Capítulo 1003: Chapter 824: The Woman I Love (Part 3)
The Divine Souls touched, Piaomiao shivered, unexpectedly silent for a mont.
Zhao Changhe whispered: “If you say it’s lust, that’s really unfair to … Just like you now can’t really be called attractive.”
Piaomiao: “…”
“Even before, I hadn’t seen you many tis, you mostly used Yangyang’s face when speaking to , and I already said your appearance is sowhat unfamiliar to . I don’t even know clearly what you look like, so where’s the lust in that? To be more critical, before seeing Ye Jiuyou bathing, I had even forgotten that I once saw you bathing, didn’t keep it in mind at all; it’s because I recalled her bathing that I rembered about yours…”
“You bastard!”
Zhao Changhe continued: “I admit I am sowhat lustful, but in this matter, calling it lust I truly don’t acknowledge. Regarding Piaomiao, who forged four swords in Ancient Tis to stabilize the land, I respect; regarding Piaomiao, who protected the land but was ambushed and killed, I pity; regarding Piaomiao, who returned with hatred yet didn’t harm Yangyang due to kindness, my feelings are complex. If it were another entity occupying Yangyang’s body like this, I’d have surely killed them, but with you, I don’t even want to speak harshly.”
Piaomiao sneered: “It’s still cold words, isn’t it.”
Zhao Changhe said: “That’s because we’re truly not familiar, are we supposed to say those oily, sweet words from the past two days? What do those look like.”
Piaomiao angrily said: “Are we very familiar these two days just because of this?”
Zhao Changhe said: “Though the days are short, standing together against enemies, protecting each other, to is already a life-and-death bond. In that mont of risking lives to pull out the chains locking you to deal with the Bodhisattva, you didn’t harm , which ans you’re a comrade I can entrust my back to.”
Piaomiao didn’t reply.
In actuality, there wasn’t mutual protection, it was entirely Zhao Changhe protecting her. The latter part suggests she turned to protect Zhao Changhe, but didn’t really do much, just beat up an already captured Bodhisattva, which isn’t worth ntioning.
Zhao Changhe said: “Honestly, my relationship with Ye Wuming is very special. She’s used , now she also infuriates , but hasn’t reached the bottom line. She helped a lot before, taught many things, both a teacher and friend and enemy. Being close for nearly three years, even if it were a rock, emotions would build over three years, let alone a living person.”
“Why are you ntioning this?”
“I want to tell you, cooperating with Ye Jiuyou to deal with her was a way of venting, but if we actually fought, I wouldn’t be sure whom I’d side with… but cooperating with you feels that what she did was wrong, I’d firmly stand by your side.”
“That’s just the justice of King Zhao, it doesn’t represent much.”
“The illusion caused by the Bodhisattva, Ye Wuming is a crucial part, becoming a key component of my Heart Demon’s significance is imaginable… another illusion is Sisi, that’s my wife.” Zhao Changhe paused, speaking lowly: “However, there’s also an illusion of Piaomiao, which ultimately triggered my Heart Demon leading to a near collapse. The Bodhisattva is the enemy, but his probing of true feelings can’t be faked, nor can I fake the words triggered by the Heart Demon, they were from the depths of my heart and wouldn’t normally be spoken. They can’t be false.”
Piaomiao didn’t know how to respond, surprisingly blurting out: “What you’re saying now isn’t much better!”
“Just now locking you up was because you were too impulsive, I could only restrain you a bit. Now that I’ve finished speaking, I’m removing the chains, whether you want to kill or not, it’s up to you.” Zhao Changhe finished speaking and actually did remove the chains, letting the dark magic-infused Piaomiao free herself, standing before him.
Piaomiao was unprepared to be freed, truly a bit unbelievable: “Are you really not afraid to die?”
“If last night was an accident, it ans I possessed you without your consent, any punishnt is deserved, I’ll take it.”
Piaomiao dazedly stared for quite a while, this matter, if called forced against her will, truly doesn’t count, at most as karma; if bla is to be placed, it should be on Cui Yuanyang, not him.
Most crucially, as long as not in a rash impulsive state, truly couldn’t bring herself to kill him.
Perhaps… indeed feelings were stirred…
The anger might just be because it happened against her wishes, a blockage in her heart, extrely vexed.
But if he sincerely confessed and pursued, would she still be blocked?
Piaomiao never thought such a being like herself would discuss love with a human, but she knew, if such a thing were to happen, it could only be with the Lord of the Mountains and Rivers. That’s her “favor”, the word itself has two anings, one belonging to the Divine, one belonging to won.
Dazed for a long ti, it finally transford into three words: “Get out!”
Zhao Changhe obediently withdrew from her sea of consciousness, the two once again turned into bare reflections of each other, embracing and gazing.
Piaomiao really wanted to hold her forehead, how could it turn out this way…
Zhao Changhe didn’t fuss, quickly turning over and dressing, brought a basin of water into the courtyard: “Wash up a bit, let’s go see the Bodhisattva’s situation. If your demonized state requires killing Ye Wuming to resolve, then best prepare for it to never happen… I think killing the Bodhisattva should be enough.”
Piaomiao, for so reason, actually asked: “Are you very displeased at always being in a demonized state?”
Zhao Changhe wrung out a towel for her, helped her wipe her face and body, responding: “I said before, I quite like it… it’s just that I know you don’t like it, and that’s ultimately not the real you.”
“You always said you said, just because you said, should I believe it?”
“You can believe it, every word I’ve said to you is true.” Zhao Changhe smiled slightly, calmly saying: “Including this: the woman I like.”
The warm towel rubbed on her body, brushed past last night’s fierce kiss marks and bruises. The warmth spread, sunlight streaming through the window lattice onto Zhao Changhe’s earnest profile, Piaomiao stared fixedly, motionless, letting him serve her, ultimately kept silent.
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