"I'll live well. I'll keep living," Gao Hanshuang's pale, chapped lips split as she spoke, seeping tiny traces of blood. "I'll stay alive so I can take revenge."
Chu Zhenghong knew of her vengeance and her hatred, but he couldn't explain. He couldn't explain anything.
All he could do was let this sword of hatred pierce his heart, little by little.
With his father on one side and his beloved on the other, and no way to choose between them, he could only hurt himself.
"What do the throne and the realm matter? Even if she wants my life, I'll give it to her."
They had once been so happy, so blissful.
But even the most beautiful things have an expiration date.
The splendor faded away, and the heart turned to ash.
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