This question is very tricky and I have no way to answer him.
Qi Xuan is not a simple-minded person. If he hadn't been drunk, he might not have asked such idiotic questions. However, I have been wondering whether Qi Xuan has known An Changting for too long, causing Qi Xuan to become like him.
She is equally innocent.
Yan Xiaoqing is a wolf, a greedy wolf. Even if I am willing to take a step back, he may not be willing to do the same.
This is the sad thing about pride.
Yan Xiaoqing is proud, and so am I, so we can only fill the gaps in our hearts by constantly biting, fighting, and competing.
So after that time, I fought with the mentality of dying together. But then I suddenly realized that Yan Xiaoqing could not die.
If he dies, my pavilion will also die.
I stopped at critical moments several times.
Seeing Yan Xiaoqing's confident smile towards me, I couldn't help but be curious.
The arrogant and cold-hearted Xia Yan, the invincible Xia Yan, the Xia Yan who showed no mercy to his enemies, the Xia Yan who was called a tyrant, the Xia Yan who was decisive in killing, the Xia Yan who would not give up until he achieved his goal... are all here.
where it goes?
And who is this timid and thoughtful Xia Yan now?
An Changting, once upon a time, I was not like this.
If I lose you, I can no longer lose my country. This is the final bottom line.
But what about now? I dare not touch a hair on Yan Xiaoqing's body, and I dare not hurt Yan Xitong even a hair. The main culprit for my defeat and failure - it's you!
Pang Xiu often chatted with me about daily life during his lifetime. Once he said to me that there are many kinds of wars. The battles on the battlefield are difficult to fight, but the battles in the heart are even more difficult to fight. If you are destined to fight a lot in your life,
No matter how difficult the battle is, please remember what I said: Only by defeating yourself can you defeat your opponent.
I asked him, how to defeat yourself?
Pang Xiu replied, patience comes first in all things.
I thought I had accomplished this, but unexpectedly, at the critical moment, I discovered that I had never accomplished it.
I can endure the physical pain, the death of people around me one by one, the invisible oppression, the cruelty of a knife sliding across life, the indifference of the world, but I can't endure the tearing pain of asking for something but not getting it.
, the hesitation of wanting to have it, but not knowing how to grasp it, the frustration of wanting to protect it, but not knowing how to achieve it without leaving any trace.
Maybe this is my fate - I can decide the direction of anything, but I can't control my beating heart.
Another night of fierce fighting, the two armies fought fiercely. In the end, Yan Xiaoqing and I were both injured. He was shot by an arrow by me. The arrow could not kill him, but it would cause him pain for a while.
As I watched him staggering around seeking protection from others, I seemed to see myself exiled on a desert island.
That look of greed for life and fear of death makes me feel happy. At least I am not alone on this road of fear of death.
There is no emperor who does not cherish his own life, and so do I, let alone Yan Xiaoqing?
Yan Xiaoqing's reaction told me that he also cares about something, and that is himself. Or... it is Changting, but I prefer to believe it is the former. I think I am too cruel, so cruel that I don't want others to have the right to love her.
But things went against expectations. The spies came back and reported to me that the arrow that hit Yan Xiaoqing was a highly poisonous one.
