The Prince Wants to Assassinate Me Every Day-Chapter 957 - 541: Song Yanqing’s Heartfelt Confession: I Love You (First Update)
"Previously, I was too presumptuous," Xiao Jinxing explained, "I thought..."
An Ning looked at him indifferently.
There seemed to be a smile on her lips, a faint smile, as if she couldn’t even muster the strength to hate anymore.
It was so powerless.
So hopeless.
Xiao Jinxing lowered his eyes.
Forget it.
What could he say?
No matter what he said, An Ning would think he was lying to her.
To An Ning, indeed, he had never given her a sense of security.
Now, being so despised by her, was only natural.
He said, "You’re drunk, go rest early."
After speaking, he turned around and left.
He no longer allowed himself any fantasies.
And his departure didn’t cause An Ning any emotional fluctuation.
His unfinished words.
She wasn’t interested.
She just watched Xiao Jinxing’s back, tall and dignified, such a grand and slender figure, yet suddenly she felt loneliness and desolation.
She lay back on the bed.
Her eyes just looked at the luxurious canopy in front of her, and tears rolled down her eyes, soaking the pillow.
She suddenly didn’t know why she was crying.
Was it the sense of powerlessness in her life, or was it too much longing for Fu Xingyi, or something else...
...
General Mansion.
Xie Ruotong was carried back by Song Yanqing.
Gong Jingyi looked at their appearance, so shocked that the words on her lips didn’t come out.
She never even thought that someday it would be the son-in-law carrying the General back.
Considering the son-in-law’s frail body...
It looked surprisingly steady.
And from the back, the son-in-law’s figure was tall and straight, suddenly appearing somewhat majestic.
Gong Jingyi wisely didn’t disturb them.
Just watched as the son-in-law carried the General back into her room and then closed the door.
Song Yanqing placed Xie Ruotong on the bed.
Still, he couldn’t help but panting.
Xie Ruotong wasn’t actually heavy, of course, a bit heavier than the average woman, but seemingly within a man’s strength range, and yet his breathlessness, stemmed from his weak body.
Song Yanqing rested for a while.
He got up, ready to leave.
"Don’t go!" Xie Ruotong suddenly grabbed him.
Song Yanqing paused slightly.
He didn’t leave.
He just wanted to go out and have someone bring hot water, to help her freshen up for better sleep.
But at this moment, Xie Ruotong suddenly held onto him.
She actively held onto him.
He felt he couldn’t move a single step.
Song Yanqing sat by Xie Ruotong’s bedside, looking at her rosy cheeks, observing her somewhat rapid breathing, and fondly said, "Alright, I won’t go, I’ll stay with you."
Xie Ruotong heard the voice, drowsily opened her eyes.
The eyes no longer as cold as usual.
He seemed to see a trace of passion in her gaze.
Song Yanqing’s Adam’s apple bobbed.
Involuntarily, he felt a pulse of indescribable impulse.
He looked away.
Xie Ruotong’s every move, every smile could easily make him fall, even lose control.
"Song Yanqing," Xie Ruotong suddenly called him.
"Hmm." Song Yanqing’s voice was a bit low and hoarse. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
Even though he very hard tried to suppress it.
"Do you want to sleep with me?"
"...Cough, cough." Song Yanqing almost choked on his own saliva.
At this moment, because of Xie Ruotong’s words, his blood boiled!
The difference between Xie Ruotong before and after drinking was so vast.
He was afraid he couldn’t restrain himself.
"Don’t you want to?" Without receiving Song Yanqing’s answer, Xie Ruotong asked again.
"No," Song Yanqing said, trying hard to stay calm, "I’m afraid you wouldn’t be willing."
"I really don’t quite want to..." Xie Ruotong murmured.
Song Yanqing finally understood what it meant to feel fire and ice at the same time.
A moment ago he was passionate and eager.
The next moment, a bucket of cold water drenched him, chilling him to the bone.
"I would think of you and Xie Ruilin being together, Xie Ruilin even gave you a child." Xie Ruotong whispered.
The one who once said he’d repay the life-saving grace by dedicating his life, who promised to only marry her and take no concubines, eventually let her down.
"I’m sorry," Song Yanqing apologized.
His voice also turned somber.
If he hadn’t mistaken someone else, if he hadn’t wrongly believed Xie Ruilin, he and Xie Ruotong wouldn’t have ended up like this, with their relationship full of holes.
It was all his fault.
His stupidity, causing Xie Ruotong so much pain.
He held her hand, as if tightening his grip.
"Xie Ruilin’s miscarriage has nothing to do with you," Song Yanqing explained.
There seemed to be an unspoken understanding between them, never bringing up the past, even if it was a thorn stuck in their throat, fearing it would hurt their already precarious relationship.
Yet, unexpectedly, Xie Ruotong brought it up after drinking.
Xie Ruotong looked at Song Yanqing.
Did he know?!
Song Yanqing said, "Later, after returning from the border, I brought back my parents, renovated the Song Residence, called back the family’s former servants, and the mansion’s doctor. The doctor, perhaps unsettled by his conscience, confessed to me that the child Xie Ruilin was carrying had long been in distress and was forcibly kept with medicine but was actually a stillbirth. Xie Ruilin did this to frame you, that day, my mother misunderstood you, I misunderstood you."
When he heard the doctor’s confession at that time, it felt like his heart was being cut by a knife.
He realized that what he owed Xie Ruotong could never be repaid in this lifetime...
"I’m sorry," Song Yanqing suddenly apologized again.
As if aside from apologizing, he couldn’t find any words to express his guilt.
"It’s all in the past," Xie Ruotong’s eyes were red, her voice murmured, as if relieved.
In fact, since she killed Xie Ruilin and took revenge on Song Yanqing, everything between them had been erased.
Even if it occasionally hurt to remember.
But it wouldn’t trap her in the past, refusing to move forward.
"Ruotong, let’s really start over," Song Yanqing mustered up his courage, confessed.
He didn’t know how aware the drunk Xie Ruotong really was.
He feared that after today, words he could no longer speak.
Xie Ruotong didn’t answer.
She bit her lip lightly, observing Song Yanqing’s tension and anticipation.
Hatred could be wiped clean.
But love, can it really start anew?!
"I love you," Song Yanqing’s voice was real, choked with emotion.
"You are the one I’ve loved from beginning to end, never Xie Ruilin. Even if I mistakenly thought she was my savior, I was still drawn to you, I still fell in love with you uncontrollably."
"The day I lost you, I truly felt my whole life had collapsed. I have no idea how I survived all these years, how I kept myself from falling apart when I saw you with Lin Qianyu!"
"You don’t know how lucky I felt to be by your side when you were drugged, even if I lost half my life! You don’t know how grateful I am that we could still become husband and wife!"
Song Yanqing tightened his hold on Xie Ruotong’s hand, "I will never let go again, even if, you refuse me now!"
