Chapter 1289 - Can You Still Not Forget Him? (1/2)
“I’m begging you, please… Please marry Shi Xiaoxiao.”
Xuan Ying felt as though someone had plunged a knife straight into his heart, separating his bone from his flesh.
Love was supposed to be the best cure for sorrow in the world. But was it not also the sharpest weapon in the world sometimes?
She said that it was fine since she had already forgiven him. But she hadn’t actually forgiven him. She just didn’t want to hear him out anymore.
She didn’t want to hear his explanation.
She didn’t want any mention of that night three years ago at all.
She didn’t want to have any connection with him at all.
Xuan Ying knew that from this moment on, it really was over between them.
“Lingling…” His dry lips moved as he called out her name.
Xia Ling smiled through her tears and said, “What? Do you need me to beg you on my knees? Is that what you want from me?”
Thud. Xuan Ying looked on as she lowered her delicate body to the ground and knelt down in front of him.
She was kowtowing to him.
Bloodshot eyes were frozen before he fell to one knee in front of her. “Lingling, don’t be like that. This is worse than if you would just kill me. Isn’t it just a matter of marrying Shi Xiaoxiao? I’ll promise you then…
“Mu Mu is my biological daughter. I’ll definitely save her, so don’t worry.”
As he spoke to her in a low, hoarse voice, the only thought in his mind was that this was probably the last time he would be able to speak to her.
In contrast to his anguished expression, Xia Ling was expressionless as she wiped her tears away. “Silver Mask King, thank you. I’ll be waiting for Mu Mu’s safe arrival here.”
Xia Ling got up and returned to her room, shutting the door behind her. After she left, Xuan Ying shared at the shut door for a long time, his tall, unmoving figure akin to a statue.
“Master,” Ah Zhou spoke in a low voice.
After a long time, Xuan Ying finally replied. “Call General Shi. I’ll get married five days from now.”
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The news of the Silver Mask King Xuan Ying and General Shi’s daughter, Shi Xiaoxiao, finally tying the knot spread around Country A at the speed of light. On this particular night, Xuan Ying stood in front of the window in a black coat, staring at the boundless view of the night sky.
At this moment, Lu Yeming walked down from the stairs. It had been a long time since Xuan Ying had seen Lu Yeming, who was in a black shirt and black trousers today. His beautiful face was calm and glowing slightly.
Lu Yeming walked over to Xuan Ying’s side. The two most influential men in Country A stood side by side, emanating a powerful aura.
As Lu Yeming stuck one hand in his pocket, his deep eyes were fixated on the night view through the bright windows. “You’re really going to marry Shi Xiaoxiao?”
Xuan Ying’s thin lips curved upwards. “Yes.”
After a few seconds, he continued, “It’s to repay her. I’ve owed her too much.”
With that, Xuan Ying glanced sideways at Lu Yeming and asked, “Have you owed anyone before in your life?”
Someone he owed…
Without any change in expression, he said, “Just one person.”
Shaking his head slightly, Xuan Ying chuckled softly. “The coronation is tomorrow, so congratulations… Your Highness.”
With that, Xuan Ying turned and left.
…
Lu Yeming stood in front of the full-length windows and looked at Xuan Ying’s limousine disappear into the distant night.
At this moment, a maid spoke up in a soft voice. “This flower was picked from the garden by Miss Jun when she was still here. Who would’ve thought that it would bloom so vibrantly after just one month?”