Chapter 1109 (2/2)

“No, I will truly regret if I marry him!” The corner of Fu Qingjiu’s lips curved into a self-deprecating sneer.

Fu Qingjiu waved her sleeve and turned around resolutely.

“Father, you don’t have to say anything more. I will never marry Murong Yang. Instead, Feng Ruqing will. I am kind enough to him.”

“Qingjiu!” Fu Yu stood up suddenly, his face had darkened even more.

“Do you remember when you fell into a drain when you were young? It was Murong Yang who had risked his life to save yours. A couple of years ago, as you were used to having your own way, you wanted to leave Haitian Kingdom. You have even shaken off the guards who were tasked to protect you. It was Murong Yang who had saved you from danger. Why did Old General Murong die? He had sacrificed his life to save yours!”

Fu Qingjiu stopped in her tracks when she was one step away from the door.

Every time Fu Yu brought this up, Fu Qingjiu’s heart would be flooded with guilt as if a needle had p.r.i.c.ked right into her heart.

“Father, I know… I know all this. If I have never met him, perhaps… if you force me, I will marry Murong Yang to return his favor.” Fu Qingjiu lowered her head, her hands balled into fists. After a long while, a wry smile crept across her beautiful face.

“However… because of him, I can’t do this! I could never do this!”

The young lady turned around slowly as her white dress fluttered in the wind. She smiled wryly, downcast in spirit.

“I don’t think that I should sacrifice a lifetime happiness to repay my debt of grat.i.tude. Father, could you bear seeing me marry someone I don’t love in order to return his favor? So much so that you have even hosted the flower banquet because of Murong Yang?”

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