“Yes. That’s why I held a wedding so quickly and told everybody that I loved her. You were safe only after you were kicked out of the house.”
Gu Bailu shook her head hard. “No… How can that be…”
After being upset for such a long time, she had accepted that Feng Qingtian was a disloyal scumbag, but all of a sudden, she learned that Feng Qingtian had only been acting, and that he was still the same.
“Lulu, I couldn’t tell you in advance because it would be hard to fool the heavens if you knew the truth. You have no idea how I’ve missed you all this time, but I feared that I would reveal my real emotions if I saw you.”
“So, Yan Anchun was reduced to that because of me? Everything that she endured should’ve happened to me?”
Gu Bailu shed tears after learning the truth.
Yan Anchun had suffered for her and done everything for her.
But when Yan Anchun barged into Prince Zi’s house at the beginning, Gu Bailu had almost wanted to kill her.
“Yes, she was a sacrifice.” Feng Qingtian kissed the tears from her face.
He knew that she must feel bad.
The girl was too kindhearted to be indifferent to someone who had sacrificed herself for her.
That was truly the most appropriate description.
“Who is she? Why is her soul so similar to mine?”
Also, the woman had come to them of her own accord.
She had been waiting for them when they returned from the sea.
“She is Shao Di’s shadow and bears half of Shao Di’s spiritual power.”
“What? Shao Di’s shadow?” Gu Bailu was stunned again. Did that mean that Gu Yunjing was in danger too?
No wonder Shao Di had never returned after he left.
He hadn’t shown up even on the day of Feng Qingtian’s wedding.
“Is he alright?” Gu Bailu grabbed Feng Qingtian’s sleeve and asked worriedly.
Feng Qingtian replied gloomily, “Why do you care so much about him? Did he really touch you?”
Gu Bailu lifted her chin. “I can’t care about him when he helped me? He did touch me, so what? Are you going to despise me or hate me?”
Feng Qingtian lowered his eyes and didn’t say anything, but Gu Bailu felt pain when she saw his expression.
She shouldn’t vent her anger on him. He had done nothing wrong.
He must’ve felt even worse than she did, when she threw a divorce notice into his place and held a fake wedding with Shao Di.
“Lulu, no matter how you change, you will always be mine. My love for you will never change.” Feng Qingtian suddenly hugged her tightly.
Gu Bailu struggled and said, “Let go of me. I can’t breathe.”
Feng Qingtian released her but covered her lips with his own, his tongue playing inside her mouth like he was cleaning it out.
Gu Bailu tried to push him away. “Don’t be like this. You’re still wounded.”
Feng Qingtian looked at her worriedly. “Lulu, do you have feelings for Gu Yunjing?”
That was what he dreaded most. He was scared that she would be grateful to Gu Yunjing, who was willing to help her get through the divine retribution by giving up half of his spiritual power.
“No, I’m just worried that he’s affected by Yan Anchun’s wounds since I haven’t seen him in a while.”