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"Aren't you going to avenge your family and your country?"
His voice was free and easy, just like him, brimming with youthful confidence. Yet every word struck home.
Yun Gu knew who he was.
There was once a young man, astonishingly talented, whose name was Qi Yuheng.
The son of the former prime minister of Chu.
Unfortunately, the prime minister of Chu fell from power, and his entire family was slaughtered.
"How am I supposed to get revenge?"
She had been used and injured by that person, confined to the cold palace, and poisoned.
"You can barely protect yourself. Why bring a burden like me along?"
Their circumstances were not quite the same, but the words he spoke sounded relaxed and carefree.
"Have you heard of things reaching an extreme and then turning around?"
"One big 'useless person' bringing along one little 'useless person'. Doesn't that work out perfectly?"
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Only later did she learn that it hadn't been idle chatter.
Qi Yuyan was arrogant, with the kind of pride that looked down upon the world.
Though his family had fallen into ruin, he had an army of thousands hidden behind him.
"Are you sure you're just the son of a prime minister?"
With the enemy at the gates, he stood at her side in his battle armor, his dark hair tied high.
He spoke with casual ease.
"Do you like it? Your betrothal gift."
Only later did she learn that the realm he carried on his shoulders had never really been a kingdom. It had always been Yun Gu.
Theme: Turn your song around in the depths of despair.
