Transmigrated into a vicious female supporting role, reborn as a hostage to the paranoid male protag

Several years later, Chu Xingchen, who had already lost Su Yingxue, suddenly realized one day.

Perhaps when he was young, he thought he felt hatred for Su Yingxue.

But many years later, every time Chu Xingchen dreamed of her leaving him, he felt lost.

The ever-accumulating sense of loss, endless longing, and painful self-blame gradually made him realize that perhaps a long time ago, Chu Xingchen, who had been hurt all over by Su Yingxue, no longer hated her.

It turned out that he had always thought that he hated her, but he didn't understand at that time that during the days and nights he spent with her as a hostage, every moment, every time they were together, he had already engraved her habits, her every frown and smile into his bones and blood.

It turned out that when he was young, he thought that he truly loved Su Liyue because she had been kind and caring for him. He had mistaken gratitude for deep affection.

It was not until later, long after Su Yingxue had left, when he lost her again and again in his dreams, saw every little detail of her being by his side again and again, and suffered the pain of losing her again and again, that Chu Xingchen truly understood that the hatred that he once thought was caused by humiliation and trampling on his self-esteem had slowly turned from hatred to tenderness in the years of getting along with her, filling her heart.

It turned out that Chu Xingchen had already lost all resentment towards her schemes and her painstaking efforts. It turned out that he had already fallen for her charm, grace, and beauty without even realizing it.

It turned out that when Chu Xingchen understood, it was already too late.

So God punished him and made him live in such a state of loss and endless self-blame for the rest of his life.

Chu Xingchen walked up to the pavilion on the top of the rockery with a lantern in his hand. He saw that the curtains hanging outside the pavilion were still there. It was winter now, but there would never be a servant to take them down, and there would never be a maid to light the lantern on the east side, which had been shattered by wind and sun, leaving only the lamp frame.

He saw with his own eyes that the dragon and phoenix couch was still lying quietly and lonely in the pavilion, but the woman who had lay on the couch, called him Chu Lang in a soft voice, and gently stroked his cheek with a fan, was no longer there.

Chu Xingchen closed his eyes, his heart aching, as if crying blood. Finally, a tear could not help but slide down his cheek.

He whispered softly, his voice hoarse, and called softly, "Axue, I'm sorry..."

I'm sorry for being so cruel and treacherous, for letting you spend your final days imprisoned in the Dasheng Palace, branded a traitor.

I'm sorry for treating you so cruelly after the fall of our kingdom. How painful it must have been for you to leave.

I'm sorry, I realized it too late. It turns out you're not the only one who's obsessed with me. It turns out I've also been deeply in love with you.

Chu Xingchen suddenly burst into tears. He was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, but his figure was particularly lonely.

There are memories of Su Yingxue everywhere here, but she can't be found anywhere.

Chu Xingchen looked at the deep palace under the dark night. He seemed to be whispering to himself, as if apologizing to the deceased, "Axue, I'm sorry..."

"I shouldn't have done such a cruel thing to you. I shouldn't have hurt you like this..."

"Axue, if there is an afterlife."

"Or live another life."

"I will give my all to protect you, love you, cherish you, and pamper you."

"I will never let you suffer any more. Just be a carefree princess."

"I will marry you in the most grand wedding in the world."

"I'll grant you countless glory and wealth, allowing you to continue to be extravagant, arrogant, and willful, second only to the emperor and above everyone else, Your Highness the Princess? Okay?"

"If I could live my life over again, I would only ask that you love me as deeply as your own flesh and blood. Stay with me for the rest of my life, have sons and daughters, and share the joy of family."

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Suddenly, in the silent and dark night, Chu Xingchen suddenly saw that the dilapidated Princess Palace suddenly shattered into thousands of pieces, collapsed to the ground, and turned into nothingness.

In its place stood the once magnificent Princess Palace, with its numerous servants and pavilions, decorated with gold and jade, with mountains and rivers flowing, and flowers everywhere, a scene of breathtaking beauty and prosperity.

Chu Xingchen suddenly felt as if he was in a flower garden covered bridge. He felt a little dazed, as if all this was too real.

He walked forward with the lantern in hand. When he entered the main hall, the two palace maids guarding the door saluted him respectfully, "Prince Chu."

Chu Xingchen was a little dazed. Was he in the Princess's Palace where he was held hostage?

He handed the lantern in his hand to the maid and pushed the door open. The room was brightly lit. Dancers were singing and dancing in the hall. Dozens of maids were serving Su Yingxue beside her brocade couch.

Chu Xingchen walked into the house. The moment Su Yingxue looked up, Chu Xingchen saw the pretty face he had been searching for in his dreams. Her skin was white, her lips red, her eyes sparkling like spring. She called out softly, "Chu Lang."

"Chu Lang is here?" She saw him coming and extended her jade finger to hook him lightly, her mouth soft and gentle, charming, "Chu Lang, have you bought all the cakes and pastries you brought me from the palace?"

Chu Xingchen chuckled when he heard that. It was indeed her who was so greedy.

She had delicate hands, a charming smile, and longing eyes. She held out her hand in his direction, and he walked over to her, as if possessed by a spirit.

Su Yingxue lowered her head, and he couldn't see her face. Suddenly, she raised her head, revealing a face without any skin or flesh. Her smile was cold and sad. She shouted at him sharply, "Chu Lang!"

"Chu Lang, how dare you do this to me!"

"Chu Lang, do you know how painful it is to be skinned alive?"

"Chu Lang, you have betrayed me so much. I curse you. In this life, the next, and the next, for the rest of your life, everything you love will be in vain!"

"No matter what you do, you can only watch the one you love go after someone else over and over again!"

"No matter how hard you try, or how low you try to be in love, you will never get what you want!"

"I curse you, your love is like dust. You humbly begged her to love you, but she no longer cares about you!"

"Hahahaha, Chu Lang, do you remember? This is Su Yingxue's curse on you in the form of a ghost!"

The splendor in the hall faded away countless times and turned into a blood mist. Su Yingxue was covered in blood and finally turned into a blood mist and floated away. Chu Xingchen burst into tears when he saw her leave. He chased to the place where she disappeared, calling Axue over and over again.

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"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, are you having a nightmare?" The eunuch beside him, seeing that he was sleeping restlessly, gently touched his arm and tried to wake him up in a soft voice.

Chu Xingchen was woken up by his attendant, who asked softly, "What time is it?"

"How long have you been sleeping alone?"

"Your Majesty, you only slept for a short while. Why don't you return to your bedroom and rest?" The eunuch wrapped him in his cloak and advised softly, "It's a winter night now, and the dew is heavy. Your Majesty, please take care of yourself."

Chu Xingchen turned pale when he heard this. He looked quietly at the magnificent yet deserted palace in front of him and couldn't help but laugh at himself. How could he find Axue? Her Axue was killed by him with his own hands and turned into a ghost long ago.

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