Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 1035 - 1034: Back then, how much I hated her

Long Xinghe’s question was very sharp.

Murong Yu probably knew that she must have had doubts in her heart.

She just did not expect to be asked so directly.

Feng Wuya fell silent.

He indeed knew.

But he seed to hesitate as if he had more to say.

Perhaps the matter was not as simple as Long Xinghe had imagined.

After a long silence, Feng Wuya finally said, "That happened over a decade ago..."

But Murong Yu interrupted him and t Long Xinghe’s gaze.

So things had been hidden in her heart for many years. This might have been the first ti she brought them up since they were buried.

"At first, the dicine Man Corps really was mine."

Long Xinghe did not speak, but his breathing clearly beca heavier.

"But the dicine Man Corps you see now is different from the one I founded back then."

"Over a decade has passed since then, and ntioning it now, I have forgotten many details."

"But I can’t forget that Long Xiyue’s death was related to ."

"It was you!" Long Xinghe shot up, staring intently at her face. His breath was very agitated.

Ali had been searching for the real killer of Long Xiyue all this ti, and unexpectedly, it was Murong Yu!

"It wasn’t my mother." Feng Wuya stepped forward, standing in front of Murong Yu, urgently saying, "It wasn’t her!"

Murong Yu was sowhat surprised.

Actually, her relationship with Wuya had always been poor, primarily because she had made too many mistakes in the past.

Those incidents, accidentally witnessed by Feng Wuya, had led to a long period during which Wuya ignored her.

It was as if he no longer acknowledged her as his mother.

"Back then, I indeed hated Long Xiyue to the core, no, back then, she was called Mingyue."

"Mingyue?" It was the first ti Long Xinghe had heard this na.

"She was my junior disciple sister."

Murong Yu walked to the window, looking at the dim night outside.

So thoughts had always been buried deep in her heart, and when not recalled, it seed as if nothing had happened.

Very quiet, very peaceful.

But once rembered, those stabbing pains in her heart would gather together, gradually turning from a trickling stream into an overwhelming flood.

It still hurt so much even now...

Murong Yu’s hand pressed firmly against her chest.

Long Xinghe glanced at Feng Wuya, who was also hearing this for the first ti, his eyes filled with surprise and shock.

It turned out he did not know about the relationship between Murong Yu and Long Xiyue.

"You all..."

"And the junior brother." Murong Yu’s eyelids drooped.

Junior brother.

That pure white, elegant, gentle figure, like jade—still so vivid in her heart after all these years.

Still, she missed him so much.

But now she no longer harbored hatred, no longer hated Long Xiyue. Could the junior brother return now?

"It was my fault."

Murong Yu took a deep breath. She did not want to bring up certain things in front of her son.

When she turned to look at them, the emotions she had nearly lost control of were already hidden away.

"Back then Long Xiyue was my junior disciple sister, and she excelled in everything she did. Even though she started the latest, she had a natural talent for martial arts, and within just one year, her martial arts almost caught up to mine."

You should know that back then, she had already been learning martial arts from their master for many years.

Long Xiyue almost equaled her ten years of training in just one year.

Who could stand that?

The most unbearable part was that Long Xiyue not only gradually surpassed her in martial arts but even took the man she loved the most!