Chapter 902: Chapter 902: 900: The Baby Feels a Bit Wronged

Su Yingxue immediately leaned out, “Mo Qi, are you tired of driving? Let me do it, and you go rest inside the carriage!”

The carriage bumped, giving Su Yingxue the chance she had been waiting for to break free from Chu Yihan. She hurriedly jumped down from the carriage.

But on the road ahead, Qin Muyan was waiting for her on horseback.

Qin Muyan approached her and extended his hand, his eyes deep, “Yingxue, mount the horse. Your Highness has something to say to you.”

Su Yingxue had intended to ask him to get down and talk, but a man’s low roar came from behind her, “Su Yingxue, don’t you dare!”

He was threatening her!

Su Yingxue huffed and placed her hand in Qin Muyan’s, allowing him to take her away on horseback.

Qin Muyan’s horse sped off quickly, disappearing from everyone’s sight after a while.

Mo Qi turned to ask for instructions, “Master, should we bring the Princess back?”

With Su Yingxue fleeing with Qin Muyan right in front of Chu Yihan, it seemed Chu would have destroyed the Great Wei Dynasty out of spite.

“Let them be!”

From inside the carriage, a man’s voice, cold as ice and barely containing his rage, could be heard.

Conscious of his duty, Mo Qi alighted from the carriage, and with the Shadow Guards, moved away from the carriage.

To their surprise, Chu Yihan ordered, “Proceed!”

“Proceed? Are we not waiting for the Princess?” one of the Shadow Guards whispered tentatively.

Mo Qi gave him a strong pat on the back and squinted at him, “Follow the master’s orders. Those who talk too much will receive their punishment!”

The Shadow Guard who got hit had tearful eyes: “…”

The baby was just worried about the Princess.

The baby felt a bit wronged.

Qin Muyan took Su Yingxue close to the military camp. Today, he had come from the prince’s mansion to the military camp.

Standing on the high mountain behind the camp, overlooking the soldiers training below, Qin Muyan couldn’t hide the sorrow in his eyes, “Yingxue, is there truly no chance for me?”

He had fallen for Su Yingxue at first sight, with a deep affection that he had never abandoned.

He had tried everything, and in the end, he even waited for the truth—that Su Yingxue was his cousin to whom he had been betrothed.

But in the end…

Fate was making a fool of him.

Su Yingxue held his horse’s reins and lightly patted its mane, “Yes, cousin, you have no chance. I love Your Highness, and I am married to him.”

Such a straightforward answer.

Decisive and final.

Not leaving anyone with any hope.

A sharp pain surged through Qin Muyan’s heart, more intense than the worst injury he had ever suffered on the battlefield.

Su Yingxue knew he would be hurt, but she had to say the words she had prepared, “Cousin, I am honored to be your cousin by blood, and I am honored to have met you. Like Your Highness, you are a hero of our time, the arm of the nation, but Su Yingxue is only one person with just one heart. I have promised myself to Your Highness and cannot promise myself to anyone else.

My mother once said, ‘One life, one partnership, no room for another in between.'”

These words hit Qin Muyan like a storm, pounding into his heart.

He desperately tried to block them, but they recklessly stormed into his heart, leaving it battered and wounded.

“Fine, then Your Highness will send you away.”

Qin Muyan’s eyes were slightly red, his barely concealed anger and frustration clearly written on his face.

He had never known the feeling of not getting what he wanted.

But now, he had to face the reality.

His beloved cousin, his Su Yingxue, he had to part with her for life, never to have her again.

Before leaving, Su Yingxue told him another truth, “Cousin, actually, your young aunt Qin Zheng has long been deceased. My mother, Long Shuli, is not her.”