La pluie printanière est comme du vin, les saules comme de la fumée

Chapitre 75

Marrying Jun Wuhen was the only way for her life to continue. But a marriage without mutual affection is doomed to fail, and no matter how intense the feelings are on one side, both will ultimately be hurt.

She knew Jun Wuhen loved her, though she didn't know why. But love doesn't need a reason. However, her feelings for Jun Wuhen...

There is absolutely no love involved, at most only a slight fondness.

But if she didn't get married, her life would end... She was unwilling to accept this. She still had a long life ahead of her, so many things she wanted to do, so many books she wanted to write, and so many lives she wanted to live... But if she was unwilling to accept this, then she had no choice but to marry Jun Wuhen.

"Miss, why are you out again? If the Lord finds out, Ziyi will be in big trouble!" Ziyi hurried over from a distance, carrying a large bouquet of plum blossoms.

Qingyun snapped out of her daze and turned to give Ziyi a gentle smile.

A few days ago, Jun Wuhen, worried that she would be bored, specifically let her choose a maid. Strangely enough, when she saw the name Ziyi on the paper, a strange feeling welled up in her heart. Without hesitation, she immediately chose Ziyi.

Seeing Qingyun's slightly pale lips, Ziyi sniffed. "The snow has been melting these past few days, and the weather will get very cold. You've always been afraid of the cold, and the Lord is so worried about you. If the Lord sees you like this, Ziyi will definitely be punished. Miss, let's go back inside!"

Qingyun looked at her and chuckled, "Ziyi, you're so long-winded."

Suddenly, a blue figure appeared in Qingyun's mind, but the figure was blurry. At that moment, her own voice suddenly rang in her mind: "Qingyi, you're so long-winded."

Qingyun was taken aback.

A strange feeling slowly seeped out from the bottom of her heart, and she suddenly said, "Ziyi, you look a lot like someone." As soon as she said it, not only Ziyi but also Qingyun were stunned.

Zi Yi chuckled and said, "Zi Yi looks very ordinary. You could grab someone who looks like Zi Yi anywhere on the street. Miss, please come inside! Otherwise you'll get sick."

Qingyun tightened her cloak. "Wait a bit! I want to see the plum blossoms for a while longer."

"Is something on your mind, Miss?" Ziyi hugged the plum blossom in her arms. "If Miss tells Ziyi, perhaps Ziyi can help Miss solve her troubles!"

When she saw the clear eyes of the woman in purple, Qingyun nodded.

A plum blossom petal fell from the tree, and Qingyun reached out and caught it. Gazing at it for a long time, Qingyun slowly said, "Ziyi, should I marry Jun Wuhen?"

Zi Yi was startled, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she lowered her head.

After a while, the woman in purple raised her head, a big smile blooming on her lips, as radiant as the plum blossoms in her arms, "Does Miss like the Lord?"

After hesitating for a moment, Qingyun shook her head.

"But the Lord really likes Miss! If Miss marries the Lord, she will be the happiest lady in the world. The Lord will definitely spoil her rotten. Miss will be very happy."

Qingyun stared at the woman in purple.

After a long pause, she whispered, "Will it?" Can happiness truly come from one-sided affection?

The woman in purple nodded vigorously.

“Miss, if you don’t marry the Lord, he will be heartbroken! If you marry the Lord, then everyone in the palace will be your family, and everyone in the palace is a very good person.”

Happiness...family...

Hearing these two words brings a faint sense of happiness to my heart.

A gentle breeze stirred, and plum blossom petals drifted down from her palm. Qingyun smiled, her furrowed brows easing as she stepped into the house.

"Purple Robe, let's go inside."

Her purple dress fluttered in the snow, and complex emotions welled up in her eyes. But in the next moment, she seemed to have figured something out, and a faint smile appeared in her eyes.

"Miss, wait for me."

Volume Two: Fate Leads to a Good Marriage in the Purple Robe (2)

"Cousin Wuhen, are you going to marry that woman?" Yu Wuxia asked cautiously, her watery eyes filled with anticipation.

"Yes," Jun Wuhen answered decisively.

Yu Wuxia's eyes darkened. "Was it for the sake of the family's mission that the ancestors of the Li Palace would only marry her?"

No, I love her.

Yu Wuxia was taken aback; she had never seen such intense emotion in her cousin's eyes before.

"Is it because that woman is very beautiful that my cousin fell in love with her at first sight?"

Jun Wuhen smiled and gently patted her head. "Does Wuxia also know what love at first sight is?"

Yu Wuxia blinked, looking a little aggrieved. "Cousin, Wuxia has grown up and is old enough to like a man."

"Hehe, Wuxia has grown up."

Wuxia bit her lip. "Cousin, you haven't answered my question yet. Did you fall in love at first sight because that woman was exceptionally beautiful?"

Jun Wuhen smiled, his icy blue eyes filled with memories, shimmering with a soft light.

"No." My feelings for her came a long time ago.

The weather was particularly cold as the snow melted. Yu Wuxia stared blankly at the tender light of memories in Jun Wuhen's eyes, her heart filled with icy coldness. She felt as if the cold wind outside the window had swept through her heart.

"Cousin Wuhen..." I like you...

Suddenly the door creaked open, interrupting Wuxia's words.