War Prisoner Chapter 63

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Author: 梨花烟雨(Li Hua Yan Yu) /Lê Hoa Yên Vũ

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War Prisoner Chapter 62

Su Yi's heart twisted with pain. He knew that Wanyan Shuo was still emotionally attached to him, but taking into account Su Yi's current situation and status, if Wanyan Shuo continued to have warm feelings towards him, Su Yi knew that this would only cause a hundred harms to him with not even a single benefit to balance it out. Therefore, he carefully restrained himself from showing even a shred of care and concern for the little boy in his speech. Instead, he offered another respectful bow and said: "Much thanks to the Crown Prince for coming to the aid of your humble servant."

Wanyan Shuo stared at him stubbornly. Suddenly, he extended a hand and grabbed Su Yi, saying loudly: "You... you clearly know that what I want is not this, you clearly know it."

Su Yi looked at this child and saw that he was doing his utmost to restrain his tears. Su Yi's heart was also distressed, and he wanted nothing more than to be able to take Wanyan Shuo into his arms to reassure him and to soothe away all his hurts. But now, he had no other option but to force himself to hide his true feelings and project an aura of indifference. Striving to be detached, he said: "I don't know what the Crown Prince wants?"

His hopes dashed, Wanyan Shuo released Su Yi and went over to a tall tree and slumped dejectedly against it. In an exhausted voice, he said: I want you to tell me that you had actually been falsely accused. I want you to tell me that you did not actually betray my Imperial Father. I even want you to tell me that you truly love my Imperial Father and me. I... I am very greedy, correct?" He looked straight at Su Yi and said: "I very clearly know that these are impossible things, but I still want them, am I very useless? In truth, even I find this version of myself detestable. When did I, Wanyan Shuo, start to become so irresolute? I can't carry this burden, but neither can I put it down." He shook his head, stood up straight and said: "You should go." Without further ado, Wanyan Shuo also proceeded to leave. Su Yi perceived that there was a strange sense of weariness about the little boy's retreating figure and he gave a long sigh as he watched Wanyan Shuo go further and further away. When his silhouette had become naught but a small blur on the horizon, only then did Su Yi say in the direction of a nearby tree: "Miss Zi Yan, the Crown Prince is now far away, you can come out."  

At these words, Zi Yan's figure appeared in front of Su Yi. She also looked at Wanyan Shuo's silhouette --- a mere speck now, just about to vanish --- and gave a sigh of frustration. She turned back and saw that Su Yi was looking at her with luminous eyes. In everything she had ever done, she had felt that she had the courage of her convictions, but in this time, at this moment, for some reason, she felt a trace of guilt beginning to plague her conscience and she inadvertently hung her head.

"Miss, is this the result that you wanted? To have the three of us living with such pain? It doesn't matter what happens to me, but Wanyan Xu and the Crown Prince are your masters and I believe that you have sincerely vowed loyalty and devotion to them with all your heart. Your aim was to cause them to become totally cynical, to divest them of all emotional ties so that they can become ruthless and calculating rulers. No matter the cost, no matter how painful the process is for them, it is all worth it in your eyes, is that right?" He could no longer contain the seething umbrage in his heart, nor could he be bothered to be mindful of his lowly status as a slave. With each word and sentence, he strove to strike at the most vulnerable part of Zi Yan's heart.

"Are you trying to make me go in front of the Emperor and help you to prove your innocence?" Unable to refute Su Yi's words, she could only choose to project the image of a pitiless villain with her cold voice and disdainful words, so as to hide her conflicted heart.

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