Translator: Atlas Studios   Editor: Atlas Studios
A chill surged up her heart, dispelling the feeling that made her heart beat faster. All the hairs on her body stood on end. She shook her head violently. No, it was impossible. She couldnât do it. She couldnât accept someone who wasnât Yan Ye.
âHeâs too good to me, but itâs not just his kindness that I accept him. Is it because heâs the one who did this to me?â Beiting Huang thought to herself, âWhen he looks at me, heâs looking at my soul through my eyes. He knows and is familiar with my soul, not my body, my identity or strength.â
It was her soul, and it had nothing to do with ugliness or beauty. It was precisely because of her soul that such a cold and heartless person like Yan Ye asked Qiong Qi to leave behind healing pills for Beiting Huang the moment he saw her. That was why he had protected her step by step and recognized her after seeing her identity as a girl.
âNo, Iâve already thought about it. I have to give myself a chance and give him a chance. This isnât such a big deal. At most, weâll turn against each other in the future. Thereâs no need to be too conflicted.â Beiting Huang took a deep breath and walked towards the snow cherry tree in the courtyard step by step.
She leaned down on the soft couch where Yan Ye had been lying. âMost importantly, I canât be a deserter. I canât be a weakling. I canât run away just because Iâm afraid.â
Yan Ye was pushed out of the space and placed in his own room. He looked around and couldnât help but feel dejected. Back then, when he was refining that bracelet, he had thought about the consequences of it falling into the hands of others for the sake of Beiting Huangs safety. As long as the owner was around, no one would have the chance to get the spatial bracelet. As a result, it was impossible for him to enter the space even if he wanted to.
Sitting down in front of the bed by the window, Yan Ye sent an order to the courtyard. âQiong Qi, take a Spirit Moulding Pill refined by the Ninth Young Master and send it to Ximen Song. Pass down my order to General Pei to escort Ximen Song into the palace to see Princess Jin. Tell Ximen Song that the healing process will be very painful. It depends on whether Princess Jin can endure it!â
When Qiong Qi heard this, he respectfully said, âYes.â It received the order and walked out.
He didnât dare to say another word. Yan Ye was really in a bad mood. His voice was light and low, suppressing a lot of anger. Sigh, he really didnât know how Ninth Young Master angered him!
Yan Ye sat in front of the window and dipped his finger into the tea. He wrote the word âHuangâ on the table over and over again.
After an unknown period of time, energy fluctuated in the room. Beiting Huang walked out of the space and was about to stand still in the room when she saw Yan Ye. She was shocked. It was obvious that she had forgotten that she had entered the space from Yan Yeâs room.
âHuangâer!â
Yan Ye suddenly stood up. The moment he saw Beiting Huang, his disappointment calmed down and he even felt a little nervous. Beiting Huang glanced at the table and saw the words he had written just now. She didnât know how many times he had them, but there were dark traces on the ebony table, It was her name.
Beiting Huangs face burned. Although she had already mentally prepared herself, she still felt her heart skip a beat. She hurriedly said, âUh, um, carry on being busy. I still have something on. Iâll leave first!â
With that, she strode out. However, she wasnât faster than Yan Ye.
She was pulled into Yan Yeâs arms..