That single kneel struck right at Murong Ye's heart.
He was startled and hurried forward to help Ye Shixian up, feeling both angry and pained.
"What do you think you're doing!"
Though he was angry, Ye Shixian was still the woman he held in his heart.
"I was just... I was just overcome with anger. So much has happened recently, and my father has been scolding me endlessly. That's why I lost my head and said those awful things. You... you mustn't take it to heart. How could I possibly send you to the Shuntian Prefecture?"
But Ye Shixian refused to stand. "Ever since my father's accident, I've brought you nothing but trouble. And now even my mother has passed away so tragically. Perhaps I'm just a curse, destined only to drag you down, Mr. Murong..."
"What are you talking about?"
Murong Ye still had feelings for her, after all. Seeing this and hearing her words, the resentment that had built up in him dissipated by more than half.
