The more times she rejected him, at first he might have felt sad and upset, but a person's ability to withstand blows improves continuously.
Take him, for example. Perhaps he should thank her indifference, for her repeated rejections had transformed his once fragile heart into something much stronger.
He once wondered why she was rejecting him, puzzled by the barrier between them, but just now, he understood. On one hand, he found her reasons for rejection laughable, but on the other, didn't his heart ache for her?
Just then, Fengsu's figure swayed, then he lunged forward, his weakened body pressing down on Yun Ge's shoulder.
Yun Ge was startled, about to push Fengsu away, but saw Fengsu half-leaning on her, his tall and slender body gradually sliding down.
"Marshal, she..." So poisonous!!
Before he could finish his words, he spat out a mouthful of dark brown poisoned blood, his handsome face covered in cold sweat, yet his skin was deathly pale.
