sbdcsierra Chapter 341 Belonging to the Heart
Chapter 341 Belonging to the Heart
"Brother Jin, you don't need to hide it from me or explain, I understand! Hua'er really doesn't mind!"
Xing Fuhua thought she had touched a sore spot on Sikong Jin, and immediately explained without feeling sorry for her.
Sikong Jin's face darkened further, and she couldn't help but curse, "What nonsense! My relationship with Di Beizun has always been completely innocent, and look what you've all made out to be! He's a normal man, and so am I. It's not like you're spreading rumors about homosexuality or anything like that! What do you mean by 'mind' or 'mind'? What are you thinking?"
"If that weren't the case, how could His Majesty the Northern Emperor have so easily agreed to Jin-gege's request for troops? Moreover, General Feng Yang also said that you spent the night in His Majesty the Northern Emperor's palace. His Majesty the Northern Emperor never allows anyone to spend the night in his palace..."
Xing Fuhua had heard some of the rumors about Emperor Beizun, so...
Sikong Jin was quite helpless. Looking at Xing Fuhua's stubborn appearance, she really wanted to crack open her head to see what she was thinking. How could someone as scummy as Sikong Jin possibly be worthy of her attention?
"Alright, Your Highness, I told you, none of that is true. It's all fabricated. Do you really believe things that others made up out of thin air? I can guarantee with my integrity that my orientation is absolutely normal!"
"I'm not as wonderful as you think. I'm despicable, shameless, disgusting, and a scoundrel. I'm not the good man you want. Don't you understand that yet?"
Sikong Jin sighed, looked deeply at Xing Fuhua, and said in a low voice.
"You are! Sikong Jin. From the very beginning, I've already decided on you, so don't even think about leaving me! I've told you before, I'll follow you for the rest of my life, wherever you go, I'll go!"
As soon as Sikong Jin finished speaking, Xing Fuhua's resolute tone came through, her beautiful eyes filled with determination.
"Why are you so stubborn? I don't love you, and I can't love you, do you understand? My heart belongs to someone else. If I married you, it would be extremely unfair to you. Besides, I really can't marry you, otherwise you'd be a widow for the rest of your life. A girl's youth only lasts a few years. Can't you relax and find a good man to date? I think my older brother, Ji Wuge, is quite good-looking, handsome, and charming. I think you two would be a perfect match..."
'Slap!' Before Sikong Jin could finish speaking, Xing Fuhua rushed over with a face full of shame and indignation, raised her hand and slapped Sikong Jin. The crisp sound made even Xing Fuhua herself startled.
A clear handprint was quickly imprinted on Sikong Jin's delicate, fair face. The burning pain made her stop talking for a moment. She stared at Xing Fuhua, who was holding up a trembling hand with tears in her eyes, with a complicated expression.
"What did I do wrong that made you push me onto someone else at all costs?"
Xing Fuhua stared at her in disbelief, and large tears began to roll down her cheeks.
Sikong Jin remained silent for a long time, looking at Xing Fuhua's restrained yet heartbroken appearance, and finally couldn't help but sigh. Suddenly, as if she had made a decision, she looked at her steadily and said calmly, "Fine, if you really need a reason... I'll give you one! Come with me!"
After saying that, he suddenly turned around, took a few steps to lift the curtain, and strode out the door.
Watching Sikong Jin's figure disappear outside the door, Xing Fuhua was stunned for a long time. It wasn't until she heard the footsteps outside fading away that she came back to her senses. After hesitating for a moment, she finally quickly followed after him.
Sikong Jin strode forward, with Xing Fuhua following closely behind. The two soon arrived at the entrance of the camp.
Sikong Jin whistled towards the sky, and soon the sound of rapid hoofbeats came from afar. In the blink of an eye, Tafeng appeared before her.
He swiftly mounted his horse, looked down at Xing Fuhua whose eyes were still glistening with tears, sighed softly, and reached out to her with a complicated expression, saying wistfully, "Come on up!"
Xing Fuhua sniffed, looked at her for a long time, and then reached out her hand. Sikong Jin pulled her with a sudden force, and in an instant, Xing Fuhua was sitting steadily on the horse.
The crisp sound of horses' hooves soon broke the silence of the autumn night, galloping towards the dense forest ahead.
The two walked through the dense forest, following the quiet path. Sikong Jin's expression was complicated, with a struggle in her eyes. However, Xing Fuhua, who was ahead, kept looking back at her. Seeing that she seemed somewhat uneasy, and thinking of what she had said in the tent earlier, she felt a silent pain in her heart again...
He said he already has someone he loves!
If that's really the case, then who is that person? Is it someone she knows? Is that person really that good? That she, the dignified Ninth Princess of the Great Yong Dynasty, is inferior to them?
However, for such an outstanding man like Jin to take a liking to her, that woman must be very outstanding and beautiful!
Thinking of this, Xing Fuhua felt a sudden, inexplicable pain in her chest, a suffocating feeling spreading through her, and she finally couldn't help but ask, "That girl, isn't she wonderful? Is there something about me that I'm not as good as her? Am I not as pretty as her, or not as gentle and virtuous as her? Brother Jin... if it's because of these things, if there's anything I'm not good at, I can change! I really can change! Please don't abandon me, Brother Jin..."
"Didn't you say I was fine? Didn't the Emperor even bestow a marriage upon us? Why are you suddenly treating me like this? I don't believe you've really fallen in love with someone else, I don't believe it! You clearly still care about me, I know..."
Xing Fuhua looked at Sikong Jin with teary eyes, her voice choked with bitterness. After a long while, seeing that Sikong Jin behind her was still so indifferent, she couldn't help but lower her head, cover her face with her hands, and silently cry.
"Alright, can you please stop crying? Your crying is giving me a headache. If it would make you feel better, you can stab me a few times later!"
Sikong Jin spoke with great annoyance.
Hearing this, Xing Fuhua finally managed to suppress her sobs and silently choked back tears.
Soon, the two rode through the thin twilight, and a crescent moon, as smooth as water, hung high in the distant, silent sky, scattering a layer of cool, dancing frost across the ground.
After passing through a large, dense thicket of bushes, Sikong Jin finally arrived at the edge of a small lake.
"Come down!"