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Returning from the palace, I found Huang Yu squatting at the entrance of the manor.
We were originally a match made in heaven.
However, everything changed with the presence of Bai Yueguang, Xiao Yue.
He was calling out at Princess Manor, knocking on the door repeatedly, but I had instructed the servants not to open it, so he couldn't get in.
“Liu Yun.”
I walked towards him and lightly kicked his shoulder. “What are you doing here?”
He looked up, his face weary, bloodshot eyes revealing his distress, and the unhealed wounds on his face were ugly and conspicuous.
“Are you trying to go down with me in a blaze of glory?” Huang Yu's voice was hoarse.
“Huang Yu, you overestimate yourself.” I looked down at him. “True mutual destruction will never happen.”
His eyes reddened, tears welling up, yet he stubbornly said, “Liu Yun, I don’t want to play this game anymore. The struggles of the royal family are too dirty.”
“Yes, you know that this is the royal family.”
I let out a bitter laugh. “When you first entered the court as an official, I warned you to be careful. But what did you do? You were blinded by fame and fortune and ended up losing everything.”
“For these years, I have clashed with Father Emperor to protect your dignity; I have entered the court for your reputation. Everything I sacrificed for you far exceeds what you have given me. This time, do you remember?”
Huang Yu was momentarily stunned, his eyes reflecting a tumult of emotions.
"You stood up to my father for me? Aren't you just trying to solidify your own position?" Huang Yu scoffed. "Liu Yun, do you dare say that you haven't sold yourself for your own status?"
"Huang Yu," I replied calmly, meeting his gaze. "I'm not interested in arguing about this."
"Just go, Huang Yu. This time, it's me who doesn't want you."
Huang Yu looked deeply into my eyes, a complex emotion hidden within them that I couldn't decipher.
After a long pause, he finally spoke, "Liu Yun, did you ever love me?"
I raised an eyebrow and replied coolly, "Love? What I love is power!"
"You..."
Huang Yu's eyes widened in shock as he turned and fled in despair.
I watched him disappear into the distance, lost in thought.
From that moment on, it was as if Huang Yu had evaporated from the world, vanishing from the court.
In Princess Manor, all his belongings were gone, leaving only a note on the desk—
"I'm sorry."
No one knows to whom this apology is directed.
Is it still for his white moonlight, Xiao Yue?
Or is it for me?
No one has the answer.
However, it is fortunate that Huang Yu did not tarnish my reputation by betraying the secrets of the palace.
Instead, he rejected the proposal from the Barbarians,
and dealt a blow to those who would come in the future.
Huang Yu's actions, while not commendable,
still stand out in this era of power struggles, where too many choose to turn against each other and use any means necessary to gain power.
"Princess, should we destroy your portrait?" Xiao Ling asked cautiously.
"No need," I waved my hand.
In truth, I want to keep the portrait.
If someday Huang Yu does something to wrong me, I can still make him feel guilty.
After all, who can predict what will happen in the future?
Although the letters have not ceased and the carrier pigeons have not been obstructed, Huang Yu has never sought me out again.
It feels as if we have completely lost contact.
From finances to emotions, from official matters to personal affairs, everything is accounted for clearly.
I even doubt that we will ever intersect again in this lifetime.
Huang Yu's decisiveness took me by surprise.
Inside Princess Manor, it is filled with memories of the two of us.
During my times of suffering from illness, I always struggled with whether or not to send a message to Huang Yu.
In truth, I understand a certain truth, yet habits are hard to change.
I still wish that Huang Yu were right by my side.
I only think about it, without taking any actual action.
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