Yun Chi's heart was moved beyond measure upon hearing her words, tumultuous like the tide, and he held Hua Yan tightly, unable to calm himself for a long time.
Whether it was the open and covert struggles after the imperial order of their forced marriage, his self-reflection and guilt after the order was rescinded, or when he brought her, severely injured and barely alive, from the Poisonous Insect King Palace, and cared for her personally during her unconscious state; or when he, as the Poisonous Insect King, exchanged his life for her promise, and so forth, over such a long time, he had never dared to expect she would treat him this way.
All he wished for was her standing by his side, accompanying him, just as he said—the path of an emperor was too lonely. Only she suited him; no one else could replace her. In this life, she belonged to no one but him.
This was a fate he had insisted upon, but he had never thought that afterward, she would give him so much.
