Forced love, an inescapable fate

Bai Yu, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help but feel sad for her for a few seconds when he heard Mu Qingli say this.

Did she really not know that this sentence was the thorn in the side of the gentleman in front of her? Had she really been beaten stupidly? How was this different from directly seeking death?

Jiang Ci's expression gradually became calm.

His eyes stared straight at the person in front of him, and the murderous intent in his eyes gradually became stronger.

I originally wanted to spare her life, but she chose to die.

Because of her words "We only have each other to rely on", I almost lost my life, and she still dared to bring it up.

Mu Qingli naturally noticed his change, and she belatedly thought it was because she had grabbed his hand.

You have to know that this was ancient times, and the ancients were very taboo about physical contact between men and women. Although the person in front of me is still a teenager, he is still a man after all. It is indeed inappropriate to grab his hand rashly like this.

She let go of her hand awkwardly, looking a little embarrassed.

"I'm sorry. I was too anxious just now, so I grabbed your hand, but I didn't mean anything else. Don't think too much. Besides, you are just a child in my eyes. And what I said just now is true. I really have lost my memory. Even my own name was told to me by the little palace maid named Alan who was beside the Third Prince. Do you believe me? When I woke up that day, I was lying in that shabby palace. I even thought I was in hell. Even when I saw you appear in front of me and call me sister, I thought you were my companion in the underworld to drink Mengpo soup. Later, several palace maids came and said that I seduced the Third Prince and that was why he had people beat me like this, but I can't remember a thing."

As she spoke of this, her eyes gradually became moist and her voice became choked.

"I had no impression of anything in this place. It was like I suddenly came to a place that was completely unfamiliar to me. When I was lying there, I felt that I was about to die. In fact, it would be better if I died. I would not have to suffer all those tortures. I did not want to endure these pains half-dead, but perhaps God did not want me to die so easily. After stepping into the gates of hell again and again, he finally sent me back. Later, I woke up. I originally thought that I would not die of pain but would starve to death. But the palace maid named Alan beside the third prince suddenly appeared. She also gave me food and medicine. It was she who told you my name and our origins. Only then did I realize that I wasn't alone here, that I had companions and the motivation to live, you know? Every day I stayed in that desolate and dilapidated yard, trembling with fear. At night, it was pitch black. No one spoke to me, and no one cared whether I lived or died. It was as if everyone had forgotten me, leaving me to fend for myself. But there were still people who brought me food and medicine every day. I thought that no matter how difficult it was, even if it was for the person who brought me food every day, I would do my best to survive. I couldn't let his kindness down, I had to work hard to live.

When she said these last words, she was already sobbing.

The wooden stick in her hand was thrown aside, and she slowly squatted down with her legs hugged.

"I... I don't want to see you being bullied. Seeing you surrounded by so many people, weak and powerless, even though I was scared, I still encouraged myself. I just wanted to protect you. I didn't have any other thoughts. Alan said that I joined them in bullying you, but I can't remember anything. If you hate me, if you dislike me, then I... you can beat me up to vent your anger, but don't look at me like that."

She cried uncontrollably and her words were intermittent. For some reason, when facing the young man in front of her whom she had only met twice, and seeing the disgust in his eyes when he looked at her, Mu Qingli felt very wronged.

She did not feel wronged when she was left to fend for herself in that deserted and dilapidated courtyard for more than half a month. She did not feel wronged when she was verbally insulted by those unfamiliar palace maids. She did not feel wronged when facing the unruly and rude princess just now. But when the young man in front of her looked at her with disgust in his eyes, she felt extremely wronged.

It wasn't because he didn't express gratitude for saving him just now, but because he was simply irritated by the disgust in his eyes.

But what did these things have to do with her? The person who did these things had nothing to do with her at all. God knows why she looks exactly like this person, even having the same name.

After arriving at this place inexplicably, not only did I drag my half-dead body, but in the past half month, I have not only suffered physical pain, but also mentally.

But after finally surviving, I am still despised and hated by others. Why?

Since she was born, Mu Qingli has always been a good student in the eyes of her teachers, although she is timid. Although her grades are not top-notch when she is in school, they are still excellent. She is also a good child who makes her parents worry-free and has never made her parents worry.

Why should she bear the stigma and be hated because of the wrong things done by others?

She squatted on the ground, like an unwanted child, crying her heart out and unable to stop.

It was obvious that these things had nothing to do with her, and it was obvious that she was not the one who bullied him, so why was he looking at her like that?

Jiang Lin slowly loosened his hands that were tightly clenched at his sides, and looked down at the person squatting on the ground crying, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

The murderous intent in his eyes slowly faded away, leaving only confusion and doubt.

She seems to be very aggrieved?

But why did she feel wronged?

What did she have to feel wronged about?

Why should she feel wronged?

Could it be that what she has done over the years cannot outweigh the fact that I chose her to be a hostage in Qi State?

......

After a long time, Bai Yu, who was hiding in the dark, became curious about his young master's next move.

Would he kill the woman in front of him without hesitation?

Or will he consider the overall situation and temporarily spare her life?

Even though he has been with this young master for three years, he still cannot figure out his thoughts.

In addition to sufficient forbearance and patience, this young master has never been a soft-hearted person.

Especially when he took action against Princess Qingli, who came with him as a hostage in Qi State, he showed no mercy.

For example, the reason why Princess Qingli chose to take the risk to seduce the third prince this time was because of the young man in front of her who had just turned thirteen.

But who could have imagined that this harmless young man would do such a thing, and even look at others with an innocent face after killing someone.