In these years, not a day has gone by without him thinking of her.
He has been stationed at the border for nearly twenty years. Except for the occasional return to the Capital City at the beginning, he has rarely co back since. This ti, it’s been at least five or six years since the last ti he returned. Each visit to the Capital City lasts only a few days, and he might not even get a chance to see her before leaving again.
He does not not want to co back, nor does he not want to see her frequently, but ultimately he fears that he cannot control the impulse in his heart, the impulse to take her back.
They are clearly in love, but fate insists on tornting them to this extent. He does not even know whether everything he has done is right or wrong. He only knows that now, nothing can be undone.
After avoiding it for so many years, he is tired. He wants to co back. He wants to see her, even if it’s just watching her from afar.
But seeing her like this makes him realize that perhaps his decision to return to the Capital City was a mistake.
He simply cannot suppress his inner impulses, nor can he suppress his feelings for her.
He is even more unsure of how to handle the situation in the future.
Back then, after he was forced to beco engaged, she unhesitatingly asked the Emperor for an edict to marry his younger brother, his biological brother.
When he heard this news, he did not even know how he got through it or how he restrained the impulse to stop her. Although he knew he simply could not stop her, nor did he have the right to stop her from doing anything.
But faced with such an awkward relationship, he truly did not know how to deal with it, so he requested the Emperor’s permission to be stationed at the border. One departure led to years of exile. He claid it was for the nation and its people to achieve rit, but it was more of an escape.
After so many years, he thought he had accepted and could face it all, until he saw her again and realized it was all in vain.
To love soone is to love them deeper with ti, and the obsession only grows.
No matter what kind of woman he t later, no one could replace her position in his heart.
He longed to reach out and hold her, but she resolutely turned and walked away.
Su Yaogeng did not want to exchange any more aningless words with Han Si Que. Everything was fate, and she had long accepted it. Now it’s not too bad; she still lives a carefree life as the esteed Eldest Princess of Nanyao Country. She has a thoughtful and understanding daughter—this is enough. n, ha, what’s the point of having them?
If they cannot be relied on, then better to do without.
Hearing Su Yaogeng coming over, Han Jing decisively pretended to be just passing by and waved from afar at Su Yaogeng: "Mother—"
Seeing Han Jing’s bright smile, Su Yaogeng felt that all the gloom in her heart dissipated at this mont!
She walked over with a smile and looked at her: "That boy didn’t bully you, did he?"
Han Jing raised an eyebrow: "He bully ? Mother, you underestimate !"
Su Yaogeng couldn’t help but laugh, reaching out to poke her cheek: "With your small amount of skill, you must never rashly fight with others when no one is around to help! Here at the Palace, no matter what, Su Xingyan wouldn’t dare lay a hand on you, but elsewhere it’s uncertain, so don’t be careless!"
Because Su Xingyan dared to lay a hand on Han Jing, Su Yaogeng had already blacklisted this wretched prospective son-in-law, and in the future, their Zheng’er must certainly find soone better!
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