The Time of the Legend's Return

The Emperor Xia shook his head. "I'm not driving you away. I'm asking you to leave this place. If you have nowhere to stay, I can arrange another residence for you."

Pu Surong stared at the Emperor Xia for a long while before saying, "I can tell that you've always hated me for leaving without saying goodbye back then."

As she spoke, she rose to her full height, her beautiful face serene. "You have reason to hate me. I don't blame you for it. Blame only the fact that when you and I met all those years ago, it was destined from the very beginning to be a doomed entanglement."

Her tone was cold and distant. "To be honest, if not for our daughter, I would never have come to see you again in this lifetime."

The Emperor Xia fell silent for a long time before he finally said, "All these years, there has never been a moment when I forgot you. Deep down, I was still hoping that you would return. But strangely enough, when you came back this time to take Qing Yuan away, I suddenly found peace. I completely let go as well."

After a pause, his expression grew even calmer. "Though it still hurts my heart, I believe that, in time, I'll be able to forget you from my heart bit by bit."

"Is that so?"

Pu Surong smiled unconcernedly. "Then I might as well be frank too. This time, I will definitely take my daughter and leave."

The Emperor Xia frowned.

But before he could speak, Pu Surong continued on her own, "Also, my offer still stands. I have a feeling that when you and the clan behind you can no longer hold out, you'll surely come begging me."

Then, she looked toward the eaves