kvmb Chapter 61 Murong Yi is back...
Chapter 61 Murong Yi is back...
Back at the palace, the vermilion gates exuded majesty and solemnity in the twilight. Just as Murong Yi reached the gate and was about to step inside, a very familiar figure flashed past in the corridor not far away. He was startled, but remained outwardly calm, turning to Lin Qianqian and softly saying, "I suddenly remembered I have some matters to attend to. You may go in first!"
Lin Qianqian raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes filled with doubt, but being gentle by nature, she said with concern, "Your Highness, please don't overwork yourself and take care of your health." After saying that, she took light steps and slowly walked into the mansion.
As soon as Lin Qianqian's figure disappeared through the door, Murong Yi immediately set off, hurrying after the direction in which the familiar figure had vanished. His steps were urgent and flustered, as if he were afraid that if he slowed down, the figure would disappear completely. He passed through winding corridors and around exquisite gardens, finally arriving at the courtyard where he had met her countless times.
Before his eyes, Su Wan'er's thin and haggard figure came into direct view, and Murong Yi felt his eyes instantly well up with tears, his throat felt choked by something, and a thousand emotions surged into his heart. He stared at her, and memories of the past rushed back like a tidal wave.
"Wan'er..." Murong Yi's voice trembled slightly, filled with longing, guilt, and a trace of unspeakable pain.
Su Wan'er's body trembled, and she slowly turned around, her face pale, her eyes filled with melancholy and sorrow. "Your Highness, you have finally come." Her voice was soft, yet it was like a sharp sword, piercing straight into Murong Yi's heart.
Murong Yi took a step forward, wanting to get closer but hesitating: "Wan'er, you've suffered these past few days. I... I'm sorry."
Su Wan'er smiled sadly: "Ha? Your Highness has now married another woman, do you still remember the vows we made to each other?"
Murong Yi felt a pang of pain in his heart. How could he forget? They had once shared their deepest feelings under the flowers and moon in this courtyard, believing they would spend their lives together, but fate had played a cruel trick on them. "Wan'er, my feelings for you have never changed. Marrying her was merely a political alliance. You are the only one in my heart."
Su Wan'er shook her head, tears welling in her eyes: "But now, everything is different. I am trapped in this corner of the mansion, spending my days in tears, while you are with other men. How can I trust you?"
Murong Yi felt a pang of heartache seeing her tears. He reached out to wipe them away, but Su Wan'er gently avoided his hand. "Wan'er, give me some more time. I will definitely handle everything and give us a future." His eyes were full of determination and deep affection, trying to convince her of his resolve.
Su Wan'er remained silent for a long time, then sighed softly: "Your Highness, I don't have much youth left to wait for. I only hope that you will not betray me, otherwise, I will really have to spend my remaining life in endless pain."
Murong Yi gripped her shoulders tightly, his gaze burning: "Wan'er, I swear, I will never betray you." At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the time when he was with Su Wan'er, his heart filled with only pity and love for her, completely forgetting his current status as a husband, and Lin Qianqian who was still waiting for him in the palace.
Night deepened, spreading like ink across the sky and shrouding the entire palace in gloom. Lin Qianqian sat in her room, gazing at the flickering candlelight, her mind a jumble of thoughts. Usually at this time, Murong Yi, though he didn't speak much to her, would have already returned to his room. But now, even as the night deepened, he still hadn't returned.
Lin Qianqian's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition arose within her. She wondered to herself, "Could something have happened?" Her brows furrowed, and she hurriedly called Afu over, anxiously instructing him, "Afu, take a few men and go find the Prince immediately. Make sure he is safe and sound."
Ah Fu accepted the order and dared not delay in the slightest. He turned around and went to gather people.
Just as everyone was about to step out of the mansion, Murong Yi's figure slowly appeared at the entrance. His steps were slightly heavy, his face showed some haggardness, and his eyes seemed to hide endless fatigue and worries. His usual cold aura seemed to have been diminished at this moment, and under the reflection of the night, he looked even more lonely.