His face flickered with the same warmth under the candlelight in those days.AhChu, I never actually changed. That expression wasn't too dissimilar to the one on his face all those years ago, when she came back to find him at his desk, writing. He was the one who broke all these promises made to her. He once swore to provide for her to protect her but alas he was the oathbreaker. She stayed through those eight years of agony with him in the jails of the Imperial Royal Capital. This woman was the only person who stayed by his side in when he was desperate and had nothing. Tears flowing and arms flapping, she pleaded aloud, "No! Please, Yan Xun, no."Yan Xun peered at her forlorn figure with an aching heart. She collapsed to the floor in a flurry of kowtows, and soon her forehead seeped red as her tender skin gave way to flesh and bone. It overwhelmed her entire being, and her previous notions of pride, self-worth, and dignity were thrown out the window. His hand hovered in front of his chest menacingly, like a glaring saber ready to draw blood, ready to swing down at any time to signal the firing of the arrows.Chu Qiao was awash with fear. She pivoted her head, only to meet the angry eyes of Yan Xun. A thunderous boom of the ballista echoed from behind.
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