Chapter 131 [VIP] Savior’s Gratitude (18)

Chapter 131 [VIP] Savior's Gratitude (18)

As the news of Miss Li's broken engagement spread, it wasn't long before another astonishing piece of news emerged from the Li household. It was said that the Emperor's own nephew, the esteemed Xiao Shi Zi, had arrived at their doorstep with a matchmaker in tow, seeking to marry the eldest Miss Li, the lady Nanyin.

Despite the fact that Miss Li from the prominent family had been jilted in the past, it was now common knowledge among the well-informed that she had actually been fortunate. Who didn't know by now that Lord Jin had some issues concerning offspring, and apparently, they were significant. Thus, being released from the engagement could be seen as a blessing in disguise – just look at how Miss Li's younger sister had taken the initiative to end her own engagement!

This incident, paradoxically, made many elderly matrons and grandmothers perceive the young lady as increasingly blessed. She seemed to carry an innate fortune that others could only envy but never attain. As a result, numerous families planned to wait for the scandal to blow over before enlisting matchmakers to inquire further.

After all, they were from the same social circle, and the Li family was indeed an authentic aristocratic household. Marrying Miss Li, the eldest daughter, would be a most desirable match.

Yet, to everyone's surprise, before the news could spread, Prince Xiao had already shown up at the Li residence with his entourage.

How to put it? When people heard about this, they were genuinely taken aback. Although there were rumors of Prince Xiao laughing and chatting with Miss Li outside the cosmetics shop, most believed it was just playful banter. With his carefree nature, how could he possibly be serious about marrying Miss Li from the Li family?

Moreover, who didn't know that Prince Xiao was an avid enthusiast of the pleasures of life, often found in the company of courtesans, particularly showing great affection for them? He had even caused quite a stir in Yanyun City years ago over a courtesan. So, how could such a man now be going to the Li residence in person with a matchmaker to propose? Had Prince Xiao truly reformed?

Then, the well-informed ones divulged that, indeed, Prince Xiao had changed for the better. Huh, didn't you know? In the recent uproar over the bandits at the Extreme Bliss Temple in Yanyun City, Lord Jin and Lord Zhou from the Supreme Court had taken the lead in solving the case.

However, Prince Xiao had also been present and played a significant role. It was said that he had saved Miss Li's life, which led to their fateful connection. A life saved naturally called for a vow of devotion in return. Wasn't this a delightful turn of events?

One couldn't know what others thought, but the key was the Li family's perspective. Would that Lord Li, who was fond of appearing cultivated, consent to this marriage?

In fact, the emperor had received news of Xiao Feihe's intention to propose even before he set out. Initially, he assumed it was just a childish prank and planned to give the young man a stern lecture about the seriousness of marriage. However, when he summoned Xiao Feihe, the boy unexpectedly took the opportunity to plunder his private treasury, arguing that, as an uncle, he should at least give his future niece-in-law a gift upon their first meeting. The emperor was left speechless but inferred from the youth's attitude that he was genuinely sincere.

Well, if he was sincere, that was good enough. As an uncle, giving a gift wouldn't hurt.

Yet, after pondering for a while and recalling the youngster's past mischievous behavior, the emperor feared that Li Mingru would chase his nephew away with a stick once he presented his intentions the next day. Without hesitation, he decided to issue an imperial edict to bestow their marriage, knowing that Li Mingru wouldn't dare defy such an order.

But the young man stopped him, saying that an imperial decree for marriage seemed insincere, as if forcing the girl into it. He and the girl were genuinely in love, so when proposing, sincerity was crucial, along with a personal visit. How could he take the easy way out by simply issuing an edict? Absolutely not!

Hearing this, the emperor relented. Slightly appeased by his wayward descendant's newfound sense of responsibility, he realized that perhaps a suitable wife was indeed necessary to guide a man into maturity.

Thus, the following morning, Xiao Feihe arrived at the doorstep with the matchmaker in tow.

At first, Lord Li greeted him politely but with a hint of detachment and perfunctoriness. Xiao Feihe rubbed his nose, feeling inexplicably guilty, probably because he had made too many excuses in the past, leaving his prospective father-in-law dissatisfied.

After exchanging pleasantries, Xiao Feihe got straight to the point, lowering his head respectfully and bowing deeply. His etiquette was impeccable as he said, "My lord, I apologize for any previous offenses committed by Feihe. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me, an inexperienced young man."

"However, I have come today with a specific purpose – to ask for your daughter's hand in marriage. The pearl that is Miss Li, like a bright moon, has captured my heart. After our visit to the Blissful Temple, my admiration for your eldest daughter has only deepened. I wish to marry her as my lawful wife and promise to cherish and protect her, ensuring she never endures any hardship. I humbly request your blessing, Lord Li."

These words were sincerely spoken, without a hint of pretense. As Xiao Feihao uttered them, his head bowed even lower almost involuntarily, and the back of his ears flushed with heat.

To openly confess one's admiration without reservation in such an open setting was indeed embarrassing. Despite his thick skin, he couldn't help but feel awkward standing before the father of the one he loved.

There was no choice; if any reckless spendthrift dared to cast covetous eyes on his precious daughter in the future, he would not hesitate to wield a stick in defense.

At first, Lord Li was oblivious, leisurely sitting on his throne-like seat, sipping tea. But when he finally grasped the implications of the young scoundrel's words, the tea suddenly lodged in his throat.

He couldn't swallow nor spit it out, and his aged face turned red from the effort to regain composure. Just as he composed himself, the sight of the person standing across from him fueled his anger once more.

"Well, you sly Xiao, I knew you had ulterior motives! Back then, you'd visit Lord Li's residence every other day to discuss flowers and Taoism, only to vanish halfway through our conversations. I thought you were simply leaving early, but it turns out you had this in mind all along!"

"You dare to harbor such thoughts? Do you really think my daughter is within your reach? Have you taken stock of your own reputation? I've heard rumors that you even have an illegitimate child. Are you suggesting my Yan Yan should marry you to educate your offspring? How dare you?"

The more Lord Li thought, the angrier he became. He had found something amiss before, but dismissed it, considering the prince's status. He wouldn't have dreamed of casting him out. Yet, who would have guessed that this was the prince's true intention? But did he not see his own reflection? With that tainted reputation, did he truly believe himself worthy of his daughter?

Xiao Feihe realized too late that he should have been more discreet from the start. He shouldn't have deceived people like that. Now, there was no chance for redemption.

He quickly stepped forward to clarify, assuring Lord Li that rumors couldn't always be trusted. He had no illegitimate children and had never dallied with courtesans. His notorious reputation was a result of his second cousin's actions. He had once held resentment towards his emperor uncle for his mother's passing, so he had indulged in self-destruction to make his uncle suffer. However, in the end, the one who suffered seemed to be him alone. Now, even marriage proposals were met with disdain. He vowed not to engage in such distressing matters again.

Xiao Feihao omitted certain more intimate details in his explanation. After this account, Lord Li's doubts were somewhat assuaged, and the anger in his chest subsided. So it seemed that this Prince Xiao was not as terrible as he appeared, huh?

He appraised the prince's appearance from head to toe. In terms of looks, this prince truly was outstanding; he would undoubtedly be more than suitable for his daughter.

In their prime, the Elder Princess was renowned for her peerless beauty, and her Prince Consort was a remarkable figure, exuding brilliance and charisma. As descendants of such an illustrious couple, their offspring could hardly be expected to lack grace or good looks.

Once upon a time, the sight of Prince Xiao had only evoked a sense of carelessness and unconventionality. His notorious reputation had subconsciously overshadowed his good looks. But now, as he stood before them in a snow-green, straight-collar robe, adorned with exquisite embroidery and a broad belt embossed with spiderweb patterns, from which hung a lustrous jade pendant of exceptional quality, it was clear that one's appearance truly mattered, just as a horse is judged by its saddle. This transformation presented Prince Xiao as a man of tranquil grace, with impeccable manners and conduct that bespoke of an elite upbringing. Gone were the traces of his former rakish and cynical demeanor.

A dashing young gentleman like him would likely have bold lasses throwing handkerchiefs at him as he strolled through the streets.

Lord Li scrutinized the young man from head to toe, his brows knitted in consternation. The more he observed, the more he realized he might have misjudged the situation. He pondered that, looking at it from this perspective, the proposed marriage wasn't as unacceptable as he initially thought.

But he still needed to consult Lady Li. In the Li household, decisions regarding their daughters' marriages had always been in her hands.

Thus, Lord Li requested an audience with Lady Li. Upon hearing the proposal, she nearly twisted off Lord Li's ear in anger. Had this old fool lost his senses? What kind of absurd thoughts were these? To even consider marrying their daughter to the city's despised playboy was out of the question!

Their family had not sunk so low as to sell their daughter!

Lady Li, naturally, was unwilling to consent. However, after hearing the circumstances and conducting further inquiries and observations, her impression of Prince Xiao gradually changed. Her initial reluctance softened significantly, thanks to the prince's persistent efforts.

If this man proved to be less undesirable than rumored, he could indeed make a suitable husband.

After all, she knew her daughter best. From what she observed at the Blissful Temple that day, there seemed to be a spark of affection between these two young hearts.

Thus, Lady Li softened her stance, stating that if her daughter consented, there was no reason why this marriage couldn't proceed. With this, virtually no one in the Li household had objections.

It had been many days since such positive news emerged from the Li residence. Lady Li was genuinely pleased today. In her joy, she rewarded all the maids and servants, filling the estate with an atmosphere of merriment.

...

In the lotus-filled Courtyard of Fuju, Li Qingruo was still immersed in the sorrow of her broken engagement. Upon suddenly hearing the news that Prince Xiao had come to propose marriage, she, in a momentary lapse, accidentally shattered a vase on the antique shelf.

She couldn't even hear what her maid was saying beside her.

Li Qingruo's thoughts became increasingly jumbled. Her eyelashes trembled as tears uncontrollably spilled from her eyes. She didn't understand, truly didn't understand, why everyone seemed to have fallen for Li Nanyan?

It felt like everything that belonged to her had been snatched away by Li Nanyan – Jin Yanli was like that, and so was Xiao Feihao! Didn't they all once declare their affection for her?

She was the one who had met them first, wasn't she?

How could things have ended up like this?

Li Nanyan had everything she could ask for – the love of her parents, the dignity of being a legitimate daughter, and the affection of everyone in the Li household, even the servants who fawned over her. Now, Jin Yanli also liked her. He was willing to announce that he would never bear children in his lifetime rather than marry her, his betrothed. Why did everyone seem to be drawn to her?

And Xiao Feihao... He had once been so fond of her. How could he so effortlessly marry another woman after turning his back on her?

Was all his previous affection for her fake?

Didn't he like her? Didn't he approach Li Nanyan because of her? Why couldn't one's affection for someone remain constant? Why did feelings change?

And why would you change your heart now of all times?

In her current state of ridicule and vulnerability, she had fallen to this. Yet, Li Nanyan could marry into the prince's residence with grandeur, becoming the one and only princess consort!

What exactly is the basis for this?

She truly couldn't accept this. Tears fell from Li Qingruo's eyes as her fingers clenched tighter and tighter. Since she was young, she had always been fiercely competitive. She didn't understand why, despite being more accomplished, cleverer, more perceptive of others' emotions, and skilled at winning people's favor than Li Nanyan, why was it that...?

From the beginning to the end, she had been loved more than she could reciprocate. Was it simply because she was a concubine's daughter? Was it because of her low-born mother that she didn't deserve such affection? But hadn't her mother also said that she was no less than Li Nanyan? As both were their father's daughters, she was equal to Li Nanyan. If Li Nanyan could have something, there was no reason why she couldn't, and even surpass her in those possessions.

Now, however, she had become the laughingstock of everyone, and she was about to marry into the prince's residence. How could she possibly accept this? She truly wasn't willing to accept it!

Li Qingruo composed herself, a subtle resentment stirring in her heart. Wiping away her tears, she vowed that if he wouldn't let her live in peace, neither would she.

...

Nan Yan hadn't anticipated such efficiency from him. He had indeed come to propose marriage the very next day. After breakfast, as she strolled through the peach blossom garden behind the artificial mountain, admiring the flowers and entertaining a green parrot, a pair of long, slender hands suddenly covered her eyes from behind.

Startled, Nan Yan spun around and, recognizing him, couldn't resist pinning him down for a playful pounding. This man's audacity seemed to grow by the day; he dared to touch her so openly in broad daylight at the Li residence, without fear of his father having the servants beat him to a pulp.

"How did you manage to come here?" Nan Yan asked with feigned ignorance, her eyes studying him as he donned an outfit that exuded an even more aristocratic air, resembling a young master from a noble family.

Xiao Feihe couldn't hide the amusement in his eyes. He took her small hand and led her to sit behind a rockery. Then, from his sleeve, he pulled out a small red box about seven or eight inches in size. The box was made of exquisite huanghuali wood, intricately carved with cloud patterns. Xiao Feihe smiled at her, gesturing for her to open it.

Nan Yan curiously blinked and couldn't resist opening the box. Inside lay a letter of engagement written by him himself. As she picked up the letter, she noticed sixteen little golden toads arranged neatly beneath it, each in a different pose. Some had plump bellies, while others stood on one leg. She wondered where he had found such lively and charming trinkets.

Nan Yan's eyes sparkled with delight as she held the tiny toads, unable to put them down. This gift truly struck a chord with her heart; she adored items that appeared heavy and lustrous, especially those made of gold.

"Are they all for me?"

Upon seeing this treasure box, Nanyan eagerly embraced it, fearing that someone might snatch her little golden toad away. How could such an adorable toad not be likable?

Xiaofei He simply couldn't hold back his laughter. As if he had expected this, he playfully tapped her head and said, "Truly ignorant. A single character of this prince's calligraphy is worth a thousand gold. You overlooked my painstakingly written marriage contract, yet you noticed these warty toads. What good are your eyes?"

Nanyan huffed twice but couldn't help giggling. "What's wrong with warty toads? Didn't you say I have peculiar tastes? I like these glittering golden toads; the more, the better. Where did you find them all? Don't you dare go back on your word!"

Xiaofei He was utterly defeated by her money-hungry demeanor, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She had never looked at him with such delight. If he had known she was so easy to please, he would have given her the key to the prince's treasury long ago. Why endure all these complications?

Prince Xia pressed her head gently. "If not for you, then who?"

Then, he raised his eyebrows and laughed triumphantly, "This prince painstakingly scavenged it from the palace. Your imperial uncle, the emperor, said it was a gift for his future niece-in-law. Once you accept it, there's no turning back!"

Nan Yan huffed twice and lifted her gaze to look at him, her eyes sparkling with mirth, "As long as you don't bully me in the future, I won't regret it."

Xiao Feihe chuckled and drew her into his embrace, "When have I ever bullied you? Clearly, it's you who beats me up. Look at my slender arms and legs, there are still marks on my chest from your pinch. You were ruthless when you struck me. This prince gets beaten up every day without any chance to retaliate. How dare you say I'm bullying you?"

Nan Yan giggled, "That's what you deserve. Who told you to hug and kiss me all the time? If I don't beat you up, who should I beat?"

"Ai... This prince is really being wrongfully accused here. Who do you think is the one always touching and clinging all the time? Whenever I try to avoid you, I get beaten, but if I don't, I get beaten even more! My chest still hurts, and besides, when my beloved is in my arms, what's wrong with me gently stroking her waist?"

"Besides, I earned it fair and square. If you're unhappy, you can try your luck too."

As Prince Xiao spoke, he took her hand and drew it to his chest, pulling out a bag of still-warm pastries.

Nan Yan couldn't hold back her laughter anymore, her eyes curling into crescents.

Prince Xiao's heart melted at the sight, and he smiled as well. Picking up a soft, warm pastry, he fed it to her small, rosy lips, asking, "How is it? Delicious? There's more in my embrace. Do you want to try again?"

Nan Yan looked at him with bright, dewy eyes. She pressed her lips against his cheek, giving a resounding smack, then picked up the box of golden toads with a joyful smile. "I won't tease you anymore. I'm going to show these to Mother, let her see how capable I am to have won such a large box of gold. She'll definitely be delighted."

Xiao Feihao shook his head and laughed helplessly. It was clear that she was about to be coaxed away from him, the very treasure he cherished most. He reached out to touch his cheek, and it was moistened with a trace of crumbs from the pastry. Hmm, how careless of her. She hadn't even cleaned up properly before getting close to him. Did she expect him to savor these remnants?

But as he watched her figure disappear into the distance, the vibrant green of her skirt danced gracefully against the golden sunlight, forming a mesmerizing arc.

Beautiful enough to melt one's heart into a puddle of spring water.

Well...

He just couldn't help but adore her carefree manner.

Xiao Feihao watched the figure retreat until it vanished entirely from sight. Only then did he rise from behind the artificial mountain, brushing off the dust from his sleeves. With his hands clasped behind his back, he turned and was about to depart.

To his surprise, upon turning around, he spotted a slender silhouette standing not far away. Li Qingruo stood there silently, seemingly having observed him for quite some time. Her eyes were slightly reddened, with tears threatening to spill.

Unconsciously, Xiao Feihao's brows knitted together.

An odd sensation welled up within his heart.

It wasn't annoyance or dislike; rather, he was taken aback. What could Li Qingruo possibly want from him at this moment?

He didn't deny that he once had feelings for her, feelings that were distinct from those he had for Yanyan, but they were indeed genuine sentiments that faded away after numerous setbacks, eventually settling into a calm indifference.

No one decreed that loving someone meant being bound to them forever. Li Qingruo had saved him and shown concern, which had stirred his heart. However, their relationship was constrained by the constraints of reputation, preventing them from drawing closer.

His affection for her was like a moon in the water or a flower in a mirror, seemingly beautiful and ethereal, yet as illusory and fragile as a reflection. It wasn't entirely her fault; with his tainted reputation, it was unlikely any maiden would genuinely take an interest in him, except perhaps for those with less astute judgment.

After her engagement to Jin Yanli, he had even fewer opportunities to approach her. If she hadn't cried helplessly in front of him, if he hadn't been momentarily blinded, reaching out to Yanyan for her sake, perhaps he wouldn't now understand what it truly means to like someone.

Truly liking someone involves growing better alongside them, not demeaning oneself or engaging in hurtful acts for their sake. It's about mutual uplift, not self-degradation or causing harm to others.

Li Qingrou's complexion appeared somewhat pale, with her lips also lacking their usual color. She stared at him in a daze before stepping forward, her eyes now tinged with moisture. "You came to Li Manor to propose to her. Are you truly fond of her?"

Both of them were well aware of whom 'she' referred to.

Xiao Feihao nodded almost without hesitation. Though he was unsure about the reason behind Li Qingrou's visit, it didn't deter him from expressing himself clearly. He spoke calmly, "Yes, I genuinely like Yanyan and sincerely wish to marry her."

As he spoke, his tone was earnest and composed, even revealing a hint of warmth in his eyes.

Li Qingrou subconsciously clenched her fingers, her paleness intensifying. She pursed her lips, perhaps due to her recent lack of rest, which had cast a shadow over her demeanor, giving her an air of melancholy.

Her eyes suddenly lifted, gazing at him through teary eyes as she softly yet pointedly asked, "And me? Have you completely wiped out any affection for me?"

Xiao Feihao seemed taken aback, his expression pausing for a moment. After a brief pause, his body gradually relaxed, and he then inquired, "You know about my feelings for you back then, right?"

Li Qingrou instinctively replied, "I do. I also know that you approached her on purpose because of me."

"You wanted her to fall for you so she wouldn't bother Jin Yanli anymore. I've always been aware! You used to like me so much that you were willing to deceive Li Nanyan for me. But why can you so effortlessly marry her without any hesitation? Is it possible that you have no feelings for me left at all?"

As she spoke, her eyes brimmed with fresh tears once more.

Her eyelashes fluttered as she looked at him, her eyes holding a hint of embarrassment and helplessness, as if she merely wanted to confirm whether he had truly severed all feelings for her.

Xiao Feihao felt somewhat troubled, his brows tightly knitted. If it weren't necessary, he didn't wish to completely ruin their relationship. For one, she was Yan Yan's relative, so they would inevitably have future interactions. Secondly, Li Qingruo had saved his life before, making her his genuine savior. Although he wasn't an upright person, he couldn't be too ungrateful, at least not for now.

However, he couldn't understand why Li Qingruo would say such things to him. Back when she wasn't with Jin Yanli, she didn't seem to care about him in this way. So, why bother asking these questions now?

Aside from making her situation more awkward, there was clearly no benefit to be gained.

Xiao Feihao took a deep breath, then gazed at her. His starkly contrasting black and white eyes were unusually profound, the message in them particularly clear. Without any hesitation, he replied, "I'm sorry, Qingruo. I don't wish to dwell on the past. I hope you won't bring up such chaotic matters again, especially in front of Yan Yan. I don't want anyone to misunderstand. Besides, I already have someone I genuinely love."

Li Qingrou's tears almost spilled over instantly. She looked at him with a tinge of unwillingness and anticipation in her eyes, "What if I beg you? Please don't marry her, okay?"

"It's impossible."

Xiao Feihe almost blurted it out.

Upon finishing his words, he felt a subtle irritation rising within him. He rubbed his aching temples, feeling that this person before him had become too strange. He no longer wanted to engage in this entanglement with her.

Hearing this, Li Qingrou seemed momentarily stunned, but she quickly regained her composure. She turned away slightly uncomfortably and pulled out a handkerchief from her sleeve to gently wipe away her tears.

After wiping away the tears from her cheeks, she turned to him and offered a gentle smile, a genuine happiness sparkling in her eyes. "That's good enough. It matters that Prince Xiao is sincere."

She exhaled softly, appearing much relieved. Then, under his puzzled gaze, she explained, "Please forgive my attempt to test you, Prince Xiao. Your sudden closeness to Eldest Sister made me worry that you might take advantage of her. Now I understand that your feelings for her are genuine, and I can rest assured."

As Li Qingrou spoke, her expression grew even more tender.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Feihe was momentarily taken aback. However, he quickly regained his composure and shook his head, saying calmly, "It's alright. In that case, I'll take my leave."

"Wait… just a moment."

"I still have something to say..."

Upon hearing that he intended to leave, Li Qingrou almost instinctively reached out to grasp his sleeve, but he skillfully evaded her touch without drawing attention.

Xiao Feihao turned to look at her. "Is there something else?"

Li Qingrou glanced at him hesitantly, biting her lip. She slightly averted her face, a hint of dilemma reflecting in her expression. "Actually, what I said just now wasn't entirely false. I did have feelings for you before, but times have changed. It's best not to dwell on the past."

"However, could the Prince hug me one last time? Let it be repayment for the life-saving grace from before. From this moment on, we'll consider our affairs settled. Would that be agreeable?"

Xiao Feihe was actually quite hesitant. He didn't wish to embrace any woman except Yan Yan, especially since this person before him had a past connection with him. A certain intuition warned him that such an act would not be appropriate! Yet, she insisted on repaying her life-saving grace from before and erasing all previous debts. This made Xiao Feihe slightly indecisive.

After much deliberation, Xiao Feihe reluctantly agreed with a frown. "Fine, just this once. From now on, we'll have no more debts between us. No matter what you ask of me in the future, I won't assist you again."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Qingruo disregarded his reaction and rushed into his arms.

In that tight embrace, Li Qingruo's nose tingled with emotion. She had never imagined that the idle and unlearned prince's embrace could be so steady and dependable. He was even more considerate than Jin Yanli.

But why? Why had he never shown such concern when they were together?

He had never personally bought her pastries, nor had he ever nestled them warmly against his chest for her, let alone gifted her trinkets like tiny golden toads. Why? Why was he so different when it came to Li Nanyan?

If he had treated her with such tenderness and care from the start, how could she have resisted falling for him? Clearly, his lack of attentiveness proved his indifference, and thus, she had no reason to blame herself.

Li Qingruo's resentment had reached its peak. She hadn't considered that love is mutual. In the past, due to her reputation concerns, she had alternated between coldness and warmth towards Xiao Feihao. Seeking comfort in his arms during her lows, yet pushing him aside whenever her heart belonged to another. Even if Xiao Feihao was overly devoted, he was no fool!

Affection that went unreciprocated eventually wears thin. It wasn't a profound, unforgettable love they shared; their fondness had merely stemmed from a debt of gratitude for saving her life.

How could such a liking endure the test of time?

When Li Qingrou saw the approaching figure with joy in her eyes, and how she embraced the man she loved dearly, her expression froze. Their gazes locked onto each other.

Nan Yan's eyebrow twitched. What was Li Qingrou up to? Provoking her? As far as she knew, Li Qingrou didn't seem to have any feelings for Xiao Feihao. It was unexpected that she would hurt her own sister just for a man.

She had initially thought she needed Jin Yanli to expose this lie, but it seemed Li Qingrou had unexpectedly done her a favor. Nonetheless, it made no difference who did it; the outcome would be the same.

From the looks of it, Li Qingrou's disregard for sisterly affection indicated that the original owner's tragic end in the plot was also fueled by her stepsister's hidden actions.

The moment Xiao Feihao was embraced, he already wanted to pull away. This bizarre sensation filled him with an unprecedented sense of aversion and discomfort. However, the person persisted. Just as he was about to push her away, Li Qingrou in his arms said, "I know I'm at fault. When you liked me before, I hinted for you to get close to Li Nanyan. Now, I've been jilted and become a laughingstock, while she has become the crown princess. The world is unpredictable, and I deserve this."

"Yet, I must inquire, Xiao Feihe, were you genuinely in love with me back then?"

Apparently, he hadn't anticipated such a question, for there was a prolonged silence from the other end. After a while, his voice, calm and composed, replied, "Yes... I did truly love you at one point. I won't deny that. Had it not been for you, I wouldn't have actively approached Yan Yan. But..."

His words were interrupted by a loud thud behind him, as something heavy hit the ground.

The small red box that had been cradled in his arms fell to the floor, its lid cracking open. The collection of heavy, intricately designed golden toads tumbled out, scattering across the room. One of them rolled right to his feet, bounced once, and came to a halt.

In that instant, time seemed to freeze.

Xiao Feihao stood frozen in place, his face twitching slightly. In that instant, a chilling panic and unease surged from the depths of his heart, rapidly spreading through his limbs, paralyzing him. He was even afraid to turn around.

Yet, he still turned. He saw Nanyan standing behind him, still clutching the letter of engagement tightly in her hand. Her eyes were fixed on him, unblinking, tears having already silently fallen.

She must have been standing there for a long time, her complexion pale from the cold wind, her lips devoid of color.

Her dark eyes gazed at him silently, indifferent and devoid of any emotion, not even a hint of luster.

This time, Xiao Feihao was genuinely panicked. His heart was filled with an indescribable turmoil. His body trembled as he instinctively pushed Li Qingruo away from his embrace, then stepped forward to grasp her hand.

"Yan Yan, listen to me..."

Nan Yan instinctively took a step back and firmly pushed away his reaching hand.

"Stay away from me!"

She lifted her gaze to look at him, tears falling one by one from her eyes, yet her expression was filled with an unprecedented disgust and estrangement.

Xiao Feihe's fingers froze in place.

That disdainful gaze nearly suffocated Xiao Feihao; an inexplicable chill crept into his heart, making him feel increasingly cold until his fingers trembled slightly. Still, he refused to avert his gaze, stubbornly staring at her.

"Let me explain, okay? Yanyan..."

Xiao Feihao's lips quivered softly. His lips were as pale as his complexion, devoid of any hint of blood. At that moment, he had no time to ponder if Li Qingruo was intentionally manipulating the situation. His eyes were fixated solely on her.

He pleaded with a desperate look in his eyes.

"You can't... just dismiss me completely. Please listen to my explanation, I beg you, would you?"

Nan Yan gazed back at him, and as she lifted her head, the tears that had been brimming in her eyes uncontrollably rolled down her cheeks. With a strained voice, she asked, "Alright then, let me ask you this. Were you deliberately getting close to me from the very beginning?"

Xiao Feihe opened his mouth, intending to refute or explain, but found himself unable to utter a single word of defense. His anxiety grew, and he nervously gripped his sleeves without realizing it. After a long moment, he replied in a hushed tone, "…Yes, I did approach you on purpose at first, but later on…"

His unfinished words were promptly interrupted by the person in front of him. Her eyes reddened as she looked at him, her emotions on the verge of collapse as she yelled at him, "Shut up! I didn't ask for an explanation, I just wanted a yes or no answer!"

Hearing her voice, Xiao Feihe instantly became flustered. Guiltily and nervously, he looked at her, reaching out his hand, but then cautiously lowered it when he saw the disdain in her eyes, not daring to make any further gestures. "Okay, I understand. I'm wrong, I'll answer whatever you ask, please don't cry... Don't cry, okay...?"

His tone was so pleading, almost submissive.

Tears streamed down Nanyan's face once more. She hastily wiped them away and then asked him, "Alright, let me ask you this. Did you deliberately come close to me from the very beginning, all for the one you love? To ensure Li Qingruo could be with Jin Yanli peacefully, and also to drain me of the energy to pursue Jin Yanli so I wouldn't disturb their relationship anymore? Is that right?"

Her expression was a blend of despair and disbelief as she fixed him with an intense gaze, determined not to miss any flicker of emotion on his face.

Xiao Feihao's complexion paled when he heard this.

An unprecedented fear surged within him, and his eyeballs trembled uncontrollably from the terror. He was genuinely terrified, his entire body quivering with fear.

He didn't want to answer this question, hoping to evade it, but under Yanyan's unwavering, probing gaze, he found himself unable to utter a single deceitful word. All he could manage was to stammer out,

"..."

South Yan's eyes reddened instantly upon hearing the affirmative response. Tears cascaded uncontrollably down her cheeks. At this moment, her emotions seemed to have utterly crumbled. "Liar, you've been deceiving me from the very beginning. How could you? Do you think I'm foolish, that I'm easy to fool? Did it amuse you to watch me walk step by step into your trap? How could you treat me like this? How could you deceive me with such matters when I was at my most desperate? Didn't you know I'd be devastated once I learned the truth? I won't be able to endure it; I'll fall apart. How could you do this to me?!"

Hearing these accusations, Xiao Feihuo's own tears also began to flow uncontrollably. He felt as if an invisible thread was tightly tugging at his heart, causing a searing pain that spread throughout his chest, leaving him gasping for air. The pain was so intense that his entire body trembled slightly.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. Please don't cry... It's my fault, all of it is my fault. I'm despicable, deceiving an innocent woman for my selfish desires. Hit me, scold me, please, just stop crying, alright?"

"Your eyes will be damaged from crying, please don't cry anymore..."

He tenderly reached out, but his stiff fingers accidentally poked her cheeks several times, causing him to regret and fearfully roll up his sleeves to gently wipe away her tears.

"I was wrong, I truly realize my mistake. The most regretful thing I've done in my life is approaching you with deception. But my feelings are genuine, I sincerely like you, Yan Yan. Please believe me..."

Nan Yan's eyes were reddened. She lifted her hand and forcefully swatted away his reaching fingers, her eyes filled with grievance and despair.

"How can I possibly trust you? How would I know if you're deceiving me again this time? Your acting skills are so good that even after spending so much time together, I never realized you were lying to me. Xiao Feihe, I don't believe you anymore. I'll never believe you again!"

Nan Yan forcefully shut her eyes, her thick eyelashes dampened by tears, her eyes now somewhat swollen.

Her sobs had disordered her breathing, and her entire body trembled slightly. She then took a deep breath to compose herself.

Upon opening her eyes again, all traces of past affection for him had vanished. With her final words, she declared, "Our betrothal is null and void. From this day forward, do not seek me out. I will not marry you again."

With that, she hurled the letter of appointment at him – the very one he had painstakingly drafted, rewriting it numerous times until he deemed it perfect. The stiff wooden board of the document struck his forehead, instantly slicing open a small cut from which beads of blood seeped.

Yet, the pain on my face paled in comparison to that within my heart.

Xiao Feihao's tears also spilled from his eyes in that instant, a unbearable pain swiftly spreading through his chest. He held Nan Yan's hand tightly, pleading desperately.

"No, no, I don't want to..."

"Yan Yan, please listen to me, alright? At first, I lied to you, pretending to get close to you for Li Qingruo's sake. But later on, everything was genuine. All my feelings are true! I sincerely like you and want to marry you. My affection isn't fake. Please, don't treat me like this.

Xiao Feihao's eyes were rimmed with redness, his tears falling onto Nanyan's cheeks. He rushed forward, enfolding her in his arms. Veins popped out on the back of his hand from the force, and his voice became hoarse from excessive anxiety.

"Don't cancel the engagement, please. I like you, I genuinely do! Yan Yan, don't push me away, alright? I beg you, no matter how you scold me, hit me, or hate me, as long as you don't reject me, I'll do anything. Just forgive me this once, please? I'm begging you..."

His pleading intensified, his eyes reddening further with each passing moment.

Yet, Nan Yan reached out and gently pried apart his fingers one by one, then forcefully pushed him away.

Those pitch-black eyes, devoid of any gleam, gazed at him in silence with such distant and cold detachment, as if they had never known him before.

That unfamiliar gaze nailed Xiao Feihe to the spot. In just that one glance, his breath hitched, giving him an instant sensation of unbearable pain.

"Don't..."

His fingers, strained from excessive force, turned stiff as he clung desperately to the hem of her sleeve, refusing to let go.

Nan Yan, however, pulled away without hesitation.

"Don't touch me. The mere thought of you deliberately getting close to me for another woman, deceiving my feelings, makes me find our past nauseating."

With those words, she lost interest in even glancing at him and turned away, leaving in a daze.

Very well, this world should be nearing its end too.