She caught hold of her. "What this place becomes has nothing to do with us. Ninth Sister, I'll take you somewhere no one can find us."
Dongfang Minghui looked at the people beside her, all friends and loved ones she knew. She smiled. "A secluded paradise?"
Qian Wanyu nodded firmly. If she could not find one, she would carve out a secluded paradise herself.
Dongfang Minghui rose onto her tiptoes and cupped Qian Wanyu's face, gazing earnestly at the woman before her. She smiled and said, "Seventh Sister, I love you. I love you so very much."
"Then keep loving me."
"Seventh Sister, I never wanted to lie to you or hide anything from you. But I was afraid that if you learned what was written on the White Silk Scroll, you would make me have a child with someone else, whatever it took. I know that doesn't seem like something you would do, but if my life were at stake, I was afraid you might." How Dongfang Minghui wished she had not taken over this body back then. Anyone else would have been fine. Of all the sisters in the Dongfang Family, any one of them would have been better than this body.
She despised those old feudal-minded people who valued sons over daughters and replaced a wife if she could not bear children, all for the sake of carrying on the family line.
Yet now that it had happened to her, she found it tragic and lamentable.
The wife of the Longevity Clan's chief had been fortunate enough to escape back then. Before she could give birth, she had fled from place to place with the Elf Heart. After accidentally swallowing it, she discovered that its power had passed to the next generation through her bloodline. From then