“Qijin, that’s enough!”
Zhou Yue saw Wen Qijin’s increasingly harsh words and quickly went over to stop him, saying, “I believe Yijian knows his limits. You don’t need to say anymore!”
Zhou Yue was least willing to see them argue or develop any resentment towards each other.
They had been good brothers who grew up together since childhood. He hoped that this sincere and pure brotherhood could last a lifetime without being ruined by anyone!
Wen Qijin naturally knew how hurtful his words had been just now.
But he was determined to do this in order to make his good brother change his ways and turn back!
In the end, they shouldn’t lose their lives!
When Wen Qijin looked at Pei Yijian’s current state, he couldn’t help but think of himself.
Once upon a time, he was full of beautiful fantasies about love, so he supported Pei Yijian’s love for the princess. After all, she was the first girl that Pei Yijian liked.
Wen Qijin himself had a girl he liked as well, and he hoped to have a chance to love her. But what was the result? He almost got killed by the girl he liked!
A few years ago, they met each other in the martial arts world, and Murong Ting praised him for looking handsome in blue clothes. It successfully made him unable to forget about her, but she turned around and forgot about him, falling in love with someone else!
Wen Qijin no longer believed in so-called love now. Reality is inherently cruel, just like what he said to Pei Yijian just now, every word was true!
Now, even if Zhou Yue came forward to stop him, Pei Yijian’s face turned pale because of his words. Wen Qijin couldn’t help but continue, “Does he know his limits? If he knows, he wouldn’t dare to have thoughts about the princess!”
After that, no one spoke.
Zhou Yue hung his head, unable to deny that Wen Qijin was right.
Zhou Yue knew his own identity; he had never entertained thoughts of any princess or wealthy family.
They were nothing more than a puppet in the hands of the Emperor. They did whatever the emperor commanded, without any room for resistance.
Because while the Emperor cultivated and valued them, the Emperor also personally placed a peculiar poison on the three of them to ensure absolute loyalty and obedience.
Normally, they could live as if nothing was wrong, without affecting their health. But if they didn’t receive the antidote to suppress the poison every month, they would quickly succumb to its effects and die!
In this way, in order to obtain the subsequent antidote, they had to remain loyal to the Emperor. They dared not deceive or take shortcuts.
They had to diligently and wholeheartedly carry out the tasks assigned by the Emperor, risking their lives to demonstrate their loyalty, and each month, they would receive the antidote from the Emperor.
Pei Yijian naturally also thought of this point, and he was struck, freezing in place.
Wen Qijin’s words tonight were not something Pei Yijian couldn’t have imagined; he just didn’t want to think about them.
The chilly evening breeze brushed against his face, bringing him a sobering feeling.
He tightly pursed his lips, his throat dry and uncomfortable, unable to speak for a long time.
Because what Wen Qijin said is correct. Even if he wants to marry the princess, given his low status at the moment, he truly wasn’t worthy.
After a long pause, Pei Yi finally struggled to speak: “I will reconsider my relationship with the Twelfth Princess.”
He understands Wen Qijin’s good intentions.
Wen Qijin is also afraid that he will get too deeply involved, and if the princess ends up marrying someone else, it will undoubtedly have a greater impact on him.
It’s better to end the pain sooner rather than later, to make a clean break, so as not to experience the same pain of losing someone he loves, like Wen Qijin has.