Si Lisao still didn’t dodge, and after two punches, blood seeped from the corner of his lips.
Si Lisao spat out the congealed blood in his mouth and said earnestly, "I want to be good to her."
Then he added, "Mo Yinhe, I’m not soone who makes promises lightly, but if I do make a promise, I absolutely won’t go back on my word. I understand your anger, and if you feel the need to vent, I don’t mind taking a few more punches. Please also give a chance to take care of her."
Mo Yinhe’s fists rose again and, sure enough, landed unapologetically on Si Lisao’s face.
Si Lisao didn’t dodge a single ti.
When Si Mingjing and Ye Siyuan arrived, they just happened to see Si Lisao being beaten to the ground by Mo Yinhe.
Ye Siyuan scread and sprinted, "Brother! Brother! Stop it!"
Ye Siyuan’s heart felt like it was about to break!
She was even more afraid that her brother would ruin this hard-won, promising marriage for her with a few punches.
For a man like Si Lisao, who holds himself above all others and scorns the masses, to take the initiative to co and propose is already an imnse honor for , isn’t it?
What if, faced with obstruction, he becos enraged by the sha and, in a fit of anger, storms off for good, never to ntion marrying again? What then?
These thoughts of mine are so shaful!
But as shaful as they are, they are my most genuine feelings!
She was terrified her brother’s fists would shatter the marriage she so desperately desired!
She is twenty-six this year, and she desperately wants to marry the man she loves!
Ye Siyuan rushed over, stood in front of Si Lisao, and glared at Mo Yinhe, "Brother, what are you doing? Can’t we talk this out nicely?"
"Crown Prince Lisao, are you all right? I’m sorry, my brother didn’t an it; he just loves too much," Ye Siyuan said as she helped Si Lisao to his feet.
Si Lisao stood up, his handso and dignified appearance not at all diminished. He looked down at the girl whose eyes were filled with him and smiled, "Will you marry ?"
"I..."
Ye Siyuan wanted to shout ’I do!’ three tis over!
But the words stuck in her throat, and she hesitated. In fact, she still didn’t know why he had suddenly co to propose.
On one hand, she felt an urge to shalessly submit, yet on the other, she was frighteningly rational, unwilling to lower herself to the dust.
She was also afraid of losing terribly in love, of being completely under his thumb from then on.
After a long hesitation, she said, "I’ll listen to my brother."
Si Lisao: "..."
He probably hadn’t expected her to answer like that.
Si Lisao felt a mont of defeat.
Mo Yinhe, who had been seething with fury, felt sowhat comforted by his sister’s words, and his anger dissipated considerably.
"Si Lisao, did you hear that clearly?"
There was a hint of gloating in Mo Yinhe’s tone.
He grabbed Ye Siyuan’s wrist and pulled her over, saying, "Let’s go. We’re going ho."
Mo Yinhe didn’t give Ye Siyuan a chance to refuse. He strode off, pulling her along. With her wrist grasped, Ye Siyuan could only hurry to keep up, repeatedly looking back at Si Lisao.
As their eyes t, Ye Siyuan’s gaze filled with heartache for his injuries. Si Lisao, though battered and bruised, watched her leave with a warm, affectionate smile.
Si Mingjing, who was a few steps behind, caught up to them just then.
"Mingjing, Mingjing, would you stay and help treat Crown Prince Lisao’s wounds? Please, I’m begging you," Ye Siyuan pleaded with Si Mingjing.
Standing on the beach, Si Mingjing nodded slightly. "Okay, you take Si Yuan ho first."
Mo Yinhe’s expression was complicated, but he agreed. "Get ho soon."
Then, Mo Yinhe forcibly took Ye Siyuan away.
All the way ho, Ye Siyuan cried, her sobbing making Mo Yinhe annoyed and restless.
"Stop crying. He’s just one wretched man. Three-legged toads may be hard to find, but n with two legs are everywhere," Mo Yinhe scolded her.
With tears streaming down her face, Ye Siyuan retorted, "Brother, won with two legs are also everywhere! Why then are you so set on Sister-in-law, as if she’s the only one possible?"
Mo Yinhe reached out and roughly rubbed Ye Siyuan’s head, as if trying to shake so sense into her. "My situation with your sister-in-law is different."
"How is it different? It’s only different because you think it is! In my heart, my devotion to Crown Prince Lisao is the sa as your devotion to Sister-in-law. Isn’t loving soone all about wanting to be with them forever? Isn’t it about feeling that once one has seen the ocean, no other water is worth seeing, and once one has seen the clouds of Witch Mountain, no other clouds are true clouds?"
Ye Siyuan questioned him loudly, glaring fiercely at her own brother.
Mo Yinhe was taken aback for a mont, his dark eyes narrowing as he quietly observed her.
Feeling unnerved under his gaze, Ye Siyuan could only continue crying, her sorrow seemingly endless.
Seeing her cry so hard that her makeup was ruined, making her look like a little calico cat, Mo Yinhe pulled out a tissue and vigorously wiped her face. "If that’s the case, when he asked if you were willing to marry him earlier, why did you say you’d listen to ?"
"Because you’re my brother!" Ye Siyuan snatched the tissue and blew her nose forcefully. "You’d never harm . You’ve always wanted my happiness. You’d always have my best interests at heart and give the happiness I want most, right?"
Besides, the whole family is against her marrying Si Lisao!
She has to win soone over, find a powerful ally from within!
And the most powerful ally can only be her brother!
She certainly isn’t foolish enough to add fuel to the fire and make her brother hate Si Lisao even more!
Her brother might be furious now, but he definitely loves her the most. Once his anger subsides, he will surely consider her happiness.
She knows a thing or two about strategy and scheming, thank you very much!
Although, Mingjing had given her these strategies on the way here.
Mingjing had said, "No one in the family supports your marriage to Si Lisao; your brother supports it even less. Right now, you should make a tactical concession. Don’t provoke your brother or add fuel to the fire. Between Si Lisao and your brother, you must side with your brother. Let him vent his anger, and make him feel sorry for you."
At this mont, Mo Yinhe indeed felt a pang of pity in his heart.
He gently pressed his palm on top of her head twice. "You’re being sowhat sensible, at least. Forget Si Lisao. I’ll find you a good match, I guarantee he won’t be any worse than Si Lisao."
Ye Siyuan bit her lip and didn’t argue back, just letting her tears stream freely down her cheeks.
Mingjing had also said, "Don’t argue with your brother; don’t et his force with force. He’s the type who responds to soft tactics, not hard ones. Whatever he says, don’t argue back. Just cry quietly, looking as pitiful as a pear blossom in the rain, until he calms down and decides he wants to help you find happiness."
At this mont, Ye Siyuan cried like a pear blossom in the rain, her appearance tugging at Mo Yinhe’s heartstrings, making his heart clench.
「On the beach.」
Si Mingjing walked up to Si Lisao and saw the awful bruises on his face.
"Crown Prince, I have so dicine for sprains and bruises at my company. Why don’t you co with ? You can apply so to reduce the swelling. We can also chat. I overheard you on the phone with Mo Yinhe... you said you’re my biological brother?"
Si Lisao picked up his jacket from the ground and brushed off the fine sand. "Let’s go."
Since ancient tis, Liu Bei had to visit Zhuge Liang’s thatched cottage three tis before recruiting him. Si Lisao didn’t expect to win the beauty’s hand with a single proposal; he had plenty of patience.
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