Yu Jingchen naturally noticed her subtle movements, so he continued, "Was it something you asked for, or did they give it to you? If they gave it to you, then why would they give you this kind of medicine? Have you ever thought about it? If you asked for it yourself, do you think an ordinary person would dare to give it to you? Even if someone had the guts, why would it be a medicine that doesn't kill, isn't that just an unnecessary step?" he said.
Nan Zhiyùn sat where she was and didn't speak. This medicine…
Yu Jingchen placed his hand on Nan Zhiyùn's head. "Yùn'er, it's not that I want to do anything, but someone is currently using you for something. So... no matter if you truly hate me now or not, please don't just blindly believe what others say, okay?" Yu Jingchen only hoped that Nan Zhiyùn could give him a basic level of trust.
"Get out…" Nan Zhiyùn's voice was a little hoarse and weak, making anyone who heard it feel pity.
Yu Jingchen didn't move, but Nan Zhiyùn's impatience was already obvious. She pushed him away, and the blade landed directly on Yu Jingchen's wound. Yu Jingchen let out a muffled groan; it was indeed an unusual pain, and blood quickly seeped through. Kuaishu Pavilion.
Nan Zhiyùn was actually afraid, but she didn't show it very obviously. However, for the current Yu Jingchen, he understood Nan Zhiyùn well enough that any small movement she made couldn't escape his eyes.
"Yùn'er is still afraid, isn't she?" Yu Jingchen asked her.
"Get out!" Nan Zhiyùn had lost her reason. She didn't want to see the person in front of her, so she directly picked up the pillow behind her and threw it at Yu Jingchen. This was the first time she had lost her composure like this.
Yu Jingchen's eyes dimmed. Perhaps due to his recent injury, his lips had turned pale. He slowly stood up. Nan Zhiyùn looked at his eyes, which were filled with intense hatred.
"Do you hate me that much?" Yu Jingchen gently curled his lips. He wanted to smile, but he found that he couldn't, not even a fake one.
"Yùn'er... I didn't kill your father. You said you have memories of your past life, and that I killed your father then... I'm sorry, I forgot. I don't have that memory, so I don't know the reason. But I know that this did happen in a certain timeline, and I am truly sorry to you. I don't know how to make amends, or perhaps no amends can ever be made, but... Yùn'er, even if you hate me, you shouldn't hurt yourself. It's not worth it." Yu Jingchen stood there and said these words.
"Everything that has happened to me now is your fault... You forced me into this state, so why do you still point fingers at me? Why do you restrict how I should live? You are threatening me, intimidating me, and imprisoning me..." Nan Zhiyùn poured out all the words from her heart. The little person, with eyes red and bloodshot, appeared so broken and wretched.
A pang of pain stirred within Yu Jingchen. To think that this was how he was perceived in Nan Zhiyùn's heart; this was what she thought of him...
Nan Zhiyùn looked at Yu Jingchen. Since entering the palace, her tears had not stopped, but such clear hatred was a first. Seeing the blood seeping from Yu Jingchen's chest, she suddenly felt that Yu Jingchen deserved it.
"Get out!" Nan Zhiyùn shouted again.
"If you don't want to see me, I can leave, but... don't let today's events happen a second time. Whether it's a threat or intimidation, you know that I can resort to any means to achieve my goals." Yu Jingchen reminded her for the last time. He wasn't truly threatening Nan Zhiyùn, but he was too afraid. If Nan Zhiyùn were to do something like this again, would she be so lucky? Yu Jingchen couldn't make any guarantees, so he could only adopt this approach.
Nan Zhiyùn didn't respond, just turned her head to the side. Yu Jingchen was silent for a while in the distance, then finally he got up to leave. However, as he was leaving, Yu Jingchen asked Nan Zhiyùn a question: "The child is gone, is this the outcome you wanted?"
After saying this, Yu Jingchen left. Nan Zhiyùn was left alone in the room. Hearing his last words, Nan Zhiyùn slowly reached towards her abdomen. Now, it was empty again, but why...
Nan Zhiyùn clutched her stomach, her fingers slightly curling. When she had swallowed that pill, she knew that no matter the outcome, this child couldn't be kept.
But... she couldn't keep it. She didn't even have the courage to live, let alone this child. So forgive her for making this decision.
Nan Zhiyùn leaned back on the bed. She truly didn't know what she should do...