"Your Highness Princess, the Queen will host a banquet tonight, and the Princess needs to attend in formal attire. This is the dress for the banquet; please try it on for size. If it doesn’t fit, soone will alter it imdiately."
Butler Ziyu led a group of people in, and the maid at the front pushed a clothing rack showcasing a magnificent gown, dripping with elegance, breathtaking.
Even Xiao Nan and Ah Hua, who followed Yun Ya, showed varying degrees of awe and fascination when they saw the dress.
Beauty, perhaps, is the ultimate pursuit in every woman’s heart.
Yun Ya glanced indifferently at the gown, showing not a trace of ripple in her eyes.
"A banquet?" she questioned, her tone carrying a hint of subtle mockery.
"Young Master Lorde, Duke Neo, and Prince Agunara will attend the banquet tonight. Your Highness Princess should not disappoint the Queen’s good intentions."
Good intentions? Her well-aning efforts were rely to dress her up beautifully to entice those n, almost with a price tag. Her sole value was nothing but a commodity to please n.
"Oh, really? Please thank the Queen for her kind efforts on my behalf." Yun Ya smiled gently, her warmth and beauty making everyone present shiver unexpectedly.
The dress fit perfectly, no alterations needed. Butler Ziyu ordered the dress removed and respectfully said, "Your Highness Princess, please rest well. I will not disturb you further."
With that, he turned and left.
Clad in lavish attire and surrounded by gourt delicacies, yet she felt like a caged bird in a gilded cage, deprived of freedom, waiting daily for the owner to feed her, raised plump for a good price.
Such humiliating days were enough.
However, she could only suppress the humiliation deep in her heart, pretending to be grateful, shedding tears of gratitude to the one she hated most.
Each day waking in this luxurious castle, Yun Ya would repeatedly tell herself that her hatred, her humiliation, her anger, were like a thriving sapling, rooting and sprouting in her heart until it grew into a towering tree.
She couldn’t forget, how could she?
Xiao Nan and Ah Hua silently retreated from the room with a wave of her hand, leaving her alone in the vast room. Yun Ya crouched on the floor, hugging her knees, her ink-black hair cascading down to obscure her face.
The bright sunlight poured in but couldn’t penetrate her overwhelming solitude.
Outside the door, a tall man stood still like a guardian deity, closing his eyes, letting out a silent sigh.
Once, she was his most beautiful dream, the only light in his dark life, guiding him step by step out of darkness.
But as it turns out, he ultimately belonged to the darkness and... had no right to happiness.
With fists tightly clenched, a bold idea broke out in his mind, snowballing larger and larger, fiercely heating his blood and flesh.
Without hesitation, he burst through the door, rushing with urgency and certainty in his steps.
Yun Ya’s wrist was suddenly grasped by a hot, large hand, causing her heart to leap as she instinctively raised her gaze, instantly locking eyes with a deep, smoldering gaze threatening to ignite her soul.
"I will take you away."
He was determined, for one person, to betray his beliefs.
Yun Ya hesitated, as if she hadn’t understood his words, "What did you say?"
He suddenly bent down to embrace her, holding her tightly. It was the first ti he was this close to her, the first ti he summoned the courage to hug her.
"I will take you away, far away, never to return." The man’s cool voice was robust and weighty.
Yun Ya instinctively tried to push him away, but he held her so tightly, unwilling to let go.
"She shouldn’t push you; I can’t just stand by watching you jump into the pit of fire."
"Let go of ." Yun Ya frantically pushed him, "Do you know what you’re saying?"
The man finally released her, lowering his gaze to quietly look into her eyes, such deep eyes seemingly hiding countless unspeakable affections, so intense that Yun Ya’s heart trembled...
"I know very well what I’m saying. Are you willing to go with ?"
Renowned as the calm and stoic assassin Q, impulsively recklessly diving in.
Yun Ya freed herself from his grip, coldly smiled, "Go with you? Do you want to get killed?"
"Give ti, I will definitely take you away from here." Wu Hen said firmly, "I won’t stand by and watch you accept such a fate, just give a little more ti."
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