Back then, Yurou risked her own life to save him! And that scene was something he could never forget to this day!
If the world hadn't said that Bai Yue had admitted it himself, then he would never have believed that Yurou would do such a thing!
But since Bai Yue said it, how could it be false!
"Your Highness," Shen Yurou laughed sadly. She slumped on the ground with a bitter smile on her lips, "I really don't know about this matter. I only know that my mother did find her sister back then. As for
I don’t know why…”
There were tears in her eyes, and she looked really shameful, which was really unbearable.
Ye Moling still pursed his lips and said nothing. His handsome face was tense and he stared at Shen Yurou suspiciously.
Maybe this time, he doesn't know if he should trust her...
"It doesn't matter if Your Highness doesn't believe me," Shen Yurou smiled and stood up, the blood on her face faded away and turned pale, "After all, I have lived for you, Prince, and you don't even believe me anymore.
Then my life is meaningless."
Wow!
Shen Yurou suddenly drew out her long sword. The blade was sharp and reflected a cold light in the sunlight.
The sword in her hand stabbed her lower abdomen fiercely, with determination and a trace of reluctance in her eyes.
At that moment, the string in Ye Moling's mind seemed to be broken, and his steps reached Shen Yurou uncontrollably, and his big hand tightly grasped the sword in her hand.
The sharp sword blade cut through Ye Moling's palm, but he seemed to be unconscious, his whole body was trembling, endless panic invaded his heart, and his eyes were filled with panic.
"What are you doing?"
Shen Yurou closed her eyes and let two lines of tears flow from the corners of her eyes. She finally let go of her hand and dropped the long sword in her hand: "Prince, you shouldn't stop me. If you don't believe me, why don't you let me go?"
Death? Without you, life would be worse than death for me."
Her voice was filled with despair and sorrow, which stung Ye Moling's heart severely.
He raised his hand and pulled the person in front of him into his arms, holding her frail body tightly.
"I'm sorry, Yurou, I'm sorry..."
Blame him!
It's all his fault!
He shouldn't doubt a woman who would risk her life for him.
As soon as he thought of the determination in Shen Yurou's eyes just now, his heart ached, as if it had been torn apart by a hand, and the blood wouldn't stop.
But when Ye Moling didn't see it, a sinister light flashed in her eyes.
Shen Qingluan, you think you can take the prince away from me in this way, you are really ridiculous!
In this life, you only deserve to be below me, and you will never be able to surpass me in your life!
Shen Yurou raised her little face, her face was full of tears, she cried so hard that the pear blossoms were covered with rain, and she was extremely miserable.
Those tears fell on the back of Ye Moling's hand, burning hot and burning his heart.
"Your Highness, I really don't know why this happened. It was my mother who told me that it was my sister who wanted to marry you, so I agreed." Shen Yurou's eyelashes were stained with tears, and her voice was trembling, "Is it possible?
,Did I misunderstand my sister?"
Ye Moling lowered his eyes. Since there were so many rumors outside, it proved that those words were not necessarily wrong.
However, even if Bai Yue admits it personally, it is not necessarily related to Yurou. Maybe the Shen family saw that he was in trouble, so they wanted Shen Qingluan to marry him! From the beginning to the end, Yurou was buried in the valley!