Douluo: Why is Qian Renxue not in love anymore?

Chapter 88 Xiao Ai leaves (1)

Qian Renxue stared at Li Muyun in a daze, with ripples in her golden eyes, as if she was attracted by the deep ocean and couldn't extricate herself. She had never seen such a resolute and affectionate look, a courage to give up everything for her, a firmness that would not back down even in the face of death.

Li Muyun's words were not just a vow, but more like a resonance from the depths of his soul. In Qian Renxue's opinion, if she died, then Li Muyun would commit suicide for love?
In Qian Renxue's eyes, crystal tears flickered gently, like the most gentle stars in the night sky, about to slide down. Her nose tip was slightly red, and there was a barely perceptible tremor in her breathing. The feeling was like a warm stream in spring, quietly soaking her heart.

At this moment, the door of the restaurant was gently pushed open, and a waiter in a neat uniform, holding exquisite dishes in his hands, quietly walked into this warm and subtle atmosphere.

The waiter smiled and spoke in a soft and polite voice: "My two guests, your dishes are here. Please enjoy." He gently placed the dishes on the tray on the table one by one. Each dish exuded an enticing aroma and was colorful, as exquisite as a work of art.

Qian Renxue frowned slightly when she heard this, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes, and she turned to look at Li Muyun, and the two exchanged puzzled looks. She spoke softly, with a bit of surprise in her tone: "We didn't order any dishes."

The waiter smiled, as if he was used to such reactions. He explained gently, "Oh, it's like this. Just now, a sister named Jin Ling ordered these dishes for you, saying that she wanted to celebrate some special occasion. She also said..."

At this point, the waiter kept the question in suspense, with a mischievous gleam in his eyes.

The waiter's eyes were filled with mischievous smiles. He coughed lightly and deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was sharing a big secret: "He also said... let you enjoy this romantic dinner. There is no need to rush to leave. The restaurant has reserved a private space for couples like you tonight. We guarantee that no one will disturb your world of two."

Before she finished her words, Qian Renxue's cheeks were instantly flushed with red. She quickly lowered her head, and her long golden hair fell gently, covering her slightly hot cheeks.

Seeing this, the waiter smiled knowingly, bowed slightly, took two steps back, and did not forget to gently close the door when he turned around. His movements were as light as the spring breeze blowing across the lake, leaving no ripples. The door closed gently, isolating the noise from the outside world, leaving only the soft lights in the restaurant and the echo of the two people's heartbeats.

Li Muyun's eyes fell gently on Qian Renxue. Seeing her shy look, a warm current surged in his heart. He slowly stood up, pulled out a chair, and motioned Qian Renxue to sit down. He walked around to the opposite side and gently pulled out another chair, with an unquestionable gentlemanly demeanor in his movements.

"The dishes are here, let's eat and chat at the same time?" His voice was deep and magnetic, as if it could calm all the waves in people's hearts. As he spoke, he picked up the chopsticks, gently picked up a piece of tempting dish, and handed it to Qian Renxue's bowl. His movements were natural and intimate, as if he had repeated this action countless times.

Qian Renxue nodded gently, a trace of deep thought flashed in her golden eyes, and then she picked up the chopsticks gracefully, her fingertips lightly touching the delicate porcelain, as if playing a silent movement. She savored every dish carefully, occasionally looking up at Li Muyun, with a soft light flashing in her eyes. In the restaurant, the candlelight swayed, reflecting on her delicate profile, adding a bit of tenderness and mystery.

Seeing her eating seriously, Li Muyun's mouth corners unconsciously raised, and then he put down his chopsticks, leaned forward slightly, and his eyes were focused and deep. "Plan,"

He spoke softly, his voice low and magnetic, as if every word was carefully chosen, "Regarding the royal family of the Tiandou Empire, how is the progress?" Qian Renxue took a sip of red wine, and the deep purple liquid left an attractive luster on her lips. She tilted her head slightly, and her golden eyes flashed with wisdom and depth. "So far, the progress is much better than I expected."

There was a subtle sense of satisfaction and determination in her words. "Five years ago, Xue Luochuan's foolish action became his fatal mistake. I carefully planned and collected enough evidence to bring him to an irreparable end. The emperor of the Tiandou Empire, my father who once doubted me, had to reluctantly give up and execute Xue Luochuan in the face of irreparable evidence."

At this point, a complex emotion flashed across Qian Renxue's eyes, including the joy of victory and the weariness of the power struggle.

"Now, I have legitimately become the crown prince of the Tiandou Empire, standing at the pinnacle of power in this empire. Every step I take is like walking on thin ice, but every step also strengthens my determination."

She gently put down the wine glass, folded her hands on the table, and gently stroked the delicate wood texture with her fingertips, as if she was thinking about a more far-reaching layout.

Li Muyun asked, "Have you ever thought that true unification is not just the merger of territories, but also the cohesion of people's hearts."

"What Spirit Hall has to do is not only to conquer, but also to make every spirit master and every civilian feel that under the unified banner, they can obtain unprecedented security and dignity."

Having said this, he turned around, looked at Qian Renxue with a sharp gaze, and continued: "Imagine that when the smoke of war clears, there will no longer be civilians displaced by sect disputes on the Douluo Continent, and there will no longer be soul masters killing each other due to lack of resources. At that time, people will rebuild their homes on the ruins and jointly protect this continent, because they know that peace is hard-won and was won with the blood of countless heroes."

Qian Renxue sighed softly, and a hint of tenderness and fatigue flashed in her golden eyes. She looked out the window, the night was as dark as ink, and the stars were twinkling, as if they could see into the deepest secrets of people's hearts. She turned around slowly, and her eyes fell on Li Muyun again, with both firmness and tenderness in her eyes.

"Muyun, you are always so idealistic, as if the world is always full of light and hope in your eyes." She said softly, with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice, "But do you know? I was once a child struggling in the darkness, thinking only of how to find my place in this cold world, prove myself, and gain my mother's approval."

Qian Renxue's voice gradually became low, and a complex light flashed in her golden eyes. She gently lowered her eyelids, as if she was lost in the memories of the past. The soft light in the restaurant outlined a soft outline on her face, reflecting her tenderness and perseverance at the moment. She stretched out her hand, and her fingertips gently touched the table, as if touching those distant yet familiar fragments of memory.

She spoke slowly, with a barely perceptible bitterness in her voice, "I'm not as noble as you think. I used to be like a lonely bird trapped in the darkness, trying my best to break free and prove myself, just to get the distant recognition from my mother. In those days, my heart was filled with hatred and resentment, and every night I was planning how to win in this game of power."

"Muyun, do you know? In the vortex of power, I have asked myself countless times, what is all this for? Is it for the supreme position, or for the unspeakable desire in my heart? It was not until later that I gradually realized that what I was pursuing was just the ability to protect those who are important to me."

(End of this chapter)