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Chapter 970 (A Kind of Satisfaction)

Wei Chang immediately bowed and said anxiously, "My Lord, I dare not instruct you on what to do, but you can do something based on your own feelings."

"Feelings? If I knew, I wouldn't have come to you," Ye Hua chuckled, but it was more of a self-mocking smile.

Suddenly, Wei Chang's eyes lit up, "My Lord, I do have a solution that could alleviate your troubles."

"Speak."

"Okay, please answer immediately, my Lord," Wei Chang respectfully requested.

"Fine, I promise."

Wei Chang paused and asked, "Does my Lord love the Ladies?"

"Yes," Ye Hua replied without hesitation.

"Does my Lord love the little Lords and Ladies?"

"Yes!"

"Does my Lord want revenge?"

"Yes!"

"Does my Lord want to see family?"

"Yes!"

At that moment, time seemed to stand still. Wei Chang looked at the Lord and noticed his face contorting.

The cigarette at the tip of his finger broke.

"I acknowledge my mistake," Wei Chang quickly bowed and admitted his fault.

Ye Hua slowly closed his eyes, stood up, said nothing, and walked out of the pavilion.

Wei Chang watched the Lord's departing figure, witnessing the Lord so lost for the first time, devoid of determination, lacking courage.

At this moment, Tang Wei hurriedly ran over and helped Wei Chang up.

"Uncle Wei, how is it?" Tang Wei asked anxiously.

Wei Chang shook his head, "I don't know."

Tang Wei bit her lip gently.

Ye Hua, who walked out of Wei Chang's palace, strolled through the imperial palace.

He actually wanted to go. Why did he want to go?

To understand the truth of the matter? Or to see what his birth mother looked like?

Were these important? Were they important to him?

Ye Hua's heart replied.

Very important.

Unconsciously, Ye Hua arrived at the gate of the imperial palace. The two massive doors were closed.

The black-armoured warriors standing inside immediately bowed and knelt when they saw Ye Hua. Standing behind the gate, the huge doors in front of Ye Hua's eyes became blurry and quickly turned transparent.

The figure of Qian Yuqing appeared before Ye Hua.

When Ye Hua saw the determined expression on this woman's face, his gaze became heavy. She was indeed beautiful, but now with a sickly beauty, traces of blood still lingering at the corners of her mouth.

Her gaze was fixed on the imperial palace, carrying a trace of dawn, as if anticipating something.

Suddenly, Ye Hua noticed that her gaze gradually lowered.

Clearly, there were two massive doors between them, yet their eyes met.

This glance made Ye Hua's heart skip a beat, and he reflexively looked away.

This action puzzled Ye Hua. Why would he have such thoughts? Guilt?

How could he have feelings of guilt? Why would he feel guilty for what he had done to her?

At that moment, the sky suddenly drifted down snowflakes like goose feathers. Qian Yuqing looked at the two massive doors, and just in that moment, that familiar feeling surged in her heart.

"Ye Hua, is it you?" Qian Yuqing asked with a trembling voice, but the sound was weak, perhaps only she could hear it.

But for Ye Hua, how could he not hear it? This voice did give him a familiar feeling, as if guiding him to find the way back home.

Ye Hua remained silent, watching Qian Yuqing.

Qian Yuqing took a step forward, and blood immediately flowed from the corner of her mouth, her delicate body collapsing to the ground.

Seeing Qian Yuqing instantly fall to the ground, Ye Hua's fingers trembled slightly. It seemed like he wanted to lift her up, but in the end, he didn't.

As long as Qian Yuqing stayed still, it was fine. However, that slight movement just now instantly triggered the injuries within her, causing chaos in her qi and blood.

But Qian Yuqing didn't care about these things. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the closed palace gate—Ye Hua was behind it!

She could probably feel it.

Ye Hua came to see her!

Ye Hua didn't abandon her!

At this moment, heavy snowflakes were falling, gently covering the ground. The white snowflakes settled on Qian Yuqing's delicate body, and her jet-black hair was soon covered in a layer of white frost.However, from Qian Yuqing's position to the gate of the palace, it was only about twenty metres away!

But for the current Qian Yuqing, every movement was extremely painful, blood continuously pouring from her mouth, and she was only ten metres away!

A visible trail of blood could be seen, enduring such agony, Qian Yuqing did not give up, her beautiful eyes filled with unwavering determination.

Elbows slightly moved, dragging her painful body forward.

Ye Hua stood behind the gate, watching Qian Yuqing crawl slowly, with blood flowing from her mouth and a long trail of blood.

Everything appeared so heart-wrenching. Ye Hua's chest began to rise and fall, his breath becoming rapid.

The crystal-clear snowflakes covered the long bloodstain, and Qian Yuqing finally touched the palace gate.

Her slender fingers, due to exertion, grazed and broke the skin, revealing delicate flesh. With just one hand, she gently touched the palace gate, then forcefully supported her exhausted body against the gate, breathing heavily.

Behind the gate, Ye Hua bowed his head and watched Qian Yuqing. Why was she so persistent? Didn't she know she would die like this?

Did she just want to see him? Was it worth it?

"Ye Hua," Qian Yuqing softly called out, her tone carrying a heavy sense of death. The crawling just now was a second injury to her.

The subordinates originally speculated that she wouldn't last a few days, but now, perhaps not even a few days were needed, just about a stick of incense's time.

"Yuqing is already happy to feel your presence," Qian Yuqing leaned against the icy palace gate, speaking lightly. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be closing soon.

"Yuqing knew that you wouldn't just die like that. You must be hiding somewhere. Today, Yuqing finally found you, right?"

"But you've forgotten about Yuqing. Yuqing is so sad, really sad. But Ye Hua... you still came to see Yuqing. You are still the same as before, harsh words but a kind heart."

"Do you think Yuqing doesn't know you're hiding behind the door? You fool, have you forgotten how often you used to anger Yuqing, making her cry several times, but Yuqing knew that each time, you stood behind the door, afraid to come in."

Ye Hua silently listened, seemingly trying hard to remember, but he couldn't recall.

"Today, Yuqing's tears are tears of joy. Knowing that Ye Hua, you didn't die, means Yuqing's efforts over the years were not in vain. So, everything is worth it."

"Ye Hua, in the future, Yuqing won't be able to take care of Mother anymore. Little Tian is constantly being excluded. As an older brother, Yuqing still hopes you can go back and take a look, fulfilling Mother's wish."

Qian Yuqing's charming lips gradually turned white. Suddenly, her eyes became bright, looking up at the snow-filled sky.

"Ye Hua, it's snowing here. It's so beautiful... but... so cold... Yuqing is so cold... so cold..."

Her once bright eyes gradually dimmed, and the falling snow covered Qian Yuqing's delicate body.

"Ye Hua, do you still remember what I said before? That even if I die, I want to die in your embrace - it should feel very comfortable and warm..." After saying this, the corner of Qian Yuqing's mouth curved into a smile, feeling as if she was being held in Ye Hua's embrace.

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Chapter 970 (A Kind of Satisfaction)

Wei Chang immediately bowed and said anxiously, "My Lord, I dare not instruct you on what to do, but you can do something based on your own feelings."

"Feelings? If I knew, I wouldn't have come to you," Ye Hua chuckled, but it was more of a self-mocking smile.

Suddenly, Wei Chang's eyes lit up, "My Lord, I do have a solution that could alleviate your troubles."

"Speak."

"Okay, please answer immediately, my Lord," Wei Chang respectfully requested.

"Fine, I promise."

Wei Chang paused and asked, "Does my Lord love the Ladies?"

"Yes," Ye Hua replied without hesitation.

"Does my Lord love the little Lords and Ladies?"

"Yes!"

"Does my Lord want revenge?"

"Yes!"

"Does my Lord want to see family?"

"Yes!"

At that moment, time seemed to stand still. Wei Chang looked at the Lord and noticed his face contorting.

The cigarette at the tip of his finger broke.

"I acknowledge my mistake," Wei Chang quickly bowed and admitted his fault.

Ye Hua slowly closed his eyes, stood up, said nothing, and walked out of the pavilion.

Wei Chang watched the Lord's departing figure, witnessing the Lord so lost for the first time, devoid of determination, lacking courage.

At this moment, Tang Wei hurriedly ran over and helped Wei Chang up.

"Uncle Wei, how is it?" Tang Wei asked anxiously.

Wei Chang shook his head, "I don't know."

Tang Wei bit her lip gently.

Ye Hua, who walked out of Wei Chang's palace, strolled through the imperial palace.

He actually wanted to go. Why did he want to go?

To understand the truth of the matter? Or to see what his birth mother looked like?

Were these important? Were they important to him?

Ye Hua's heart replied.

Very important.

Unconsciously, Ye Hua arrived at the gate of the imperial palace. The two massive doors were closed.

The black-armoured warriors standing inside immediately bowed and knelt when they saw Ye Hua. Standing behind the gate, the huge doors in front of Ye Hua's eyes became blurry and quickly turned transparent.

The figure of Qian Yuqing appeared before Ye Hua.

When Ye Hua saw the determined expression on this woman's face, his gaze became heavy. She was indeed beautiful, but now with a sickly beauty, traces of blood still lingering at the corners of her mouth.

Her gaze was fixed on the imperial palace, carrying a trace of dawn, as if anticipating something.

Suddenly, Ye Hua noticed that her gaze gradually lowered.

Clearly, there were two massive doors between them, yet their eyes met.

This glance made Ye Hua's heart skip a beat, and he reflexively looked away.

This action puzzled Ye Hua. Why would he have such thoughts? Guilt?

How could he have feelings of guilt? Why would he feel guilty for what he had done to her?

At that moment, the sky suddenly drifted down snowflakes like goose feathers. Qian Yuqing looked at the two massive doors, and just in that moment, that familiar feeling surged in her heart.

"Ye Hua, is it you?" Qian Yuqing asked with a trembling voice, but the sound was weak, perhaps only she could hear it.

But for Ye Hua, how could he not hear it? This voice did give him a familiar feeling, as if guiding him to find the way back home.

Ye Hua remained silent, watching Qian Yuqing.

Qian Yuqing took a step forward, and blood immediately flowed from the corner of her mouth, her delicate body collapsing to the ground.

Seeing Qian Yuqing instantly fall to the ground, Ye Hua's fingers trembled slightly. It seemed like he wanted to lift her up, but in the end, he didn't.

As long as Qian Yuqing stayed still, it was fine. However, that slight movement just now instantly triggered the injuries within her, causing chaos in her qi and blood.

But Qian Yuqing didn't care about these things. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the closed palace gate—Ye Hua was behind it!

She could probably feel it.

Ye Hua came to see her!

Ye Hua didn't abandon her!

At this moment, heavy snowflakes were falling, gently covering the ground. The white snowflakes settled on Qian Yuqing's delicate body, and her jet-black hair was soon covered in a layer of white frost.However, from Qian Yuqing's position to the gate of the palace, it was only about twenty metres away!

But for the current Qian Yuqing, every movement was extremely painful, blood continuously pouring from her mouth, and she was only ten metres away!

A visible trail of blood could be seen, enduring such agony, Qian Yuqing did not give up, her beautiful eyes filled with unwavering determination.

Elbows slightly moved, dragging her painful body forward.

Ye Hua stood behind the gate, watching Qian Yuqing crawl slowly, with blood flowing from her mouth and a long trail of blood.

Everything appeared so heart-wrenching. Ye Hua's chest began to rise and fall, his breath becoming rapid.

The crystal-clear snowflakes covered the long bloodstain, and Qian Yuqing finally touched the palace gate.

Her slender fingers, due to exertion, grazed and broke the skin, revealing delicate flesh. With just one hand, she gently touched the palace gate, then forcefully supported her exhausted body against the gate, breathing heavily.

Behind the gate, Ye Hua bowed his head and watched Qian Yuqing. Why was she so persistent? Didn't she know she would die like this?

Did she just want to see him? Was it worth it?

"Ye Hua," Qian Yuqing softly called out, her tone carrying a heavy sense of death. The crawling just now was a second injury to her.

The subordinates originally speculated that she wouldn't last a few days, but now, perhaps not even a few days were needed, just about a stick of incense's time.

"Yuqing is already happy to feel your presence," Qian Yuqing leaned against the icy palace gate, speaking lightly. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be closing soon.

"Yuqing knew that you wouldn't just die like that. You must be hiding somewhere. Today, Yuqing finally found you, right?"

"But you've forgotten about Yuqing. Yuqing is so sad, really sad. But Ye Hua... you still came to see Yuqing. You are still the same as before, harsh words but a kind heart."

"Do you think Yuqing doesn't know you're hiding behind the door? You fool, have you forgotten how often you used to anger Yuqing, making her cry several times, but Yuqing knew that each time, you stood behind the door, afraid to come in."

Ye Hua silently listened, seemingly trying hard to remember, but he couldn't recall.

"Today, Yuqing's tears are tears of joy. Knowing that Ye Hua, you didn't die, means Yuqing's efforts over the years were not in vain. So, everything is worth it."

"Ye Hua, in the future, Yuqing won't be able to take care of Mother anymore. Little Tian is constantly being excluded. As an older brother, Yuqing still hopes you can go back and take a look, fulfilling Mother's wish."

Qian Yuqing's charming lips gradually turned white. Suddenly, her eyes became bright, looking up at the snow-filled sky.

"Ye Hua, it's snowing here. It's so beautiful... but... so cold... Yuqing is so cold... so cold..."

Her once bright eyes gradually dimmed, and the falling snow covered Qian Yuqing's delicate body.

"Ye Hua, do you still remember what I said before? That even if I die, I want to die in your embrace - it should feel very comfortable and warm..." After saying this, the corner of Qian Yuqing's mouth curved into a smile, feeling as if she was being held in Ye Hua's embrace.

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