Chapter 222 Life Choice Point

Wen Yuan's eyes flickered with complex emotions, as if his inner struggle had reached its limit. Looking at Feng Xinying, who stared coldly at him, his heart ached. How could he not know her feelings for him all these years? But he always believed that his humble background made him unworthy of standing by her side. His thoughts wandered through the past, and memories flooded back like a tide, stirring the softest part of his heart.

Gu Yichen watched Wen Yuan struggle, and a wave of pity welled up within him. He wanted to offer some counsel, but noticing Lu Ling'er's determined expression, the inexplicable emotion within him intensified. He subconsciously clenched his fists, his gaze darting between Lu Ling'er and Wen Yuan, as if trying to grasp fragments of lost memories from their conversation. At that moment, he felt an indescribable tension, like a shattered ice surface, poised to collapse at any moment.

At this moment, Feng Xinying took a deep breath and said coldly: "Master Wen, I will ask you one last time, are you willing or not?" Her words were filled with long-suppressed emotions, and the expectation and disappointment in her heart intertwined into pain, which went straight to Wen Yuan's heart.

Wen Yuan gritted his teeth and finally looked up at Feng Xinying with a look of determination and sadness in his eyes: "If I can marry into your family, why should I be afraid of my identity! It's just... I'm afraid that in the end I still won't be able to give you the stability you want. If I can't protect you for your whole life, I would rather never have it." His words were like a sharp sword, cutting through the last trace of hesitation in his heart, but what followed was deep self-blame and despair.

Feng Xinying's eyes finally rippled when she heard this, but she quickly suppressed the wavering in her heart and sneered, "How could you not protect me my whole life! In that case, we owe each other nothing from now on, and we shall both live in peace." Her voice was like an icy blade, slicing through her fragile heart. With that, she resolutely turned and left, leaving Wen Yuan standing there in a state of shock, a look of regret on his face, as if the whole world had collapsed in that instant.

Lu Linger watched this scene, sighing softly and secretly pulling Gu Yichen's hand to soothe his anxiety. Gu Yichen felt her tenderness, but he couldn't shake the confusion in his heart. The name of the Crown Prince lingered in his mind, seemingly tugging at the deepest part of his memory. A faint sense of unease rose in his heart, as if some untouchable truth was quietly emerging from the shadows.

"I'll go look after Sister Xinying. Can you help me look after Master Wen?" Lu Linger said softly to Gu Yichen, a hint of worry in her tone, afraid that he might have some random thoughts. She knew that Feng Xinying might not be able to withstand such a huge blow at this time.

"Well, it's okay, go ahead. We'll see you at dinner." Gu Yichen reluctantly let go of his wife's hand, knowing that this was not the time to ask questions. Although he had countless questions in his mind, he couldn't disturb her concern at this moment.

Lu Ling'er turned and slowly made her way to Feng Xinying's hot spring villa, while Gu Yichen and Ji Junche dragged Wen Yuan to the Dongmeixuan villa. Plum blossoms drifted along the path, a gentle breeze caressing the fallen plum blossoms, seemingly masking the turmoil within these young people. Mo Yan, sent by Gu Yichen to fetch a few jars of Peach Blossom Wine, eased the atmosphere slightly. Perhaps both Wen Yuan and Feng Xinying needed the company of a friend and someone to confide in.

In the Dongmeixuan courtyard, plum blossoms bloomed all around, a delicate fragrance filling the air. Gu Yichen and Ji Junche sat quietly beside Wen Yuan, silently accompanying him and feeling his inner loneliness and pain. The wine jar was opened, and the aroma of peach blossom wine permeated the air, seeming to dispel the heavy atmosphere a little.

"Master Wen, you know what? Sometimes, making a choice is the hardest thing." Ji Junche said softly, trying to break the silence. Gu Yichen pondered secretly, and the doubts in his heart became more and more serious.

At this time, Lu Linger finally arrived at Feng Xinying's room in Xiaheju. She gently pushed open the door and saw her sitting in front of the window with a blank look in her eyes. She seemed to be staring at the falling leaves outside the window, her heart full of helplessness and despair.

"Sister Xinying, I'm here." Lu Linger called softly, her heart aching. She knew that Feng Xinying must be filled with unspeakable loss and pain at this moment.

"Ling'er..." Feng Xinying turned her head, tears glistening in her eyes, as if everything she had was pouring out at this moment.

"Don't be sad, I will be with you." Lu Linger walked forward and held Feng Xinying's hand, wanting to give her some comfort, but she could not erase the loss in her heart no matter what.

The autumn leaves outside the window sway in the wind, as if silently sighing for this fruitless love. The road ahead is still unfolding, but every choice hides unknown challenges and pain.

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