pierced by thousands of arrows, and the pain made it almost impossible for her to breathe.

Gu Nianzhi's tears sparkled in her eyes, and her thoughts drifted back to the day when she first met Sima Yao. The sun was shining, the breeze was not dry, and Sima Yao's smile was like the warm spring sun, warm and bright. From that moment on, her heart began to beat for him. However, the trick of fate made her unable to control her emotions, and she was forced into a dilemma.

"Toy with feelings, is that so fun?" Sima Yao's eyes were red, burning with anger, as if to burn everything in front of him. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

Sima Yao's anger had reached its peak. In his mind, the beautiful scenes of him and Gu Nianzhi kept appearing. Those sweet moments had now turned into painful memories. He could not accept this cruel reality. He felt that his world had lost its color and was left with only darkness.

"Your Highness, you are wrong." Cen Yu spoke, his tone seemed calm, but it was sharp. "Your Highness was the one who was in love, what does it have to do with my fiancée? In order to avoid such feelings, she even disguised herself as a man. It was you who couldn't control yourself that led to the result today. Why are you blaming my fiancée now?" Cen Yu had a sneer on his face, and that smile was so hateful in Sima Yao's eyes.

Cen Yu's words made Sima Yao even more angry. He felt that Cen Yu was shirking responsibility and insulting his feelings. He glared at Cen Yu, his eyes seemed to be spitting fire. "Shut up!" Sima Yao shouted loudly, "This is all your fault!" His voice echoed in the night sky, filled with endless grief and indignation.

"That's it." Sima Yao uttered these two words with difficulty, as if his soul had been taken away. His voice was hollow and weak, as if all the vitality of life had been taken away at this moment. His body swayed, as if he would fall down at any time, and the whole person was like a candle in the wind, shaky and ready to fall.

Sima Yao felt exhausted. He no longer wanted to argue or pursue the matter. He turned around and staggered away. His lonely back looked so lonely and desolate in the moonlight. His heart was filled with despair. He didn't know how to face the future life, and he didn't know how to heal his broken heart.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry." Gu Nianzhi's tears were already falling uncontrollably from her eyes, like pearls that had broken off a string, each one sparkling. The tears flowed down her fair cheeks and dripped onto the ground, as if one could hear the sound of a broken heart.

Sima Yao's heart trembled when he saw Gu Nianzhi's tears. Until this moment, he still couldn't bear to see her cry. The tears were like pearls that had broken off the string, crystal clear, sliding down her jade-white cheeks. Each tear seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight, hitting his heart directly, causing his heart to ache. The tears seemed to be boiling magma, dripping on his heart, instantly burning him and causing him pain.

His eyes instantly became extremely soft. The eyes that were originally full of anger and unwillingness instantly turned into endless pity when he saw her tears. His eyes seemed to be the ice and snow melting in spring, flowing with warmth and care. He wanted to reach out his hand to wipe away her tears, but his hand trembled slightly in mid-air, as if blocked by an invisible barrier. His fingers were slightly bent, as if he was trying to overcome the invisible resistance, wanting to get closer to her and give her a little comfort. However, in the end, the hand fell down weakly. He knew that at this moment, he was no longer qualified to do so.

"I am just being sentimental. It has nothing to do with you." Sima Yao pulled the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled bitterly. That smile was uglier than crying, revealing endless sadness and self-mockery. His lips trembled, as if every word was squeezed out from the depths of his broken soul. That smile was like frost in the cold winter, condensing on his face, making his face look extremely cold and sad.

His eyes became empty and confused, as if they had lost all their brilliance. Sima Yao's voice was low and hoarse, with deep despair and helplessness. He hoped to get a reply from Gu Nianzhi, but he knew better than anyone that Gu Nianzhi could not give him a satisfactory answer.