"You are not mine, and I have never been entitled to claim you, Zi Wei. My husband is the emperor, is Chu Yihan. In this life, I can only stay by his side until old age. You are my most loyal guard, but I have always hoped that you could have a life of your own."
Su Yingxue's eyes shimmered softly as she took Zi Wei from the Silver Moon Pavilion. She had sworn to cure him, to let him live a safe and joyous life like a normal person, forgetting those days of licking blood off the knife's edge.
Zi Wei shook his head, "I only want to protect you."
Protect her forever.
"That's not possible."
Su Yingxue patiently taught him, "You have already married Yue Lian; you are her husband. The person you should protect in this lifetime is only her."
"No, not her, you."
Zi Wei was very stubborn.
He wasn't one to speak grand principles, nor could he even express his own feelings. He could only use his eyes, stubbornly gazing at Su Yingxue.
He wouldn't leave her, not going anywhere.
