Quick Transmigration: Only You Are the Desire of My Heart

Song Qingyin's confession struck Aunt Mei like a bolt from the blue, leaving her feeling utterly dejected. Her body trembled uncontrollably, her hand, which had been tightly gripping Song Qingyin's, loosened weakly, and her eyes became empty and lost, as if she had lost her soul.

However, Aunt Mei seemed unwilling to accept this fact. Still clinging to a sliver of hope, she asked in a trembling voice, "Then... his father is Luo Chengze?"

"Yes." Song Qingyin nodded without hesitation. "I also saw his father today. Aunt Mei, what's wrong? Why are you asking this? Is there something you're hiding from me?" She frowned, looking at Aunt Mei with a worried expression, trying to find some clues from her expression.

"You went to see his father..." Aunt Mei murmured to herself, then suddenly seemed to come to her senses, her eyes widening sharply, and her voice becoming shrill and piercing.

“Yes…” Song Qingyin was a little startled. She subconsciously took a step back, cautiously observing Aunt Mei’s reaction. However, before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Aunt Mei again.

Her voice was slightly hoarse and dry, as if she had struggled internally before mustering the courage to continue asking, "How far have things progressed between you and that young Marshal Luo?"

“…Aunt Mei…” Song Qingyin parted her lips slightly, but then suddenly stopped speaking, biting her lower lip, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

Tsk, she does want to take things further with him, but she hasn't found the opportunity yet.

"Answer me now!" Aunt Mei's voice grew increasingly shrill and piercing, her eyes fixed intently on her, as if she wouldn't give up until she got what she wanted.

Faced with Aunt Mei's aggressive questioning, Song Qingyin's eyes flickered slightly, then she slowly squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth: "We... our feelings were based on affection, but remained within the bounds of propriety..."

"That's good, that's good." Upon hearing Song Qingyin's reply, Aunt Mei seemed to suddenly breathe a sigh of relief. Her body went limp, and she slumped weakly into the chair, muttering to herself incessantly.

"Aunt Mei, what exactly happened? Or do you... know someone from the Marshal's Mansion?" Even if Song Qingyin was slow to react, she could tell that Aunt Mei was only reacting so strongly after learning Luo Ruchuan's identity.

But Aunt Mei has lived with her in Puan Town for so many years, so how could she know people from the Marshal's Mansion? If she knew them before adopting her, why did she never mention it, and why didn't she give her any instructions before she went to Luocheng...?

"Xiaoyin, you can't...you can't be with Young Marshal Luo. From now on, you two must never see each other again." Aunt Mei, who had calmed down a bit, gradually hardened her expression. Her words made Song Qingyin's heart skip a beat.

"Why? Aunt Mei, I don't understand. I like Luo Ruchuan, and he likes me too. Why can't we be together? And weren't you very satisfied with him before? What's going on now?" Song Qingyin looked puzzled, her gaze probing as she looked at Aunt Mei.

"That was because I didn't know his identity before. If I had known from the beginning, I would never have..."

Nothing will happen, Aunt Mei didn't say, but both of them knew it perfectly well.

“Your social standing is too different. You’ll suffer if you’re with him. I don’t want to see you in pain.” Under Song Qingyin’s clear gaze, Aunt Mei forced a smile and patted her head.

“Aunt Mei, that’s not a reason.” Song Qingyin’s tone remained calm, as if she hadn’t been affected at all, but her clenched fists betrayed her true emotions.

“Social differences have never troubled my relationship with Luo Ruchuan, and besides, he doesn’t care about such things at all. What you’re saying doesn’t hold true,” Song Qingyin tried to convince Aunt Mei and make her believe in her choice.

However, Aunt Mei's attitude was very firm: "Child, you are still too naive. He is now in a high position of power and fame, and there are countless women around him. Right now you are in the prime of your youth and can still rely on your beauty to keep his heart; but time waits for no one! In the future, when your beauty fades, who can guarantee that he will remain the same? At that time, how will you face yourself?"

Aunt Mei's words were earnest, revealing her concern and worry for Song Qingyin's future. However, Song Qingyin had a nagging feeling that what Aunt Mei said was not entirely true.

After a moment of contemplation, Song Qingyin said, "Aunt Mei, I have considered all of what you have said. But none of these things have happened yet. You can't deny Luo Ruchuan's feelings for me now just because something hasn't happened yet. That's unfair to him and to me. I understand him and I believe in him. Even if one day he stops loving me because I'm old and unattractive, I will definitely leave cleanly and decisively."

“Aunt Mei, I have never been a parasitic vine clinging to men.”

Aunt Mei was stunned for a long while by Song Qingyin's words. Xiao Yin possessed a clarity that was rare among ordinary people; she saw everything clearly and understood everything, and she had her own set of principles. She knew her reasons wouldn't convince her, but—

Thinking of this, Aunt Mei's expression became somewhat complicated. If she could, she wouldn't want to do something like this, breaking up a loving couple, but...

Finally, her expression turned cold. "No matter what, you can't be with Luo Ruchuan. If you insist on doing so, then... I'll just kill myself right in front of you." After saying the last sentence, Aunt Mei's face showed a ruthless determination.

She really will do that.

Looking at the resolute look in Aunt Mei's eyes, Song Qingyin suddenly realized that this might be the last solution Aunt Mei could think of. Otherwise, given her doting nature towards the original owner of this body, she would never have put her in a difficult position.

She was going all in, even threatening with her life, to stand between herself and Luo Ruchuan. She knew that if it really came to that, she and Luo Ruchuan would truly never be together again.

But what could possibly make Aunt Mei so resolute and heartbreaking, even to the point of risking her own life?

Song Qingyin closed her eyes, as if making a final struggle. Finally, she nodded slightly, indicating her agreement, the action filled with endless bitterness and helplessness: "Okay, I... I promise you. From now on, I will have nothing to do with him anymore."

Seeing Song Qingyin nod in agreement, Aunt Mei breathed a sigh of relief, but a sharp, piercing pain welled up inside her. Actually, she didn't want to pressure Song Qingyin like this; once she learned the cruel truth hidden behind the events, it would probably be too late.

After saying that, Song Qingyin turned around and went back to her room with a somewhat dejected expression.