The General's Darling Is Delicate-Chapter 119 - 105: Have You Made Up Your Mind?

Because of their close proximity, she could feel the changes in his body.

"Shh." A low, husky voice came from his chest, accompanied by the pounding of his heart.

Even his breathing was becoming increasingly ragged.

"Nuannuan, my childhood was not happy, each day was hard to endure, do you still want to hear?"

In his arms, the little body that had been stiff gradually softened.

She didn’t dare to look up, only gently replied, "Mm, I want to hear. Can you tell me everything?"

He was silent for a moment, then a muffled sound came from his chest, "Alright."

"Before the age of eight, I have no memories. The nurse... that is Madam Jing, said I was sent to enemy country as a hostage at the age of three, and was not brought back to Bianliao until I was eight.

As for why I have no memories, Madam Jing doesn’t know, and I don’t know either.

When I was very young, I asked my mother the reason, and she said people tend to selectively forget painful memories...

I remember, that was the first time my mother held me...

She cried, and since then, I never dared to ask again."

His voice was faint, low, calmly narrating the past events.

The little darling in his arms couldn’t help but redden her eyes.

Three years old, sent to enemy country as a hostage...

His suffering was far greater and more tragic than she imagined.

What had he gone through to make a child under eight forget everything upon returning to his country?

And after returning to his homeland, what he felt was not warmth, but even more harsh and brutal treatment!

That damned King, even without meeting him, Yun Chunnuan had no good impression of him!

The little fist resting against his chest gradually softened, becoming an embrace around his broad back.

Just a subconscious, subtle action, yet it made Yelyu Lie’s mind tremble.

The heartbeat that had finally calmed down began to pound fiercely again.

Yun Chunnuan was unaware.

At this moment, immersed in emotions of grief and anger, she had forgotten she was a little white rabbit that might be devoured by the big bad wolf at any time.

Slightly tilting up her exquisite face, she softly asked, "And then? After you returned to Bianliao, did that ugly Prince start bullying you?"

Yelyu Lie looked down and saw her reddened eyes.

In her deep black pupils, a faint mist covered, fragile and delicate like breakable glass.

He sighed softly, placed a gentle kiss on her reddened eyes, and tasted the salt of tears.

"Nuannuan, it’s all past now, don’t cry. If it hurts you, I won’t speak of it anymore."

Her tears made his heart ache.

He didn’t want to use his past to earn her sympathy.

What he wanted was honesty. Since the little darling wanted to listen, he spoke, yet it was not to make her pity him.

Yun Chunnuan sniffed, "I’m not crying, I simply feel sorry for you. Your father is no good! Why did he send you to the enemy country? He has so many sons, the ugly Prince is several years older than you, why was it you?"

This question, Yelyu Lie had pondered before.

As a small child, he felt full of hatred, he even once didn’t want to acknowledge his father.

However... father said he had no choice either. Yelyu Yao was the Queen’s son, his second child, also a minister’s son.

At that time, he was the best choice.

Life was already hard enough, Yelyu Lie didn’t want his heart filled with hatred.

So the little one let go.

Because his father gave him that little warmth, he just wanted to repay with all his passion.

But today’s conversation made him wonder if he was wrong?

He thought the man, deep as the sea yet full of helplessness, seemed different than he imagined.

Yelyu Lie sighed, "Maybe, because I’m too handsome. They’re all ugly, sending them as hostages would be unvalued."

Clearly still shedding tears, Yun Chunnuan was amused by his immensely sincere yet helpless words.

"You’re so narcissistic! How is that a reason to be sent as a hostage?"

"I don’t care, they’re all ugly anyway."

Holding the little darling, Yelyu Lie spoke like a child, "The ugly ones are always jealous, wishing they could beat me until I’m covered with injuries for satisfaction!

After returning to Bianliao, I didn’t even have three days of good life before being sent to the Queen’s place, supposedly to learn the rules. Actually, it was to be beaten every day!

That leopard-whip, you don’t know how painful it gets! Yet those scars can’t be removed! I protected this face...

For fear my mother would feel hurt, that whole back of mine’s scars came this way!

Damn it! When I first returned from the barracks to the Royal Palace, I went to find that damned thing and beat him up good!

Right in front of the Queen! She went to get the King, and I quit! Leading troops to fight, whoever loves to go can go!"