The concubine's favorite? Break off the engagement and marry another prince, please respect you

Chapter 100

Lu Ziyan closed his eyes in pain.

His short life was really ridiculous. He thought he was smarter than anyone else. He was a master strategist, obsessed with gaming in the court, and played with people's hearts at will.

He already has his beloved girl in his arms, but others refuse to let him live a peaceful life. Constant assassinations and frame-ups force him to pursue higher power, fame and fortune.

He hid his weakness so well that no one could discover it.

Even the silly girl herself was deceived.

He always felt that he had arranged everything.

Those two women were from the second branch of the Lu family, and his Wanwan was the Crown Prince's Consort, so no one would dare to offend her.

As long as she wanted, she could ignore them and no one could disturb her peace.

The ladies of the Lu family, in order to make up for it, will only be more lenient towards her, and her life in the backyard will not be difficult.

But there are always things he can't predict, such as Liu Manrou's provocative behavior, and Lu Xiyao's cold words to her.

There were also several ladies from the Lu family who were pressuring him openly and covertly.

If it weren't for those dreams in which he was by her side and witnessed all that she went through, he wouldn't even know how much this girl had suffered in places that he didn't know about.

It was not until everything was beyond redemption that he realized what a huge mistake it was and what it meant to regret.

During those five years, he lived in regret day and night.

There were too many things to regret, and he regretted countless times, regretting why he didn't take people directly to the battlefield in the northern border.

Why did they leave her alone in the Lu family and let her stay in the ancestral temple?

The most important treasure should be kept within sight and within reach.

She was so innocent and had no guard at all, so how could she know that other people's kindness might be filled with deadly malice?

"Wanwan," Lu Ziyan stared at her and gave her a sad smile, "I really love you very much. No one will ever love you more than I do."

These words, which he once considered to be weak and infatuated, now felt perfectly natural when he said them.

The feelings are sincere and every word is heartbreaking.

But Xie Wan Ning got goosebumps all over her body after hearing that.

What a proud man he was! He never said a single word of love to them when they were at the height of their love during their honeymoon.

The most outrageous thing he had done was to hold her in his arms and kiss her over and over again. He was silent, but he wanted to leave marks all over her body.

At that time, she was still a little bit capricious. When she was annoyed by his kisses, she would kick and hit him. He would then hold her in his arms and bump into her again and again.

Many times, she was hugged so hard that she couldn't breathe, but he still wanted to kiss her.

But even though they were so close, he never said a single touching word.

He never said he loved her.

His love was also expressed vaguely in actions. Apart from his strong demands in bed, every time she felt that he was not indifferent to her, he would quickly do another thing to tell her that she was overthinking it.

But now, he told her.

No one would love her more than he did.

The person opposite had red eyes with tears faintly gleaming in them. Xie Wan Ning glanced at him and quickly turned away.

be terribly upset.

When she first confirmed that the dream was real, she was confused and hated it, but she was the only one who had those absurd memories.

She was like a hysterical patient, and those tragic memories belonged to her alone.

She kept those painful lessons in mind and wanted to stay away from him.

Faced with his questioning, I could say nothing and do nothing.

Because he was not the person in her dream, she could not blame him for everything.

But now, he also remembered.

Those dreams were indeed their shared experiences, not her fantasies.

The unwillingness and resentment that she had suppressed deep in her heart finally broke free and poured out.

But what did he say?
The person he loved most was her, and only her from the beginning to the end. On the contrary, the bullying and cold treatment that made her believe so deeply were not true.

He refused to tell her anything and hid everything from her, causing her to misunderstand, to be suspicious, to be sad and desperate.

In the end, he said none of that was true.

If these are the truth, then what are her resentment and pain?
She even lost her life for it!

Xie Wan Ning couldn't help but feel a sore nose, and she blinked quickly to hold back her tears.

"But I'm dead," she murmured, "It's meaningless for you to say this now, Lu Ziyan. The me who loved you was tortured to death by you step by step."

If you are depressed and mentally distressed, you will not live long.

In the end, he forced her to vomit blood and die.

This was what she got for loving him.

It was so tragic, how could she dare to look back?
When she said the word "death" so lightly, Lu Ziyan's eyes suddenly darkened.

"You didn't die from anger, nor did you die from depression." Touching the most painful memory in his heart, his hands on the table trembled uncontrollably, and his throat made a hoarse tone.

"You died of poisoning..." He could no longer hold back and held her hand tightly, "It's still my fault. I didn't let you beware of Lu Xiyao, so you fell into her trap."

Lu Xiyao!
"She poisoned me?" Xie Wan Ning was so shocked that she forgot to break free from his touch. After thinking for a while, her eyes widened a little bit, "Is it that bracelet?"

"Yes," Lu Ziyan nodded gently, "It's that bracelet."

He squeezed her stiff fingertips to comfort her, "Don't be afraid, I've made her pay the price. Anyone who has hurt you will never have an easy life."

"Impossible," Xie Wan Ning shook her head repeatedly, unable to accept this fact. She asked blankly, "Why would she want to harm me? I treat her like a sister, and I have never offended her. I have no conflict of interest with her. What reason does she have to kill me?"

She and Lu Xiyao used to be close friends who shared each other's secrets under the same quilt. Even if for some unknown reason the other party later had undisguised ill will towards her, she didn't believe that Lu Xiyao would really want to kill her.

The most cruel means that the boudoir girl had seen were to punish slaves and poison people at will...

Lu Ziyan held her hand tightly, his eyes red as he gave a sarcastic smile.

"She said she liked me."

"..."

Xie Wan Ning stared at him in a daze, her mind suddenly exploding.

"Ridiculous!" She stood up in shock, "She is your biological sister!"

"Yeah, it's ridiculous!" Lu Ziyan felt no better than her. He gritted his teeth and said, "But this is the fact that Lu Xiyao admitted herself. Not long after you and I got married, she knew that I was not Lu's biological child."

He has already eliminated all the crises he could think of.

He had been on guard against the women in the back house who might harm others out of jealousy, but what he was on guard against were the two women in the second house.

He could never have imagined that his younger sister, whom he treated as his own daughter, would be used by thieves for such a ridiculous reason to harm his life.

Before this, he had not found any clues.

"The bracelet contains the secret poison Qi Xin Yin from the Western Regions. It penetrates through the skin into the flesh and blood and merges into the internal organs. Apart from making you lose your appetite and unable to sleep well, there are no other symptoms. So judging from the pulse, we can only diagnose that it is caused by depression in the heart."

The bracelet contained a secret poison from the Western Regions. Under Lu Xiyao's guidance, she wore it day and night for more than a month.

Therefore, the cause of her death was not anger, and the days when she was bedridden due to a cold that never got better were not due to depression.

It was because Qi Xinyin's poison had penetrated deep into her internal organs. She was tortured by the poison and could not sleep or eat. She was weak and emaciated, and was just one straw away from death.

That straw happened to be provided by him.

The scene of her spitting out blood and never waking up again has been a nightmare that Lu Ziyan has had every time he closed his eyes for the past five years.

I want to go crazy thinking about it, and I hate it to death.

This is how I got the angina pectoris problem.

This problem seemed to have awakened as my memory awakened.

Lu Ziyan's face turned pale as a ghost due to the pain, but his eyes were fixed on her, not refusing to blink, with a hint of neurotic heat in his pupils.

He also stood up, leaned closer, and coaxed her softly, "Don't be unhappy. I made everyone who bullied you pay the price."

Xie Wan Ning had received too many messages and was already a little dazed. When he got closer, he still subconsciously stepped back.

Hearing his words, she was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "What about you?"

She raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her, "Don't you think that you are the one who is most responsible for my death?"

Even if what he said was true, he had his helplessness and his reasons.

But in her eyes, his cold treatment of her and his doting on Liu Manrou were indisputable facts.

She suffered real hurt. She saw with her own eyes that he praised another woman to the sky and their children to the sky.

Watching the woman showing off her happiness and sweetness in front of her from time to time.

He gave another woman everything he could.

Favor, offspring, status.

They were a loving family, while she was just the wife of the first wife who was not favored and had no children. She was arbitrarily locked up in the ancestral temple for several months without being allowed to visit.

Of course, these only made her give up, but did not cost her her life.

But can he escape responsibility for her death?
If he could be less self-righteous and do good for her, if he could give her more trust, not bear everything on his own, and reveal a little to her.

If she knew about his danger and his intention of arranging her into the family temple, would she not have let Lu Xiyao in? Would she not have cherished the little kindness Lu Xiyao gave her out of loneliness and worn the bracelet on her wrist?

If that were the case, she would not have fallen into such a plot and died in obscure circumstances.

Even if we take a step back, if he hadn't seduced her sister, Lu Xiyao wouldn't have been so jealous and hateful that she wanted to kill her.

In short, he cannot escape responsibility for her death.

Lu Ziyan thought so too. When he heard her question, he was not annoyed. Instead, he nodded in agreement with a strange expression on his face.

It seems like pain, like laughter, with a hint of madness.

Xie Wan Ning's heart trembled as she watched him say, "I paid a price, too."

"You know what," Lu Ziyan took a deep breath, smiled at her, and said gently: "For five whole years, every day you refused to wake up was a punishment for me."

Between life and death, she was the only one in his mind.

When the people could no longer wake up, he lived like a walking corpse, without any life except revenge.

No one except himself would know how he spent those five years alone.

Xie Wan Ning was already stunned. She blinked stiffly, and suddenly she remembered what he had just said. She took several steps back, looking horrified, "Are you crazy?"

crazy?

The smile on Lu Ziyan's face slowly faded, and he looked at her steadily.

"I've been crazy for a long time. Every day you can't wake up, I live like a madman."

As he said this, as if he was afraid of scaring her, he smiled again and said softly: "I have already punished myself. If you are not satisfied, I will let you deal with me, okay?"

"You deserve it!" Xie Wan Ning suppressed her fear and gritted her teeth, "You deserve everything. No matter how painful and sad you are, you deserve it. Even if you die, you deserve it!"

Every word was cold and heartless.

Lu Ziyan stood where he was, looking at the girl who couldn't wait to escape.

He suppressed his heartache and confessed everything. He felt like a pitiful creature, but her face was full of panic, resistance and fear.

No concerns.

No pain.

There was no sign of being moved.

She really seemed to not care about him at all.

Their past, whether full of resentment or deep love, has become a thing of the past for her and has returned to peace, leaving him alone in the story, living like a madman.

Lu Ziyan's face was as pale as paper. He slowly withdrew his outstretched hand, as if he could not bear it anymore. His body tilted and he supported himself on the table with his hands, barely maintaining his standing posture, but his eyes were still fixed on her.

He supported himself on the table with his hands and tilted his head to look at her. There were tears in his red eyes and flowing down his high nose bridge.

This was the first time Xie Wan Ning saw him cry.

He seemed to be crying before, either burying his face in her palms or in her neck.

And this time, he just looked at her, tears rolling down his cheeks.

As the tears fell, she pursed her lips tightly and felt an inexplicable surge of anger.

"Why are you crying? Are you feeling wronged?" She glared at him angrily, "You need to understand clearly that I don't owe you anything."

He owed her. No matter how difficult his reasons were, he still owed her.

She married him with love, but what she got in return was humiliation, betrayal, and death.

"Do you still remember how you treated me?" She smiled coldly, "On our wedding night, you told me that you would bring Liu Manrou into your house in a few days and officially make her your concubine."

Saying such things on the wedding night is like stepping on the face of a wife.

If he wanted to arrange for Liu Manrou to move into the second room, did he have to do it in a way that would hurt her?
Ultimately, it's because he doesn't care about her feelings.

She firmly and confidently believed that since she loved him to the point of being stupid, she should endure all the hurt.

He didn't need to worry about her, since she was a good and obedient silly girl.

Lu Ziyan's lips trembled. He tried to refute, but no sound came out for a long time.

Xie Wan Ning's smile turned even colder. "Later, when Liu Manrou got pregnant, how did you treat me?"

I've been explaining my past life recently and I'm exhausted from writing it. I put myself in Lu Ziyan's perspective and often wrote a long paragraph and then deleted and revised it, which was very time-consuming and laborious.

This is the most difficult book I have ever written. My previous sweet novel consisted of several thousand words, but this book's several hundred words are like squeezing toothpaste. Every line of dialogue and psychological description were very difficult to write.

Fortunately, the story of the previous life has been explained almost completely.

Before opening the book, when I was discussing the book's characters and plot with the editor, the editor said that the character of Lu Ziyan would be criticized badly, but those who like the character would also find it very exciting.

He is a character I created, I don’t hate him, his past life was really pitiful... I won’t spoil the plot for now.

Also, let me ask quietly, is it true that no one likes Lu Ziyan?