Ci Jinzhi

Chapter 435: Go far away

Chapter 435 Walking Away

In that short moment, Xin You felt what it meant to feel like your heart was being cut by a knife, and you were so painful that you didn't want to live.

In the midst of his mental breakdown, that familiar voice said: "I have no intention of doing this, but I also don't want to be a bargaining chip for Your Majesty to take advantage of Ayou—"

“Ah—” Xin You screamed miserably.

To everyone, this was her imageless and extremely embarrassing scream. But in fact, this was a way to save He Qingxiao that she made based on instinct without having time to think rationally.

The sharp knife that was about to cut He Qingxiao's neck was severed, and then he shouted anxiously: "Ayou!"

Xin You held the dagger and pointed it at his throat.

What followed was the screams of Emperor Xingyuan and Princess Zhaoyang: "Ayou!"

Xin You’s eyes were red, staring at Emperor Xingyuan.

"Do you think the imperial power can dominate everything?" she asked sternly, the fear of almost losing her sweetheart made her voice tremble violently, but the hand holding the dagger was very steady, leaving no doubt that it would cut her in the shortest time. That white and fragile neck.

"If this is the case, Prince Qing will grow up to be a worthy heir as you wish. Prince Xiu will remain dormant and accept the failure of the competition to become an idle and wealthy prince. I will stay and be the princess of Xia Kingdom, and even my mother will not leave. Always your queen!"

Xin You shouted these words word by word, becoming more mocking and angrier as he spoke.

She couldn't help but be angry.

She has lost so many relatives, why should she take away the only one she has?

Born with supernatural powers, she has saved countless people since she was a child. It is said that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, but why can't the blessing of saving so many people bring peace and joy to her beloved?

Xin You glanced at He Qingxiao. There was determination and grievance in that look.

He Qingxiao was so shocked that she no longer cared about the occasion and begged: "Ayou, please don't hurt yourself, please..."

Xinyou asked back: "Then what did you just do?"

He Qingxiao held the black knife handle tightly, a tear rolled down from the corner of her eyes.

It is said that a man will not shed tears easily, but after he had a chance to talk to the girl he loved, he could no longer control some of his emotions.

Xin You looked away from his face little by little and looked at Emperor Xingyuan: "Your imperial power can't control He Qingxiao's heart. He would rather die than become a rope that binds me. What about you, seeing the person who goes through life and death for you? Are you satisfied if your minister is forced to kill himself with a sword?"

Emperor Xingyuan trembled his lips and was speechless.

"You can force him to death." Xin You's hand holding the dagger moved, and the skin was scratched, and blood beads rushed out, which was particularly vivid on the white neck, "You can also force me to death!"

“Ayou, Ayou, calm down!” Emperor Xingyuan lost his calmness and explained hurriedly, “I didn’t think so—”

"Brother Imperial!" Princess Zhaoyang couldn't listen any longer and interrupted Emperor Xingyuan angrily, "At this point, you are still talking about nothing. Do you have to wait until Ayou dies in front of you before you use it again?" Will you regret it for the rest of your life?"

A line of tears slid down Princess Zhaoyang's cheek: "You said that after losing my sister-in-law, the same mistake would not be made again. But have you ever thought about it? In the years since my sister-in-law was not in the palace, she has seen many beautiful places and tasted them. A lot of delicious food, and you also raised a smart and sensible daughter. You lost the company of your sister-in-law, but she had many happy moments. Brother Emperor, don’t you understand, you really lost your sister-in-law when she died!"

They have all lost her.

Princess Zhaoyang's tears became more and more fierce, and she asked in a hissing voice: "Do you really want to lose Ayou?"

The questions were asked, and every word was like a knife, cutting open the abscess in Emperor Xingyuan's heart.

That was a wound that he thought had healed, but was actually still festering.

He blamed his wife for leaving without saying goodbye, blamed her for not understanding his embarrassment, regretted not keeping the promise he made when they got married, and was even more heartbroken about his wife's death.

All kinds of complex emotions accumulated in my heart bit by bit, forming obsessions.

He wants to keep Ayou by his side.

Not only for the love between father and daughter, not only because of Ayou’s insights that are ahead of the world, but also to heal the pain in his heart.

Keep Ayou as if he had not suffered the frustration of being abandoned by his wife twenty years ago.

When he meets Xinxin a hundred years later, he can say to Xinxin: I am not that bad. Our daughter loves me and is willing to stay with me. He couldn't tell anyone about such a humble, childish thought, and it was even deliberately suppressed deep in his heart.

He is willing to use imperial power and paternal power to make her obey and cover up his embarrassment and failure.

“Brother, please wake up!” Princess Zhaoyang shouted.

Emperor Xingyuan's eyes went from Princess Zhaoyang to He Qingxiao and then to Xin You.

The disappointed eyes of the younger sister, the indifferent reaction of the courtier, the decisive expression of the daughter...

He blinked and spoke with difficulty: "Ayou...I'll let you go."

He raised his voice and said it again as if he could not regret it: "I let you go."

The guards who followed and the soldiers in the capital camp were all silent and listened quietly.

Xin You finally waited for this sentence.

But her mood at this time was not joy, but numbness.

She threatened her with death, which was both gambling and not gambling.

In order to save He Qingxiao and herself, she actually had no chance of winning. The only possibility of making a comeback was to bet on whether he still had a conscience.

But she was not bluffing, but was determined to die.

It's not that she doesn't cherish her own life, but if she watches He Qingxiao kill himself for her, she won't be able to live alone.

It seems like the bet was won.

But when it comes to fighting with death, no matter whether you win or lose, you will only be miserable.

"You go, go where you want to go." Emperor Xingyuan waved his hand and took off the emperor's cold and ruthless armor, like many men who are about to enter old age, showing frustration and twilight.

Xin You pursed her lips and did not reply to his words, but looked at Princess Zhaoyang.

“Aunt, thank you for taking care of me. Ayou is gone.”

Princess Zhaoyang had tears in her eyelashes and smiled at her: "Ayou, take good care of yourself."

She didn’t say that she missed her aunt and came back to see her.

She thought that Ayou might never want to come to this place again.

Xin You nodded, looked at He Qingxiao again, and called him as he did when they first met: "Master He, please take care of yourself."

If he had never known each other, he would not have worked so hard for him.

“I will.” He Qingxiao solemnly promised.

Xinyou raised his hand to wipe the end of his eyes, turned the horse's head and gently shook the reins.

The horse had just run a few steps, when a shout came from behind: "Wait!"

Xin You slowly turned her head and looked at the person who called her.

Emperor Xingyuan stared at He Qingxiao with a heavy gaze: "You can leave too."