Prince! The political conspiracy is not a play, the show is real

"Lu Che, revenge is something you've decided on. Even though it's painful, you'll definitely do it. Right?"

Tao Yao gently stroked Lu Che's back from time to time. The two of them just sat quietly hugging each other in the small guest room. At this moment, it seemed like they could be honest about anything.

"Yeah." Lu Che nodded. He sniffed, hugged Tao Yao tighter, and said, "If I succeed in my revenge, we'll go back to the desert together, back to our hometown, and do nothing, think nothing, and just live a good life."

Tao Yao also smiled and nodded: "Okay. Let's live a good life and not think about anything else. Just think about what to eat for three meals a day."

Lu Che burst into laughter and said slowly, word by word, "Yes, don't think about anything else. Just think about what to eat and what to do for fun.

In the spring, we would go fishing at Crescent Moon Spring in the south of the desert. The peach blossom fish in the south of the desert were the most famous, with fat and few bones. They could be sold for three taels of silver at the market. We would sell half and keep the other half for ourselves.

In the summer, we would find a camel and ride it deep into the snowy mountains of the northern desert. We would set up tents on the green meadows as soft as wool carpets, light a bonfire, and watch the stars shining on the earth at night.

In the fall, we'll go to Golden Mirage and buy their desert-famous wine, 'Drunken Spring Blade.' We'll take the Drunken Spring Blade and retrace the steps of the ancient Moon Worshipers. They have no graves, so this is how we'll remember them. In the winter, we'll go again..."

Lu Che suddenly stopped, tears welling up in his eyes. He couldn't say any more. All of this was just his empty fantasy.

It was the State of Chu, and those hateful demons who lived on the brink of death and killed without blinking an eye, that deprived him of the future that should have belonged to him, leaving him trapped in darkness and hatred forever, with no chance of reincarnation and no peace.

Lu Che raised his hand, wiped away the tears that had soaked his face, and choked out a sob, "It's impossible. This is impossible. I must seek revenge first."

Lu Che paused, repeating the word "revenge" countless times in his mind, and finally spoke again: "After I take revenge, the Chu people will definitely not let me go. They will hunt me down until I am dead."

He slowly loosened his arms around Tao Yao, and stared into her eyes with a sad expression, like a wounded wolf.

"Taoyao, my life is like this. I can't see the light and I can't see the future. It's better for you not to follow me." He said.

Tao Yao's nose felt sore, and she couldn't bear it. She advised, "I know that revenge is something you've decided on, and you won't give up easily. But is it possible that the spirits of your father, mother, and clan members in heaven would rather let you live a comfortable and happy life than to let you take revenge?

Lu Che, everything is in the past. Looking forward, life is still beautiful. Like you said, we can go to Crescent Moon Lake to catch peach blossom fish, and go to the snow-capped mountains of Mobei to watch the stars. We still have so many things to do. Life is not just about revenge!

Lu Che's face showed a smile that was uglier than crying. He also understood the principles Tao Yao said.

But he couldn't give up—never.

He thought of the scene of blood flowing like a sea and his former loved ones reduced to corpses every night. Tao Yao was right, the spirits of his parents and relatives must be watching him closely, hoping that he would avenge them, so he could not stop for a moment.

"Revenge first." Lu Che said.

"Okay." Tao Yao held Lu Che's hand. "Then let's go for revenge. But before that, we can still live a good life, right? If we don't cheer up and eat and sleep well, how can we have the energy to face a powerful enemy? You were almost scared by a little Chu Huanjun."

Tao Yao half-jokingly mentioned Chu Huanjun. She actually called him "little Chu Huanjun." Lu Che felt somewhat helpless. Chu Huanjun's martial arts skills were among the best in the entire capital, and his strength was certainly not to be underestimated. Yet, in Tao Yao's words, he had become a "little obstacle."

"You mentioned him again." A flicker of displeasure crossed Lu Che's face, but it quickly faded. Because in Tao Yao's words, Chu Huanjun was just "small," someone he, Lu Che, could eventually defeat.

"Um..." Tao Yao scratched the back of his head. "Did you listen to my suggestion just now? To be honest, Chu Huanjun is indeed someone you can approach. He has good intentions and may be able to help you in some way."

Lu Che shook his head and said, "He and I have different beliefs and we cannot work together. Besides, what I'm going to do is kill his family. He's so cunning, how could he not see that? He won't be willing to help me."

Tao Yao pondered for a moment, her expression suddenly becoming serious. She still held the dress, hairpin, and earrings Lu Che had given her. Those pink peach blossom-like dreams were the young man's heart's desire, yet also his untouchable fantasy.

Tao Yao actually wanted to ask Lu Che, if, just if, if one day in the future, she had to stand by Chu Huanjun's side, would Lu Che hate her?

This question lingered in her mind for a long time, but she ultimately kept it to herself. Seeing Lu Che's tears, she couldn't bear it.

So Tao Yao put on a bright smile again and said to Lu Che, "Lu Che, I didn't expect you to have such good taste. I really like both the clothes and the accessories. Thank you."

Lu Che shook his head. "Nothing much. This is all I can give you."

"Don't be so dejected." Tao Yao patted Lu Che's shoulder. "Smile more. You look beautiful when you smile."

Lu Che was stunned. He looked good when he smiled, but was that true? He seemed to have never noticed what he looked like when he smiled.

Tao Yao pushed Lu Che to sit down next to the dressing table and let him look at himself in the bronze mirror: a thin face with three-dimensional features, thick and messy bangs hanging in front of his eyes, but between the hair, a hint of dark green pupils could be vaguely seen, like a snake, a wolf, and amber.

Tao Yao smiled and said, "Lu Che, your eyes can't hide your inner thoughts. You harbor too much resentment. Others can see at a glance that you carry hatred, and they will be wary of you. When facing a powerful enemy, you can't use force. You must first learn to outsmart them. Winning the enemy's trust is the first step to success."

She grabbed a small comb and combed Lu Che's messy bangs into place, pushing them all to the top of his head and tying them into a high ponytail, revealing his full forehead.

Actually, Lu Che is quite good-looking, but it's a pity that he never takes care of himself.