Chapter 271:
It’s just that the man will eventually ascend the Imperial Throne, and his family’s younger sister could make such a fuss over a concubine.
In the future, facing a palace full of imperial consorts…
Xie Yanyu frowned slightly, but still answered his younger sister’s words. He said, “Apart from his success in court politics, everything else about him is not good.”
Specifically, regarding Xie Yanyu’s feud with Lu Ziyan, he didn’t know the details clearly.
However, it was obvious on the surface that the man was not doing well.
Under his younger sister’s gaze, Xie Yanyu continued, “He is just past twenty, yet his temples already have white hair. He is emaciated, with a pale complexion. No matter how you look at it, he doesn’t seem like a young general galloping on the battlefield.”
…He looks even older than Pei Changqing.
These words, seeing his younger sister’s eyes suddenly redden, he ultimately didn’t say them.
The room was quiet for a few breaths. Xie Wanning lowered her head and stared dazedly at the child in her arms, her whole person carrying a rare trace of sorrow.
In her past life, after marrying into the Lu Family, she was always melancholic, rarely even smiling.
In this life, after recovering those memories, she never let herself fall into such emotions again.
Toward Lu Ziyan, at first she only felt hatred, annoyance, and exhaustion.
Later, that hatred and annoyance gradually turned into being moved and… pity.
But she thought, how could the arrogant and bloodthirsty Lu Ziyan need anyone’s pity.
He was the one who never let others go; no one ever let him go.
To make him let go of Pei Yuqing, she ran away.
Before running away, Xie Wanning had thought about it.
She thought Lu Ziyan would surely be greatly devastated.
As he said, he would live like a walking dead, no longer having that carefree and unrestrained spirit.
But it didn’t matter; time was the best medicine for healing wounds.
No one would truly be unable to live without anyone else.
She had loved him so much back then, but after dreaming of the tragedy of her past life, she also knew how to sever emotions.
Once it touched on life and death, all love and hatred became passing clouds.
If one or two years weren’t enough, then in three or five years, he would eventually forget her.
In her past life, he died on the battlefield; in this life, having learned those lessons, he would surely know to avoid danger…
He would be fine; everything would slowly return to normal.
She had already prepared herself, but when she truly heard that Lu Ziyan had turned gray-haired in youth and become emaciated due to her death, she still felt very bad.
“Are you going back to the capital?” Xie Yanyu said, “After this incident, he should have learned his lesson and dispelled his killing intent toward Changqing…”
“I’m not going back.” He wanted to say something more, but Xie Wanning was already shaking her head: “The fact that I remarried someone else is a thorn in his heart forever. Moreover, he will be the emperor in the future. I… I don’t want to enter the palace.”
Whether as an empress or an imperial consort, she didn’t want it.
Compared to being a caged bird in fine clothes and jade food, Xie Wanning would rather stay in this remote small town, being an independent and free person.
Moreover, now it was her death that made Lu Ziyan immersed in grief, forgetting the reality that she had married someone else.
Once she returned with the child in her arms, she had no doubt he would be overjoyed, reborn, grateful to the heavens.
At first, they would set aside past grievances, being all lovey-dovey, sweet as honey. He wouldn’t have other imperial consorts; he would stay by her side day and night.
These were beyond doubt.
But they were still so young; he was only twenty, and life had just begun.
Once the joy of lost and found faded, their life would return to dullness.
Those old cracks would reemerge.
She had married another man—this fact, Lu Ziyan probably hated it to his bones; how could he truly forget it completely.
