Chapter 125: Fighting for Love (6)
How long has it been?
Zhao Ziyin didn't know when Ling Menghan's tears stopped, but the crystal liquid still remaining on her face reminded him that she was staring at the night outside the window in a trance, not knowing what she was thinking. Perhaps Zhao Ziyin knew, and he also knew that Ling Menghan had completely calmed down at this moment.
It was already very late at night, and it was time to leave, so Zhao Ziyin stood up. As he took a step, he subconsciously looked at Ling Menghan...
In fact, according to common sense, they are husband and wife, and it is normal for the husband to spend the night in his wife's room, but how many people know this? The two have never slept together since the day they got married, and it has been two years in a blink of an eye; during this period, Zhao Ziyin almost satisfied Ling Menghan's needs to the greatest extent, and never said a harsh word to her, except for the one time about Yinyin; and the reason why Zhao Ziyin treated her like this was because of Zhao Ziheng at first, but it was only at the beginning. Zhao Ziyin knew clearly that he had already forgotten that he was making compensation for Zhao Ziheng, but subconsciously felt that he did so for her good.
Maybe that was when I fell in love with her? Zhao Ziyin thought with some self-mockery.
"Why bother? Is it worth it to persist in this for someone who doesn't love you?"
Zhao Ziyu said suddenly. When the words came out of his mouth, Zhao Ziyu himself was shocked because he heard his usually cold voice that had never appeared in front of her. And there was a hint of self-mockery in that cold voice.
Perhaps it was Zhao Ziyin's sudden words that made Ling Menghan slowly turn her head and look at him. What she cared about was not Zhao Ziyin's cold tone, but the content of his words; to be honest, Ling Menghan was a little surprised, because it seemed like the first time Zhao Ziyin had said such explicit words to her. She had never concealed her feelings for Zhao Ziheng, and she believed that Zhao Ziyin also knew this, but at most he had only said it indirectly, but had never been so explicit.
"Don't say that he can't possibly fall in love with you. You are already my wife. You should have realized this the day you married me. It's simply impossible for you and him to be together."
Zhao Ziyin's tone was very cold, almost without a trace of warmth. Even Zhao Ziyin himself was frightened by this inexplicably cold tone and the suppressed anger in his heart. Why was he suddenly so angry? Zhao Ziyin couldn't help but think, but before he could think of the reason, his voice sounded again:. "Don't forget, this time your Han country took the initiative to attack Zhou country. As a princess of Han country, you should know your position. Don't forget your purpose in coming to Zhao country from the beginning. But according to the treaty, our Zhao country must prioritize protecting the interests of Zhou country. Regardless of whether you know it or how much , your position as a princess of Han country is still there. You should have been imprisoned, but the emperor refused, perhaps because he owed you. He has always been clear about public and private affairs. Even if he is just for his own selfish interests, perhaps because of this, he will tolerate all matters related to feelings, including you, so don't have any illusions about him anymore. If you want to hate someone, hate yourself for being born in an imperial family, hate your identity as a princess of another country, or hate me, any reason is fine, but you are not qualified to hate him, because there is only one person in the world who is qualified to do so, but she is dead."
Zhao Ziyin's words were cruel and realistic. Ling Menghan felt that under the gaze of those calm eyes, her soul was seen very clearly. A corner of her heart that was surrounded seemed to be ruthlessly peeled off, leaving that unknown place completely exposed. Ling Menghan then discovered that Zhao Ziyin also had such a cruel side; and the meaning of Zhao Ziyin's words was obvious. As for the "she" at the end, Ling Menghan was a little confused. She was not sure whether the person she guessed was correct, but why was that person correct?
At this time, Ling Menghan had completely recovered her usual calmness and rationality. From the beginning to the end, Ling Menghan had intelligence that matched her beauty, but she just didn't want to show it, or she deliberately kept it closed. So when did her rationality reappear? Ling Menghan had never noticed it.
"You are not her, so you are not qualified, and you don't understand him, so let alone wanting to enter his heart, you will never have this possibility, even a little bit."
If Zhao Ziyan was still rational before, then he was completely and ruthlessly at this moment. He might have been restrained before, but now he was cold and cruel, completely disregarding how much harm it would bring to Ling Menghan. He just said it, and while saying it, he seemed to have become a completely different person from usual.
However, despite all the coldness and cruelty, even the ruthless words, Ling Menghan actually smiled. She responded to all the sharp and ruthless words with a smile. On weekdays, Zhao Ziyin had never seen Ling Menghan smile in front of him, not even a sarcastic or bitter smile, but at this moment she smiled. He was stunned, and came back to his senses because of this smile. He looked at Ling Meng steadily, as if that smile was just an illusion, but it was real. Under this real smile, Zhao Ziyin's cold shell quickly peeled off and he turned back into his usual self.
"And you?"
Ling Menghan asked with a smile. This simple question stunned Zhao Ziyan and he was unable to come back to his senses for a while.
