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

Gu Nianzhi looked at Shu Huaiyuan who was lost in thought, and the fear and anxiety in her heart became stronger and stronger. She didn't know whether Shu Huaiyuan would believe her words, and whether this lie could temporarily cover up the truth. Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the air became extremely heavy, making her almost unable to breathe. She bit her lips tightly, waiting for Shu Huaiyuan's response, as if that was her last straw.

After a long time, Shu Huaiyuan finally stopped. He raised his head and looked at Gu Nianzhi deeply, his eyes full of complicated emotions. He sighed and said in a slightly tired voice: "I hope what you said is true. Don't let the prince down again."

Gu Nianzhi sighed softly. The sigh seemed to flow out from the deepest corner of her soul, carrying endless sorrow and helplessness. Her lips trembled slightly, like petals shivering in the wind. This light sigh seemed to make the air around her condense instantly, filled with heaviness and depression. The sigh echoed in the silent space, like the fallen leaves drifting in late autumn, revealing endless desolation.

"Don't let me down?" She murmured to herself, her voice as soft as the falling autumn leaves, almost inaudible. But these few words were like a heavy hammer in her heart, which made her heart sink. At that moment, it seemed as if the whole world had quieted down, with only the sound of her heartbeat, heavy and disordered, each beat seemed to be knocking in the endless darkness. Her eyes became empty, as if she had lost focus, and her thoughts fell into deep confusion.

She couldn't express the bitterness in her heart, but she knew that she couldn't do what Shu Huaiyuan wanted. After all, Sima Yao had already known the identity of his "fiancée" from Cen Yu. She wanted not to disappoint him, but she had already disappointed him. This realization was like a sharp thorn, deeply piercing her heart, making her suffer. The sting spread along her blood, making every inch of her skin feel the chill of despair. Her body trembled slightly, as if she was bearing an invisible pressure.

Gu Nianzhi turned her head and looked at the door, with a complex emotion in her eyes. The tightly closed door seemed like an invisible barrier that separated her from the world inside the house. She stared at the door closely, with the light in her eyes flickering, as if she wanted to see through it to see everything that was happening inside. Sima Yao and Cen Yu had not come out yet.

She listened carefully, but there was no big movement inside. The surroundings were so quiet that it made her feel a little uneasy. Only the occasional subtle sound let her know that the two people in the room were still there. They must be still talking in detail. It was normal for them to talk for a long time. After all, it was a major matter involving the throne. With Sima Yao's caution, he would definitely consider everything carefully before making a decision.

Thinking of this, Gu Nianzhi couldn't help but sigh again, and this sigh contained worry about the situation and confusion about the future. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and the two curved eyebrows were like two locked gates, locking her inner sorrow tightly inside. Her eyes became dim, like a night sky without stars. Her delicate face looked so haggard at the moment, which made people feel distressed.

Gu Nianzhi twisted her hands together unconsciously. Her fingers turned pale due to the force, and the joints were faintly bluish. Her palms were full of sweat, but she still twisted them tightly unconsciously, as if this could give her a little support for her troubled mind. Her nails dug into her palms, but she was unaware of it. The slight pain seemed insignificant compared to the torment in her heart.

Shu Huaiyuan looked at Gu Nianzhi, who was worried and frowned like the rolling mountains. His eyes were full of concern and doubt. Gu Nianzhi in front of him made him feel strange and distressed. After just a few days of not seeing her, she seemed to have changed into a different person. In the past, no matter what situation she encountered, she was always optimistic. Her bright smile could dispel the haze like the sun, and her firm eyes were always full of love for life and expectations for the future. But now, her face has lost its former luster, and her eyes are full of fatigue and confusion.

Shu Huaiyuan approached Gu Nianzhi gently, trying to break the oppressive silence. His footsteps were very light, for fear of disturbing her. Every step was cautious, as if walking on thin ice. "Nianzhi, if there are some things that are inconvenient to say to others, you can tell me." His voice was gentle and concerned, with a hint of eagerness to know the answer. The voice was like a warm spring breeze, trying to smooth out the wrinkles in her heart. However, at this moment, this breeze could hardly penetrate the thick haze in her heart.

Gu Nianzhi raised her head and glanced at Shu Huaiyuan, wanting to say something but stopping herself. Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she shook her head and chose silence. Her eyes flickered, as if she was avoiding something. Those eyes were full of contradictions and struggles, which made Shu Huaiyuan's heart clench.

Out of gratitude for Gu Nianzhi's kindness and out of guilt for abandoning Gu Nianzhi in order to protect the third prince when the explosion happened, Shu Huaiyuan always cares about Gu Nianzhi.

This concern is not only about caring for him on a daily basis, but also about standing up for him at critical moments. Whenever Gu Nianzhi faced difficulties, Shu Huaiyuan was always the first to rush to the front and protect her from the wind and rain. He remembered that Gu Nianzhi appreciated him at the beginning. That was when he was unknown and encountered setbacks everywhere. Gu Nianzhi was like a ray of light, illuminating his way forward and giving him trust and opportunities. Her encouragement was like a warm spring breeze, brushing away the haze in his heart; her support was like a solid cornerstone, laying a foundation for his progress.

However, the bombing incident became a pain that he could never erase from his heart. At that critical and thrilling moment, he was surrounded by deafening explosions and billowing smoke, and panic and chaos filled every corner. In order to ensure the safety of the third prince, he had no choice but to betray Gu Nianzhi. He still cannot let go of the decision made at that moment. Whenever he recalled Gu Nianzhi's disappointed look at that time, his heart seemed to be cut by countless knives. The trust in that look was instantly shattered, replaced by deep disbelief and the pain of being betrayed, as if burning his soul.

Now, knowing that she had become Cen Yu's fiancée, and that she had been Cen Yu's fiancée since the very beginning of his acquaintance with her, Shu Huaiyuan felt a little sad for no reason.

He couldn't explain what it felt like, he just felt like a huge rock was pressing down on his heart, so heavy that he could hardly breathe. It wasn't just jealousy, nor was it pure anger, but a complex, indescribable mixture of emotions. It was as if countless ants were gnawing at his heart, and every bite brought a subtle but sharp pain. He tried to ignore this feeling, but found that it was like a stubborn weed, growing wildly in his heart. A small area in his heart was peeling off bit by bit, and every peeling was accompanied by endless loss and helplessness.

That kind of loss is like the cold wind in late autumn, icy and biting; that kind of helplessness is like the endless night, long and hopeless.

The door to the inner room finally opened. After a breathtaking silence, the door that had been closed for a long time slowly and heavily opened, as if a long-sealed secret was about to be revealed.

Sima Yao walked out first, his figure was slightly tired, but he still maintained his innate nobility and majesty. His steps were slightly heavy, his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he had gone through a difficult decision in the inner room. Behind him, Cen Yu followed steadily, with a faint smile on his face, that smile was hard to understand, as if hiding countless thoughts.

As soon as the two figures appeared, they instantly attracted everyone's attention. Those eyes, like blazing flames, were eager to find unknown answers from their expressions and behaviors. Some of these eyes were full of expectations, as if waiting for a dawn that would illuminate the road ahead; some were full of worries, fearing to hear worse news; and some were secretly speculating, trying to capture some unknown clues from the subtleties.

Everyone's eyes were on them, and the whole space seemed to be woven into a dense net by these eyes. Some people stared closely, frowning, with wrinkles on their foreheads like deep ravines, showing their inner anxiety; some people pursed their lips, clenched their hands unconsciously, and leaned forward slightly, as if they couldn't wait to hear the result; others whispered to each other in the crowd, speculating whether the upcoming news would be good or bad.

After Sima Yao stood still, he looked around the crowd. His eyes quickly swept over everyone's face, his eyes were deep and complex. That look seemed to carry thousands of words, but it disappeared in an instant. When his eyes fell on Gu Nianzhi's face, time seemed to freeze. In that brief moment, his eyes contained complex emotions, there was helplessness, that was the helplessness of the reality; there was guilt, perhaps he felt guilty for some previous decisions; there was also a trace of indescribable tenderness, that tenderness was like a breeze, gently blowing but fleeting. However, just a moment later, he quickly looked away, as if he was afraid that others would see through his inner thoughts, or perhaps he didn't want this short and special stay to cause unnecessary speculation and discussion.

"The military camp suffered a heavy loss today, which was something we had never expected, but fortunately I have reached a consensus with Cen Yu, the leader of the Flying Eagle Sect." Sima Yao's voice was loud and firm, and it rang out clearly in this not-too-small space. Every word seemed to hit everyone's heartstrings like a heavy hammer. His voice carried an unquestionable power, trying to break through the haze in front of them and inject a glimmer of hope and courage into everyone.

Cen Yu then stepped forward, and the two of them cooperated perfectly, as if they had rehearsed countless times in the inner room. "That's right, Dasheng is in trouble, Qiangyi is in trouble, and Feiyingmen will never stand idly by." Cen Yu's serious and sanctimonious look made Gu Nianzhi feel sick. Obviously, Cen Yu was the instigator of all this, but he could tell such a lie without changing his expression or heartbeat. Under that seemingly righteous face, who knows how many unspeakable conspiracies and carefully planned calculations are hidden.

"So I hope that all the soldiers will have firm faith. We Dasheng will definitely win." Sima Yao shouted again, his voice was passionate and powerful, full of passion and determination. He swept his eyes over every soldier present, hoping to infect them with his own determination.

"Dasheng will win!" Lin Heng shouted without losing any time. His voice was as loud as a bell, instantly breaking the short silence. Several soldiers nearby were also inspired by the passionate atmosphere, and they all raised their fists and shouted along with the rhythm.

"Da Sheng will win!"

"Da Sheng will win!"

"Da Sheng will win!"

"Da Sheng will win!"

The uniform shouts echoed in the hall, one wave higher than the other. The powerful voice seemed to break through the roof and soar into the sky; it was also like surging waves, one after another, never stopping. The voice contained the determination and courage of the soldiers, and also carried their desire for victory and loyalty to the country.

With the help of the Flying Eagle Gate, the previously frustrated soldiers showed a new look. The flame of hope was rekindled in their eyes, and the flame was bright and hot, enough to dispel the fear and confusion in their hearts. The heads that were originally drooping were raised high, and the originally bent spines were straightened again. Their postures became more upright and firm, as if they were insurmountable mountains, ready to meet all the challenges that were coming.

Gu Nianzhi stood beside Shu Huaiyuan, frowning involuntarily. Her two curved eyebrows were tightly knitted together, as if carrying a thousand sorrows and worries. The wrinkles on her eyebrows were deep and clear, like a carefully carved mark of suffering, and each wrinkle told of the inner entanglement and anxiety. Her eyes were dull and staring blankly ahead. Her empty eyes had no focus, and her thoughts seemed to drift to a distant unknown place, falling into a chaotic fog.

Shu Huaiyuan turned around subconsciously and saw Gu Nianzhi's expression. He seemed to be thinking about something, as if he had figured out something. His eyes fell on Gu Nianzhi's furrowed brows, and a trace of concern and doubt flashed in his eyes. The concern was like a warm spring breeze, gently trying to smooth out the wrinkles between her brows; and the doubts were like layers of fog, shrouding his thoughts. His brain was working fast, trying to interpret her innermost thoughts from this subtle expression. His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to ask, but he swallowed the words back when they reached his lips, perhaps because he was worried that his question would make her more upset, or perhaps because he was afraid of breaking the solemn atmosphere and making them both more embarrassed.

Everyone's emotions were ignited, like a burning fire, and they were instantly filled with passion and motivation.