"I'm sorry."
At a time like this, aside from apologizing, Zhao Rucheng did not know what else he could say.
Before Helian Yunyun spoke, he had always believed he was right. He had always believed that what he did was a choice that had to be made, that the road he walked was one he had to walk.
But just as Helian Yunyun had said, had he truly considered Helian Yunyun's feelings?
Could he really not have discussed it with Helian Yunyun beforehand? Or had the thought simply never occurred to him?
He believed he could face everything alone. He felt that he had bravely embarked upon the Conquest Road, staking everything on that moment. But perhaps he had forgotten that he had long ceased to face this world alone.
"I'm sorry... I—"
"I have no need for your apology. When would a descendant of the Helian family ever need your cheap remorse?"
Helian Yunyun sat high upon her throne, her voice utterly devoid of emotion. "You possess peerless beauty, and you can win love with ease, yet you do not understand how to love. Many people in this world have loved you, and many more will love you in the future, but I, Helian Yunyun... will not be among them."
"I think I truly have missed the most precious emotion in this world..." Zhao Rucheng was filled with remorse, yet in the end had nothing to say. He held out his hands flat. "Throw me in prison. I'll bear all the blame."
The more Jiang Wang listened, the more wrong it felt.
Why was this not going according to the script?
Everything had been planned so well before they came—a beautiful tale of a broken mirror made whole again. How had it suddenly developed into imprisonment?
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