Disappointment

Despite the urgency and gentleness in Yu Zhen's words, Li Xueyue refused to yield. She was stubborn, and it was a dominant trait in her. She wanted to change for his sake but couldn't.

Li Xueyue didn't want people to pity Yu Zhen for having an "incompetent" wife who was too weak to stand by his side. She didn't want to tarnish his reputation by having a public image of someone who was weak.

"The crowd is only slightly impressed," Li Xueyue responded. She took his hand and held it tightly. "I'm sorry."

Yu Zhen's eyes hardened. He was well-aware of her disobedience. She was free-spirited and had a strong will that refuses to yield to anyone. She was like a sparrow meant to fly higher than a phoenix.

But this was who he had fallen in love with. This was who he would bargain his life for. If Heaven granted him immortality, he would not accept it unless she, too, gained it.

"You—"