"Lovesick Heartbreak Red chooses its master. It doesn't seek someone perfect, but someone whose heart is filled with love."
"You care for your family, feel compassion for the world, and have feelings for me. Your heart is pure and sincere, without a trace of pretense."
"The reason you couldn't pluck it wasn't that your heart was divided. It was that you'd trapped yourself in the prison of the Curse and didn't dare face your own heart."
"Sister Lingling," Xing Tian said, his gaze tender and fervent. "Don't push me away anymore, and don't torment yourself."
Ye Lingling looked at the undisguised love and resolve in Xing Tian's eyes as she listened to his every word. The grievances, guilt, and fear she had buried in her heart for years seemed to find an outlet at last.
She thought of her parents' faint smiles in their final moments, of her grandfather's usual caution and earnest hopes, of the light in people's eyes whenever she healed them, and of all the little moments she had shared with Xing Tian.
He was right. She had always treated the legacy of the Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul as a Curse, as if she had drawn a prison around herself.
But she had forgotten that love and responsibility had never been at odds.
Her parents had sacrificed themselves for the legacy of the Nine Heart Begonia, and for the Ye Family's prosperity. Their choice had come from a sense of responsibility, but also from love.
If they hadn't sacrificed themselves, perhaps Ye Lingling would have been the next to die.
Her parents hadn't sacrificed themselves so she would sink into despair, but so she could live a better life. The legacy of the Nine Heart Begonia wasn't a shackle; it was a gift that gave her