Ignoring the throbbing in Ye Xun's eyes, Zhixin unnaturally let go of her hand and turned her gaze away, "Wait a moment, I'll ask Lu'er to get you a glass of hot water."
He turned around calmly, but was hugged by Ye Xun from behind, "Xin'er, please forgive me? Ahem..." After finally stopping his coughing, Ye Xun spoke with difficulty.
There was a hint of helplessness and begging in his words, which made Zhixin's heart tighten suddenly.
Slowly turning around, she met Ye Xun's expectant eyes. Her heart still tightened. After a while, she slowly said: "Did I say I forgive you? What do you think?"
Do you all listen to me?"
Zhixin's words made Ye Xun's eyes flash with excitement. He nodded hastily, "I will listen to you. As long as you forgive me, I will listen to you in everything. Even if you ask me to give up the throne, I will return to the palace immediately.
Decided to abdicate."
Ye Xun's words caused a flash of pain in Zhixin's eyes. Now she couldn't tell whether his words were true or false. Although after listening to Ye Xun's words, she really had an urge to be with him again.
, but she didn’t want to be severely hurt by him again after trusting him again. She knew that as long as the stepmother was around, Ye Xun would only choose to believe in Fu Yongxin, who seemed to be pure and kind.
"Okay, I forgive you." Zhixin nodded, seeing the corners of Ye Xun's mouth slightly raised due to excitement, but her smile stopped because of Zhixin's next words.
"I forgive you. From now on, please don't step into the Prime Minister's Mansion again, or at least don't disturb the common people again. The common people will be very grateful to you."
"Xin'er, you...you want me to never see you again?" Ye Xun asked in disbelief.
"yes!"
"I can't do it!" Ye Xun covered his chest in pain and yelled at Zhi Xin.
"Jun Wuxi, you just said that as long as I forgive you, you will obey me in everything." Ignoring the pain in Ye Xun's eyes, Zhixin said decisively.
"Then I would rather you never forgive me for the rest of your life!" Ye Xun yelled at her again, tears sliding down the corners of his eyes.
A man doesn't shed tears easily, but he hasn't reached the sad point yet!
Seeing Ye Xun like this, Zhixin's heart tightened. Is he really sad? Can she really think so?
How much Ye Xun's embrace made her miss her. How many times had she leaned in his arms with peace of mind? Could she continue to have it in the future?