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Under these circumstances, Qin Yi knew that even Li Qingjun herself would never agree to flee far away.
After all, she was a girl who had said, "Even a Princess would not do such a thing. Protecting the realm and keeping the people safe is my duty."
At a time like this... her "duty" outweighed her "dream," perhaps even her "love" for him?
The thought flashed through Qin Yi's mind, but he did not dwell on it. He had never believed such matters needed to be ranked in importance. It was as pointless as agonizing over whether to save one's mother or wife first if both fell into the water. Everything depended on the circumstances. When her homeland was in peril, putting duty first was only natural.
In fact, that sense of duty was one of the reasons he liked Li Qingjun. He ought to support her...
But the current situation was no ordinary one. He realized that if things continued like this, Li Qingjun might very well be buried alongside Southern Li. This was no longer a matter of whether to support her or not. No matter what, he would not sit by and watch that happen.
He was not Huang Rong, nor could he learn to be Huang Rong.
As he drifted in thought, he discovered that Li Qingjun had already collapsed over the stone table and fallen asleep. Qin Yi looked at the sky. The sun had only just set, yet she was exhausted to this extent...
He sighed, silently carried Li Qingjun to the bed, and tucked her beneath the covers.
Standing by the window, he stared into the distance at the fading sunset for a while. Then Qin Yi suddenly spoke through his