When the prince is reborn, he will only hit me if he doesn't hit the wall!

This title has been buried in Qin Yuechuan's heart for a long time.

His pupils widened slightly and his breathing stagnated.

He thought he would never hear it again in his life.

However, Xu Xinyue's gentle words "Young Master Qin" at this moment were like a long-lost key, touching the lock of memory that had not been opened for a long time.

In just a moment, these words that were so familiar that they were engraved into the bone marrow awakened the memory dormant in the deepest part of my body.

"Yueyue, what did you call me just now?"

Qin Yuechuan's voice trembled slightly, and he asked again in disbelief. At this moment, he breathed slowly, waiting for Xu Xinyue's answer, not wanting to miss a word she said.

"Didn't I tell you that mother said a woman's name should not be easily revealed to outsiders? I call you Mr. Qin and you call me Miss Xu.

Although you seem to have grown up a little, I have secretly watched you before, and you are still somewhat similar to when you were a child."

Xu Xinyue looked a little hurt when he asked her this. She lowered her eyes and stopped looking at him. She said aggrievedly, "You forgot about me, didn't you?"

Qin Yuechuan's chest rose and fell violently uncontrollably. He sat back in his original position and explained hastily, "No, no, I..."

"Are you still angry with me?" Xu Xinyue's voice was weak, and she was choking with sobs, "I didn't mean to miss the appointment that day. Mom was sick and I couldn't leave her.

That’s why I asked my second sister to go on this trip for me.”

Qin Yuechuan's expression froze instantly, and the waves in his heart surged up, like a calm lake surface being stirred up by a huge rock, causing ripples that spread out and could not be calmed down.

He unconsciously put down the quilt and held Xu Xinyue's hand tightly, with some uncontrollable pain on his face. In order not to scare her, he forced himself to respond to her in the softest voice: "No, I'm not angry. I know you must have a reason. I know everything!"

It was just a simple sentence, but it seemed as if he had used up all his strength, and even his breathing was a little disordered.

"Then why didn't you come when I sent you a message to arrange to see you next year? You even blocked the entrance to the cave again."

"Send a message? When did it happen?"

Qin Yuechuan recalled carefully and indeed did not receive any other letters after that!

"It was during the New Year's Day. I came to pray for my mother. I wanted to look for you again, but I found that you had sealed the hole again. So I put the note in my purse and threw it into the wall. Didn't you receive it?"

Qin Yuechuan suddenly realized that during the New Year's Day of that year, there was a nun who kept shouting "I found a fortune" and "God-given wealth" and so on.

He even sneered in his heart, thinking that God was really blind to let such a person have such a bad fate.

Is it Yueyue?

His throat was a little hoarse. "Maybe someone else picked it up. I didn't receive it. I didn't mean to miss the appointment. I didn't block the hole. Someone else found it."

"Is that so? That means you're not angry?"

"No, I've never been angry."

Xu Xinyue seemed to have fulfilled a wish. She smiled at him with relief, then slowly closed her eyes again, muttering, "Then I feel relieved..."

At the end of the speech, the voice was almost inaudible, replaced by the sound of long breathing.

Qin Yuechuan stared at her sleeping face for a long time, then slowly stood up, walked out of the room with a serious expression, and gently closed the door from the outside.

Step by step, with heavy steps, I walked back to the front yard.

When he heard the news that was like a bolt from the blue, the world seemed to collapse in an instant, his heart was torn, and he was so sad that he could hardly breathe.

His steps became slow and staggering, and every step seemed like trudging through mud, requiring tremendous effort.

Xu Xinyue was the “little ball of fur” back then!

The source of warmth that he had been searching for had been wrong from the beginning to the end!

What does everything in the previous life mean?

What does his obsession and persistence mean?

Faced with Xu Mingxi's cold attitude and bad words, he thought about giving up, but every time he recalled the "little ball of fur" who gave him warmth when he was young, he persevered.

He always thought that it was only because of the years of hardship in the inner chamber that his "little fur ball" was forced to become like this. As long as he used his sincerity, he would be able to soften her heart again.

So he devoted his entire life and sacrificed his life, but in the end both sides suffered losses.

The poison of Frost Blaze, Qingyang's death, and all the things that the Northern Frontier Army went through later! The disaster was caused by him, and it was also because of that "obsession"!

But now, God suddenly told him that everything was wrong, so what was the point of his persistence in his previous life!

Qin Yuechuan found it a little hard to bear. The pain in his heart felt like it was burning in a raging fire and piercing in ice. The pain reached an indescribable peak!

If he didn't know better, he would have thought that it was his frost poison that had relapsed.

He thought of Xu Xianyue. If she had known all along, wouldn't she have witnessed him "falling in love with the wrong person"! ?

Thinking of what she had done for him in her previous life, thinking of the heartache that Xu Xinyue had endured in her dream, and Xu Yuanshan's drunken words, telling about Yueyue's "lonely life"...

It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this!

They could have known each other and stayed together for their whole lives!

Why has it become like this now!

Qin Yuechuan's heart seemed to be twisted by an iron clamp. Every heartbeat was accompanied by a heart-wrenching pain, as if thousands of sharp blades were cutting his heart.

His face turned from pale to ashen in an instant, and cold sweat streamed down his forehead like a waterfall.

Even though it was fate's trick, Qin Yuechuan felt full of remorse whenever he thought about how he had "let her down" in his previous life.

Even just now, she was still feeling guilty about not keeping the appointment and thought she was angry!

Did she always think so in her previous life?

"Yueyue, Yueyue..."

Qin Yuechuan supported himself against the wall with one hand and tightly covered his aching chest with the other, letting out a low, choking sound from his throat.

The once upright body slowly hunched over, and now appears so fragile and weak.

At this moment, he was extremely self-loathing.

In his rage, he laughed at himself:

"Hahahaha...Qin Yuechuan, you deserve to die!"

A fishy-sweet taste surged up his throat. It was just slightly bitter at first. He clenched his teeth, trying to suppress the surge, but it was no avail.

With a suppressed roar, a mouthful of bright red blood gushed out and spilled onto the ground, like a blooming red lotus, sad, beautiful and tragic.

Qingyang had something to report, and came following the sound. Seeing him like this, he was very upset: "My Lord! What's wrong with you?"

Qin Yuechuan regained his indifferent expression, forced himself to stand up, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with his sleeve, and responded in a cold voice: "My lord, nothing happened, what do you want?"

Qingyang thought about what he was going to report, and spoke quickly, concisely: "Zheng Rang will be here soon, but he was ambushed on the way. I just saw the signal fireworks!"

"Ambush?" Qin Yuechuan sneered: "Are they Qin Zhaolie's men?"

"It should be Prince Qi."

"I will go to meet them myself."

"My Lord, I will go find Qingming!"

"No need, only this king can do it."

Qin Yuechuan's eyes were fierce, and a strong murderous aura spread around him. He drew his sword and ran straight to the door.