Orientals
"Then why did you choose to tell me now?"
"Because right now, you are already strong enough."
Zhao Shuning reached out her hand, asking Yan Ruyu to hug her like a spoiled child.
Yan Ruyu smiled.
He stepped forward and held her in his arms.
Zhao Shuning's heart ached as she looked at Yan Ruyu's white hair.
"I'm sorry. It was because of me that you became like this."
"Silly girl, what nonsense are you spouting? If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have to endure this."
Zhao Shuning made a face.
"I'd love to."
In the end, he had successfully gotten himself a clean heart. All the hardships he had previously endured were all worth it.
"You rest first. I'll go to the imperial kitchens and get you some food to supplement your body."
"I'll do whatever I want."
"Ning, son, you rest for now. You still have things to do next."
Zhao Shuning nodded.
Ye Zichen doted on Yan Ruyu.