Qiao Xiaomai rubbed her face again and asked, "I’m just asking if you can treat him as the most important person! You do it first, and then ask him. Co on, the Bei family and him, you can only choose one. What will you choose?"
Bei Lingsu raised her eyebrows at the question. "I need to think about it."
"See? You can’t make a choice either." Qiao Xiaomai spread her hands. "Don’t be so rigid. Don’t imagine situations that haven’t happened, or you’ll only add to your own troubles. Look at , I’m a walking tragedy—don’t follow my lead."
"If you truly like him, then agree to it. He’s not young anymore, and he’s so busy every day. He doesn’t have much ti to focus on romance with you."
"You’re quite busy too. Calculate how much ti you’ll have together each day—even if you agree now, how much ti will the two of you actually spend together in the future?"
She herself was a leisurely person, usually revolving around the kitchen and the fields. Even though Tong Sanlang was busy, he always ca back to see her.
But Bei Lingsu was different. Bei Lingsu had to research all kinds of herbal dicines and poisons, as well as treat illnesses and save lives. Yang Ye was also incredibly busy. Even if the two of them got married, the only ti they’d spend together daily might just be when they slept at night.
Thinking about it from this angle, they really shouldn’t waste any more ti.
She and Tong Sanlang had been tangled up for two and a half years, which was far too long.
"Speaking of which, there’s sothing that I’m really curious about." Qiao Xiaomai spoke up. "That day when Bai Zhi drugged Prince Wei, how exactly did you detoxify him?"
Bei Lingsu was speechless.
She blinked and said, "Didn’t I tell you before?"
"That thod doesn’t feel right."
"It was that thod, but the specific execution was different—needed personally to oversee it." Bei Lingsu spoke firmly.
Qiao Xiaomai saw that she looked composed and didn’t say anything further.
But after she left, Bei Lingsu let out a long sigh of relief.
In truth, that ti... that ti, the detoxification wasn’t done through any bloodletting thod. That ti, she had put herself forward.
The drug Bai Zhi had used was so vicious that even soaking in cold water was ineffective—the only solution was for a woman to intervene.
Back then, in the dead of winter, soaking in cold water wasn’t safe. Yang Ye clung to her tightly, using the last shred of his clarity to tell her not to go to the brothel.
Not going to the brothel, not using cold water—she had no choice but to sacrifice herself and take action personally.
Since then, Yang Ye’s attitude toward her had changed.
Although Yang Ye had always kept his gaze on her before, it was because she was his savior.
But this ti...
To be honest, this ti, she was also Yang Ye’s savior.
Although Yang Ye’s gaze on her now carried sothing extra, she had always felt it was out of gratitude, out of responsibility to her rather than genuine feelings.
Later, Yang Ye humiliated her in front of everyone, and she saw the truth even more clearly. If there had been any sincere affection for her, he wouldn’t have forced her in front of others.
Over the past two years, this had been her consistent belief—that Yang Ye’s feelings for her leaned more toward gratitude and responsibility, with very little genuine romantic sentint.
And moreover...
She’d also heard rumors that Yang Ye harbored feelings for Qiao Xiaomai.
When all these reasons ca together, she truly wasn’t sure how much genuine affection Yang Ye had for her.
The words she had just said to Qiao Xiaomai were rely an excuse. She wasn’t soone who didn’t know right from wrong; she understood that such matters couldn’t be compared or forced. But her situation with Yang Ye was far too unique—ever since they t, she had displayed just how capable she was.
She feared that Yang Ye only said he liked her because he wanted to keep her by his side.
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