Yonglian: “Yan’er, you are the only wife I will ever have, and the woman I love most. I will never let you down.”
Song Yanxi: “Yonglian, let’s get a divorce!” Song Yanxi forced down the pain in her heart and spoke as calmly as she could.
Yonglian: “A divorce? Keep dreaming, Song Yanxi! You will be my wife, Aisin Gioro Yonglian’s, for the rest of your life. You’ll never escape this bond. Don’t even think about it!” The man before her had become colder than ever, all because another woman had come into his life.
Song Yanxi: “Having it is good fortune; losing it is fate. What’s mine will always be mine. If it isn’t, there’s no way I can fight for it. I won’t waste my time on something so pointless. Everything is fate, and nothing is up to us. I, Song Yanxi, accept my fate.” Though she spoke as if it didn’t matter, only she knew how disappointed she truly was.
Song Yanxi: “Yonglian, forget me! Just pretend everything between us was a dream.” Song Yanxi leaned weakly into Yonglian’s arms, her face drained of color and tears at the corners of her eyes. She used what little strength she had left to say those words.
Yonglian: “No! You can’t be so heartless to me. It took us so much to get where we are today. I’ve already forgotten you once. I absolutely cannot forget you a second time!”
[This novel is entirely fictional and unrelated to history.]
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