95 Confrontation

"I've done wrong too, Fuyao," Meng Fuyao heard Zhangsun Wuji say in a low voice.

"Hmm?"

"I did not think that he would make a move on me, and at the expense of Yaocheng at that. It's my fault that you almost ended your own life." His voice sounded rather bitter, and Meng Fuyao wondered why.

'Why wouldn't he expect King De's motive? Hadn't they been aggressively fighting over the throne? No one could go easy on his opponent, and for someone so wise, how could Zhangsun Wuji not see that coming? Why, why, why…?'

Doubts circled in her mind, and she struggled to break free but to no avail. Nights of insomnia and exhaustion finally took a toll on her upon Zhangsun Wuji's return. Her endlessly binding train of thought soon set its weight on her eyelids.