"Why?" Qiao Xia asked. He clearly loved her deeply, and she loved him too. Why couldn't they get married? Was it because of his illness?
"I'm sorry." Mu Liang walked past Qiao Xia and down from the rooftop. He passed through the corridor and almost fled the castle in a desperate manner. At that moment, he deeply wished to have a healthy body to grow old with her.
Just like the lyrics she wrote.
Yet he couldn't promise her that.
His life only had a few months left, perhaps just a month or a few days. Why give her such great hope, only to have it shattered in the end? It would be better to never give her hope from the start.
Mu Liang leaned against the wall, closing his eyes slightly.
The ring in Qiao Xia's hand hung powerlessly.
Qiao Xia held Dudu, "Dudu, your dad won't marry me. You have to be an illegitimate child. How pitiful."
Mu Liang, "..."
She had been saying this for three days.
Ever since the night of the proposal, she kept saying it.
