A faint smile tugged at Lin Haihai’s lips, but her eyes were still brimming with tears. “It’s very painful to be away from him, and it also hurts to be with him. However, the two feelings are distinctively different. If we’re apart, only the two of us would be in pain. Whereas if we are to be together, there’ll be more people suffering with us. Hanlun is such a proud person. Can he possibly accept his admirable Imperial Elder Brother stealing his wife? Could the common people understand this? Some people might exploit this matter to stir up trouble. Then, the masses would be the one suffering. Even if we can be together, how can I possibly be happy, knowing I’ve pushed him to the point of no return?”

“You’re the one suffering if you insist on considering all these factors. Love is love. If other things are mixed into love, then it’s not simple and pure anymore. In fact, things might not be as serious as you think, unless you don’t love him.” Ever since Li Junyue encountered Yang Shaolun at Carefree Tavern that night, he had been touched by the man’s love which made him utter these irrational words. 

“Love isn’t the most important thing. Compared to human lives, love is nothing. Li Junyue, I can’t make the common people suffer and endure hardships for such selfish reasons. I must part with him not because I don’t love him, but because I love him too much!”

Li Junyue looked at her, his heart aching for her. He sighed and said, “If that’s the case, don’t complain about the hardships. You chose this path, so...