Xie Ruotong listened, just listening indifferently.
Song Yanqing said, "Back then, I thought it was Xie Ruilin who saved , so I always regarded her as my savior, always wanted to repay her, which is why I had hostility because you suddenly married , why I treated you like that. In fact, after we got married, even though I kept warning myself not to have feelings for you, I really fell for you during our ti together. After finding out you were my true savior, I deeply regretted it, but I didn’t dare tell you. Seeing how resolved you were against , I knew that saying anything was useless, I knew I truly lost you..."
"Since you know, why are you saying these things now?" Xie Ruotong interrupted Song Yanqing’s words.
She was indifferent to his confession.
When Gu Xingchuan told her, she felt nothing, and Song Yanqing repeating it had the sa result.
She even felt sowhat annoyed.
Song Yanqing’s throat trembled.
He actually knew that Xie Ruotong no longer had feelings for him.
Without feelings, she wouldn’t care about the past.
But he still held onto a trace of hope.
Imagining perhaps he could, could be forgiven.
He humbly said, "I thought after a few years, it might have eased sowhat."
"It indeed eased, even forgot all about the past. But Song Yanqing, so things can be forgotten, so things can be indifferent to, but that doesn’t an they’ll be forgiven. I don’t hate you, I just don’t want to live so burdened, it’s not that everything from before is truly written off."
"I want to make ands."
"What can you make ands for?" Xie Ruotong smiled again, "Offering genuine care for ? Your sincerity, I haven’t coveted it for a long ti."
Song Yanqing was speechless at Xie Ruotong’s words.
Indeed.
Xie Ruotong didn’t love him anymore.
No matter what he did, she wouldn’t care.
Nothing he did counted as making ands.
"If you were how you were before, perhaps I would reluctantly endure and accept because of your looks and talents, after all, I’m not young anymore and can hardly find anyone to marry , and even if it was the Emperor’s order. But with how you are now." Xie Ruotong looked at him coldly, with a mocking gaze, "Your face is scarred severely, your body so frail it blows over easily, even if you’re a favorite of the Emperor, you ultimately lack power and influence..."
Song Yanqing was completely ridiculed by Xie Ruotong.
Her tone was actually light.
Yet every word was like a sharp sword, piercing him again and again in his heart.
"With how you are, even just playing around I feel I would be wronging myself." Xie Ruotong stated clearly.
She despises him.
He had nothing now that matched her.
It was him, being too presumptuous.
It was him, reaching too high.
Song Yanqing remained silent.
Silently accepting all of Xie Ruotong’s disdain.
In fact, Xie Ruotong was not wrong.
He was indeed, worthless now.
To love her, was a luxury.
"I’m sorry." Song Yanqing apologized.
As if coming today was just for the apology.
Even though Xie Ruotong wouldn’t accept it.
"I was a bother to you." Song Yanqing said, "From now on, I’ll try not to appear before you."
Like before, actively avoiding.
Never hope again.
Never sully her path ahead.
"Hope you an what you say." Xie Ruotong said.
Unmoved by Song Yanqing’s agony.
Perhaps the words today were too harsh.
But they were indeed what she thought in her heart, spoken so as never to be bothered by Song Yanqing again.
After speaking, Xie Ruotong stood up to leave.
As she left, she saw Song Yanqing with drooping eyes, tears falling in large drops onto the table in front of him.
She took out a handkerchief and handed it to him.
Song Yanqing was startled, slowly accepting it.
He knew it was just a bit of human kindness from Xie Ruotong.
He thought he might truly look pitiful now.
That she would.
Have that little bit of compassion.
No other aning.
"Don’t need to return it, dispose of it after use." Xie Ruotong said, "After all, so things can’t be washed clean when they’re dirty."
Song Yanqing nodded.
Quietly nodded.
So Xie Ruotong giving him the handkerchief was just telling him.
Besides having nothing, he was dirty.
"By the way, what I ntioned earlier was serious." Xie Ruotong said coldly, "Get married soon to reduce my trouble."
"Alright." Song Yanqing agreed.
He thought.
This should be the only thing he could still do for Xie Ruotong.
The only thing he could do that she wouldn’t resent.
Xie Ruotong left.
Leaving Song Yanqing alone in the teahouse.
For a long ti.
A long, long ti.
Song Yanqing also left.
Then, returned to the Song Residence.
He went directly to find his mother.
Ming Yufang was in the room, still sowhat flustered.
She was thinking about how to make Song Yanqing not love Xie Ruotong, how to make Song Yanqing willingly accept a marriage arrangent.
Thought so much her head hurt.
At this mont, she saw her son suddenly return.
"Why did you co back so early from the Imperial Palace today?" Ming Yufang suppressed her inner emotions and asked with concern.
"Didn’t go to the Imperial Palace today."
"Hmm?" Ming Yufang was surprised.
"Mother wanted to marry, didn’t you?" Song Yanqing spoke directly.
Ming Yufang’s heart raced.
Wouldn’t Song Yanqing ask her to propose to Xie Ruotong?
"I agreed." Song Yanqing said.
"Which girl did you fancy?" Ming Yufang asked nervously.
"Didn’t fancy anyone. But anyone is fine." Song Yanqing replied.
"You an, you’d marry whoever matches with you?" Ming Yufang confird.
"Yes."
"You’re not joking with , right?" Ming Yufang couldn’t believe it.
Having fought with her a few days ago, he suddenly agreed today.
"You arrange it, the wedding can be anyti." Song Yanqing didn’t explain further.
After speaking, he turned and left.
"Then I’ll really arrange it." Ming Yufang, looking at Song Yanqing’s back, smiled with joy, "Rest assured, I’ll definitely find a good girl for you, won’t let you feel wronged!"
Song Yanqing seed like he heard nothing.
This world.
If it’s not Xie Ruotong.
It could be anyone.
...
Three days later.
The news of Song Yanqing’s marriage spread.
It even reached Xiao Jinxing’s ears.
Of course, Xiao Jinxing heard it from Gu Xingchuan.
When Gu Xingchuan told him, he really didn’t quite believe it.
After all, the bride wasn’t Xie Ruotong.
"Heard you’re getting married?" Xiao Jinxing asked Song Yanqing.
Song Yanqing had just finished teaching Anqi and Princess Youyou, then saw the Emperor.
In fact, the Emperor now spends all his ti with the two princesses, when he can.
From ancient tis to now, no Emperor had been like Emperor Jingyan, not loving thousands of beauties in the harem, but exclusively favoring two little princesses!
Song Yanqing respectfully said, "On the sixth of next month, an auspicious day, I will marry."
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