The stand-in didn't take it seriously for three years, and the minister was furious when they b

Mu Lianzhi's voice was very light and soft, but every word she spoke was ruthless and powerful. Even though she was so weak at this moment, she could not be ignored.

Their eyes met, tears washed over their faces, but Mu Lianzhi's gaze did not retreat or dodge in the slightest.

It was like a sharp knife stabbing straight into his heart. This was the first time that Beitang Yi realized how deeply his previous decision had hurt her:

"You didn't read the letter I sent you?"

From the words she said, "unfaithful and treacherous", he could guess how much she resented him in her heart, even though he had written so many carefully worded letters to explain the whole thing to her.

"..."

Mu Lianzhi lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Looking at her reaction, Beitang Yi knew how heartless she was. She might have killed him with one blow long ago. Instead, he thought about breaking up with her several times, but he kept procrastinating and finally forced himself to go out and calm down for a few days, but he still didn't break up.

Who made him miss her?

Even though he clearly felt that she was no longer the same person she was before.

"Zhizhi~"

Beitang Yi reached out his hand and was about to wipe away the tears on her face, but Mu Lianzhi dodged his hand again. He wiped it away vigorously, raised his head and sniffed. When she looked back again, except for the red and wet eyes, there was no trace of emotion:

"Master Beitang, if you have something to say, please speak up. If not, please leave. I am not feeling well and need to rest."

His heart felt heavy and Beitang Yi's throat felt a little more sour.

There was an eerie silence in the room for a moment.

He had imagined countless times the scenes and possibilities of their meeting again, but he never expected it to be like this. Seeing her lowering her eyes and not even looking at him, Beitang Yi hesitated for a moment.

She is a widow.

Their relationship was a mistake in the first place, so it's better to end it now.

It saves him from having to make a decision.

For a moment, Beitang Yi wanted to let go, turned around, and wanted to get up.

Catching his little movement, Mu Lianzhi closed her eyes, and under the quilt, her sharp nails unconsciously pierced into her palms.

After all, she overestimated herself.

This time she lost the bet again, completely.

In an instant, Mu Lianzhi had an inexplicable urge to cry, but before she could react, she was suddenly hugged into a familiar warm chest:

"This time, I owe you."

Stroking her hair and pressing her in front of him, Beitang Yi suddenly realized that he had not touched her for only a month, and her body, which had always been skinny, was now noticeably bony.

She really looked too haggard.

Endless heartache was entangled with regret and reluctance, and Beitang Yi's heart seemed to be twisted.

No, he couldn't let go.

"Zhizhi, there won't be a next time. I will remember every word you say from now on. I will keep you in my heart. Can you please not be angry with me this time?"

He would pay her back double what he owed her.

He wants her.

This was the first time that Beitang Yi had such a clear and strong thought.

At this moment, truly feeling the warmth and softness in her arms, he felt as if he had found a treasure. Not to mention the joy, even his heart, which had been wandering for a long time and had nowhere to go, seemed to have found a haven in an instant.

Mu Lianzhi also leaned on him for a moment, but then she still managed to push him away slowly:

"Do you believe what the adults say?"

At that moment just now, she also sank, but when she regained her senses, she knew that the problems between them still existed. She didn't know whether it was because the world was too lonely or because of her illness that made her become fragile and soft-hearted.

Can't fall in love.

She had just been stabbed in the back by the man in front of her.

The corner of his eye swept across the chest in front of him, and Mu Lianzhi tried hard to pull himself out of this emotional whirlpool:

“I don’t want to make the same mistake a second time.”

"Since the adults have already made their choice, let it be! I'm not angry with you. It's just a substitute. A fake is a fake. No matter how similar it is, it's only worth the price of a fake. After that, it's nothing."

"I should have this self-awareness."

Mu Lianzhi said this to him, but actually she was also saying it to herself:

"Master Beitang, you don't have to feel guilty towards me. I just said that out of anger."

"Life still has to go on~"

There must be another way for her to survive without him.

There is no need for his overt protection, as long as he can still remember our friendship when things get tough.

This was also the moment he gave up. Mu Lianzhi realized that a short pain is worse than a long one.

After a pause, she really smiled this time, a smile as beautiful as a flower, genuine:

"Even if there is no one else, you will get married sooner or later. What I hate most is a man who is not loyal to others. I will never share a husband with anyone. Naturally, I will not be a mistress to anyone, no matter who the man is."

"Since this is a fleeting relationship that will end sooner or later, why not end it while it's still going? You and I can both live happily ever after."

Raising her hand, she gently stroked his eyebrows, nose, and cheeks for the first and last time. She also wanted to remember this man who had crossed paths with her:

"Don't see you again."

The moment his hand slipped down, Mu Lianzhi straightened the slightly torn collar of his coat and paused:

"I wish you to find a good match and a happy life."

Looking away, Mu Lianzhi was about to withdraw her hand, but was suddenly pulled by someone. The next second, half of her body fell into the man's arms, and then a crazy kiss fell on her:

"Do you really hate me that much? Do you have to draw a line between you and me? Do you think I want to hurt you because of another woman who broke her promise to you, didn't care about you, ignored your feelings, and wanted to hurt you?"

Beitang Yi was going crazy.

He didn't know how things turned out like this.

Why didn't she read the letter he sent her?

He wanted to explain, but didn't know where to start. He felt distressed and angry when he saw her. Finally, with so much emotion in his heart, Beitang Yi raised his hand and patted her butt twice:

"I've put so much thought into this. Who am I here for? Mu Lianzhi, do you know what your current status is? Do you know how long it takes me to plan a meeting with you? Do you think anyone can make this cabinet go through so much trouble and risk the wrath of the world?"

If he only cared about that one face, he could have had one made every day, and each one would be more like her and a million times more obedient than her? Why did he put in so much effort and come to suffer her wrath over and over again?

When has Beitang Yi ever suffered such torture?

Even when Yu Hua was going to marry the prince, he had never been so thoughtful and humble. He also felt that he was really possessed!

Beitang Yi wanted to walk in with his hands, but before he could turn his body, his neck was restrained by a soft force.

He couldn't move.

Facing someone's suddenly bright eyes, he glanced at the arms tightly wrapped around his neck, hooked her little head down, and kissed her moist lips again and again with helplessness and pity:

"You, I really owe you in my last life~"

At this moment, the guard's voice came from outside the door:

"Sir, the old lady and Lord Yuchi want to see you—"