Where the Green Hills Long for Silence

I pursued the aloof prince for ninety-nine lifetimes.

In my first life, I died saving him from a blazing inferno.

In my second life, I died taking an arrow for him.

It wasn't until my ninety-ninth life that he finally remembered my name and agreed to marry me.

I thought he had finally developed feelings for me and was willing to accept me.

But when I was eight months pregnant, he cut open my belly with his own hands.

It turned out that he had remained unmarried all his life because the woman he loved had died, and he had sworn to shut his heart to love.

In this life, he learned that the only way to save his beloved was to cut the eight-month-old baby from my womb and use it to exchange their lives. So he married me.

I lay in a pool of blood, watching him hand the child that should have been mine to the life-exchange master, his expression tender.

"Be gentle. I don't want Yunyan to wake up in pain."

At last, I understood.

What aloofness? What shutting his heart to love?

I had died for him in life after life, and he had never once looked at me. It wasn't that he had lost his heart. He simply could not love me.

He even said, "Mo Yu, you'll be alive again in another life anyway. Give this life to Yunyan."

But he didn't know that with my womb removed, in my next life I would suffer unbearable pain, enduring the agony of having my abdomen cut open day and night.

Before my soul ascended, I told the System,

"If I die for him one more time, send me back."