"..."
This time, Shang Ruyi immediately understood.
A wave of bitterness surged in her heart, and her eyes slightly reddened — perhaps she had once felt relieved that Chu Yang had sent people to remove her from Yu Wenye's side, sparing her from facing that heart-piercing pain; yet, bringing her to Jiangdu Palace meant confronting everything here.
Including their final moments today.
After a moment of silence, she whispered, "Your Majesty, I — I am here with Your Majesty today willingly."
"..."
Upon hearing this, a ripple appeared in Chu Yang's slender phoenix eyes.
Willingly?
At this point, she could still utter the words "willingly." Did she not fear death? Not even the prospect of dying here with him?
He walked slowly to Shang Ruyi, sword in hand, looking down at her, "You, don't you dislike me?"
Shang Ruyi looked at him calmly and said, "Between people, emotions aren't limited to just liking."
"..."
