Yong Yaxuan never thought that in the eyes of the Butterfly Flower, he was such a despicable person.
He wanted to refute, but he also felt that he had no ground to stand on. Every word the Butterfly Flower said was like a knife stabbing into his heart. When he thought about it carefully, he found that it was indeed the case.
He never thought he was that bad before. He thought he had worked hard to pave the way and plan for her, but she didn't understand him at all. Instead, she always wanted to escape from him. However, looking at it from another perspective, he realized that he was the villain.
But what did the Butterfly Flower mean when he said Yu'er was lying in a pool of blood? He had never seen Yu'er like that. He didn't even dare to think about such a scene. Just thinking about it made him shiver all over.
What happened to Yu'er? Who did something to her? Why didn't he know anything? What had he been doing? At this moment, his heart ached beyond measure.
But the Butterfly Flower wasn't going to let him off easily. "You know nothing. What right do you have to beg for her forgiveness? You're truly unworthy as a husband and a father."
"What did you say?" Yong Yaxuan's face turned pale.
"In the harem, you couldn't protect your child who died in the power struggle, and you took your anger out on her. In the cold palace, you fed her the tendon - weakening powder and left her in danger. You only thought about the situation in the court and wanted to tie her to your side. When you were happy, you'd take a look at her. When you were unhappy, you'd just ignore her. You have three thousand concubines in the harem, but she only has you. Where were you when she needed you the most? Have you ever accompanied her? As a husband, you should dote on your wife, always have her in your eyes, and trust her whole - heartedly. Just as the saying goes, 'When a man and a woman are joined in marriage, they should love each other without suspicion.' As a father, you should protect your child, instead of shifting all the responsibility to the mother or others. Now you're just shifting your own faults onto her. Isn't this being 'unworthy as a husband and a father'?"
Yong Yaxuan's face turned red and then white. He admitted everything the Butterfly Flower said, but what was on his mind was the situation of Yu'er lying in a pool of blood.
"What exactly happened to Yu'er? Why was there blood all over her?" Yong Yaxuan asked eagerly.
But the Butterfly Flower stopped talking. He just finished bleeding Yong Yaxuan silently and then was about to leave.
Yong Yaxuan reached out his hand to grab him. "Come back to me and explain it clearly."
The Butterfly Flower ignored him.
Yong Yaxuan continued to reach out, but the Butterfly Flower walked further and further away, out of his reach.
At this moment, he lost his balance and fell heavily from the bed. The pain instantly spread across his whole shoulder and chest. He felt a rush of blood surging to his head, and he felt numb all over.
He fell on his back, and the wound on his back started bleeding again. The wound finally split open.
Hearing the sound behind him, the Butterfly Flower finally turned around to look at him. His gaze was cold, but he just looked at the unwillingness on Yong Yaxuan's face and then left without any hesitation.
At this time, the man in the straw hat also heard the sound and quickly rushed into the tent with his men. They were in a hurry to help Yong Yaxuan, but he waved them all away. He just stared at the disappearing back of the Butterfly Flower and shouted hoarsely, "Come back to me, come back..."
Just thinking about Ji Feiyu in that state made his heart ache. Who wanted to kill her? Who wanted to harm her?
He never knew his tears could be so cheap. Every time he thought he wouldn't cry anymore, but every time he couldn't hold back.
This must not be true! He was going to investigate this matter thoroughly. He would definitely find out the truth, definitely!
The Butterfly Flower must just be trying to provoke him, just wanting to see him in pain. But he was already like this. Why didn't the Butterfly Flower let him go? His heart was already full of wounds. Every time the Butterfly Flower said something to hurt him, he would start to reflect and at the same time try to soothe his own heart. But before he could get out of the previous grief, a new knife would stab into him. In this way, the new and old pains merged together, leaving no intact part of his heart.
But he still wanted to use this heart to love her. How he wished they could go back to the past, back to those care - free days.
...
When the Butterfly Flower came again the next day, he acted as if nothing had happened the day before. Yong Yaxuan looked at him weakly and smiled. "Aren't you going to say more?"
The Butterfly Flower lowered his head and did what he was doing, saying coldly, "I've said all I need to say."
Yong Yaxuan said, "I'll let you go. I'll ask someone else to change the medicine for the wound, and I'll do the bleeding myself."
Hearing this, the Butterfly Flower looked up at him. "Have you figured it out?" At this time, he was bringing a bowl of pitch - black medicine to him.
"Help me sit up. I'll drink it myself." Yong Yaxuan said. At this time, Yong Yaxuan's clothes were worn backwards on his chest and arms.
The Butterfly Flower gave him a hand, and he struggled to sit up. As he sat up, the bare skin on his back and the bandage around the wound came into the Butterfly Flower's sight. The Butterfly Flower took a look at the blood seeping through the newly changed bandage and said, "This wound was almost healed. Now it has to be nursed back to health again. Why do you have to do this?"
Yong Yaxuan took the medicine and drank it in one gulp. Sighing, he said, "Forcing, threatening, none of these can change her decision. But at least I can use my heart to love her. This time I'm going to dote on her, protect her, and not let anyone bully her again. If, if she still gives me a chance."
The Butterfly Flower poured cold water on him. "You don't have a chance anymore."
Yong Yaxuan sighed. "Then I'll just silently protect her."
The Butterfly Flower nodded. He handed the small knife to Yong Yaxuan and then left without looking back.
Yong Yaxuan watched his back. He cut a deep cut on his fingertip with the knife and let the blood drip into the prepared basin. The color of the blood was gradually looking better.
...
After the Butterfly Flower gave instructions on the oral medicine and the topical medicine, he successfully walked out of the military camp. He regained his freedom. Now he was going to find Ji Feiyu, if she needed him.
When the Butterfly Flower returned to Lotus Town at night, Ji Feiyu was no longer there.
The Butterfly Flower saw that his disguise tools were in a complete mess, and he was about to lose his temper. This girl actually secretly disguised herself behind his back. Did she distort her nose? Were her eyes uneven? When he was organizing his wardrobe, he also found that his favorite clothes had been taken away by Ji Feiyu. He thought to himself: Oh no! This girl must have disguised herself as a man.
In the world of men, Ji Feiyu's little kung - fu was nothing. The Butterfly Flower was almost dying of anxiety and quickly went to look for Ji Feiyu.