Ye Xishui suddenly turned around and stared coldly at Long Xiaoyao. “Mu En asked me the same question back then. Do you want to answer on my behalf?”

Long Xiaoyao’s body started to shudder vigorously. One could see the sadness in his eyes.

After seeing how Long Xiaoyao had reacted to her words, Yi Xishui sighed and said, “Forget about it, Xiaoyao. I am in the wrong. I should not have mentioned that. At the end of the day, you have spent more than a hundred years with me even if you were wrong back then. This is something Mu En and Zhongli Wu’s father would never be able to do. I know you are the one who loves me the most. You must have struggled a lot and blamed yourself all these years. Do you know I have long wanted to tell you that I have forgiven you? But I am afraid that once I say that, you will leave me. And when that happens, I will no longer have someone I can trust with my heart.”

The pain in Long Xiaoyao’s eyes had disappeared. Tears started to well up in his eyes instead.

Ye Xishui gently leaned on his body and allowed herself to enter his embrace. “Now, I have really forgiven you. You don’t have to feel bad about that incident anymore. You...