Yinting stood in place, ignoring Yue Xiangru. He closed his eyes for a moment, taking a long time to force himself not to lose his composure, then coldly turned away and returned to the carriage.
Yue Xiangru sneered softly and followed him.
So, this world just loves to play jokes on people. Xia Wu loves Yinting, loves him to death, but she doesn't want to be a concubine. Yinting loves Xia Wu, yet cannot break through conventions to marry her, so who can be blamed for their eventual separation?
Deep love, shown to whom?
And as for her? She loves Lei Yibei, has loved him since she was a child, but Lei Yibei never wanted to look at her even once. It's not like she hasn't tried hard to fight for it, but what does that matter?
Who has it better? Who is more fortunate? Just a bunch of fools.
So, in the end, all these are empty; the only real thing is the benefit held in one's hand.
