Song Yuan was really confused.
It was hard for her not to interpret his behavior as a proposal. If it wasn't a proposal, why would he give her the diamond ring and say such words? But if it was a proposal, why did she feel that something was wrong? It was not his style to propose at this juncture.
He should have known that she would not agree to his proposal now. Then why did he still do this? In her memory, he was a person who did not like to be rejected. Just like when he had just transmigrated, he deliberately pretended to have amnesia to get close to her because he understood her. Once she knew his true identity and knew that he had memories, she would not get close to him again.
After Song Yuan thought this through, she frowned and asked very seriously, "What's wrong with you? Did something happen?"
Yung Heng's heart relaxed, and he suddenly smiled.
At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the way he was when they first met, so relaxed and calm.
"You see, you still know me very well." Yung Heng placed the ring on the table. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at everything in the neighborhood. He turned his head. Under the sunlight, his hair did not seem white, but silver. It made him look gentle.
"Yuanyuan, I have to go back." Yung Heng said as he looked at her gently. "Actually, it was an accident that I came here. I missed you so much at that time. I searched through the ancient books and even found the State Preceptor. The State Preceptor said that I was a person of destiny in the Daye Dynasty, and I could not leave for too long. It was recorded that someone had tried this method and had a fortuitous encounter. But after he returned to his original position, he only lived less than 40 years old. This was an act that harmed one's life, so it was banned."
"The State Preceptor once advised me not to be too stubborn. You come and go because of fate. I can't force it. But I didn't believe it. At first, I just wanted to ask you one thing. Do you really want to leave me? But after coming here, I became very greedy. I want you to come back to my side. "
Song Yuan looked at him in a daze.
"Do you believe that I am not such a person? In the five years that you disappeared, other than missing you very much, I was still doing what an emperor should do. For me, being a good emperor is my responsibility. If I can't be a good husband, please forgive me. "
Hearing these words, Song Yuan's hands began to tremble. She was afraid that she would knock over the bowl, so she absent-mindedly put the bowl in her hand on the table. Her nose began to sour. "Are, are you going back?"
"Yes. Rong Heng smiled and nodded. "I want to return to my original position. I'm sorry. I should ask for your forgiveness, but I can't let go of the Great Ye Dynasty, my country, and my people. ................................................................................
. She didn't know how much courage and effort it took for him to make this decision.
This was probably the most … unlike him he had ever made in his life.
For as long as he could remember, no matter what he did or said, he would first consider his own interests. This was probably the first time, the first time he acted like a saint.
"You …" Song Yuan had just opened her mouth when she felt a lump in her throat. She wanted to say a lot, but she didn't know where to start.
She never thought that there would be such a possibility.
Wasn't transmigrating involuntarily? Just like her … she didn't transmigrate to ancient times of her own volition. Later, she was surprised that she could transmigrate back. Thinking back, she was also depressed all day. Every time she thought of her parents in the modern world, her heart would ache. When she thought of her elder brother who died in battle, she was so depressed that she almost couldn't breathe. Could it be that the power of the mind could transmigrate through time?
This time, Rong Ting and he both transmigrated. She thought that things would be like this, that they would never be able to go back. She even often worried that Rong Ting couldn't blend in with his peers. Now, she heard him say that he wanted to go back.
"I'm sorry." The number of times Yung Heng said sorry today was comparable to the number of times he had said sorry in the past many years.
His gaze was sad, but also tenacious. "I don't know if you can understand me like you did in the past this time. Do you still remember that I told you that to me, even my own life is not as important as the country and the people? My mission hasn't been completed yet. I can't let go of the country that Qing Rong swore to protect. Speaking of Qing Rong, the day before you married into the palace, he came to look for me. We drank together and talked a lot. He told me that he wanted to use his blood and his head to exchange for your peace in the palace. "
Song Yuan's eyes reddened at the mention of Meng Qing Rong.
"At that time, I promised him that you would have a good life in the palace. Now that I think about it, I went back on my word. You didn't seem to be happy in the palace. Qing Rong is broad-minded. He put you, the people, and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in his place. I never doubted him for a moment. I'm not afraid that you will laugh at me. I'm just a little jealous of him. I'm jealous that you care and trust him so much. "Yung Heng laughed and finally said this sentence.
He was narrow-minded, eccentric, and domineering. He sat on that chair in the dragon robe, but he still worried about gains and losses.
Song Yuan stared at him blankly. She didn't even notice that tears had fallen.
Yung Heng's mood was very strange. Seeing her cry, he was actually a little happy. It turned out that in this life, he could wait until she was sad for him.
Song Yuan was very sad.
She might have resented him, or hated him, but those emotions were gone now. She should have been happy when she heard that he was going back, right? No, she was just … a little helpless. There was also a little bit of panic that she didn't notice.
Because she knew that if he went back, it would be farewell forever.
"Originally, I wanted to secretly trick you into going back." Yung Heng looked at her teary eyes and said in a low voice, "My plan was that if you didn't want to come back to my side, I would think of a way to trick you into going back. When you go back, it might not be long before you accept it."
Song Yuan looked at him with teary eyes and surprise.
"I know I'm a bastard. You can think of it as me being possessed and crazy." Yung Heng lowered his eyes. "I reacted in time and suddenly felt that there was no point in doing this. You don't know what kind of life I lived in those five years, except for dealing with government affairs. What I said to you that day was true. If it weren't for those five years, I might have done the same thing. But with those five years, how can I be willing? How can I be willing to let you return to my side only unwillingly? "
"I want you to be willing. I want you to accept it."
For her, he gave up all his heart's blood except for the throne. For her, his hair turned white. For her, he vomited blood. For her, he endured five years of loneliness. Could it be that all he wanted was for her to have a laughable ending where her heart wasn't with him?
Song Yuan didn't know what to say. She only felt her nose sour and her eyes hot. There was also a kind of sadness that gradually welled up in her heart.
The sun was so bright outside, but her hands and feet were cold.
He said so much, but she didn't know how to reply to him.
He came to the modern era and couldn't let go of the country and responsibilities of the ancient era. She was the same. If she returned to the ancient era because of a moment of reluctance, how ridiculous would she be …
She knew that he was telling her the truth, but he was not without a glimmer of hope that she would go back with him after hearing his words.
"I …"
Yung Heng looked at her and thought of many things in the past. He walked forward and reached out his hand. While she was in a daze, he gently pulled her into his arms.
His nose was filled with her scent. He closed his eyes slightly and thought of their first encounter in the spring rain that year.
Song Yuan didn't refuse his hug this time.
She thought of that winter when it was snowing heavily. It was rare for him to be free, so he took her to the palace's plum garden. He held her hand and admired the plum blossoms in the pavilion. At that time, he also hugged her like this.
"In the past, I was afraid of losing you, so I disregarded your wishes and married you with an imperial edict. Now, I'm still very afraid of losing you, but I don't want to lie to you anymore. "
Yung Heng's voice was low. "I already know your answer. I always knew. Take that ring and keep it. Zi Heng owes you. "
He had promised her that he would find her a diamond ring in the future and propose to her according to the custom of her hometown. He wouldn't let her have any regrets.
He naturally had to do what he promised her.
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