lcionline Chapter 342 I Don't Forgive!
Chapter 342 I Don't Forgive!
She nimbly dismounted and walked forward, with Xing Fuhua following closely behind. They walked a long distance around the lake before finally arriving at a secluded and shady spot in the grass.
At this moment, the lakeside was quiet, with a faint scent of wild chrysanthemums wafting in the air. The bushes around the grass grew very tall, and the blooming wild chrysanthemums all around turned the entire meadow into a golden expanse.
Sikong Jin walked to the lakeside and looked at the crescent moon reflected in the water. After a long while, she turned her head to look at Xing Fuhua, who was standing motionless behind her. Her silent gaze flickered a few times, and then she said softly, "Hua'er, it's not that I don't want to marry you. In fact, there are many men better than me. Why do you hold on to me so tightly?"
"Because I've been set on you from the very beginning! Sikong Jin! What reason do you have to refuse me now? If it's still because you have someone else in your heart, then... I'll agree to let her in. Are you satisfied now?"
"You insist on following me, don't you?"
Sikong Jin frowned and stared at her.
"Yes! I will follow you, Sikong Jin, unless you want to defy the imperial decree. I will marry you, become your wife, have you, and be the mistress of your Sikong Mansion!"
Xing Fuhua's face was resolute.
"I...I really can't marry you, please, please let me go, okay?"
Sikong Jin said with a headache, she really couldn't bring herself to say such a cruel thing as being a woman to Xing Fuhua.
"A reason! Didn't you say you'd give me a reason?"
Compared to Sikong Jin's agitation, Xing Fuhua had calmed down. She raised her hand to wipe away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes. "If you can really give me a reason that can convince me, I will give up and let go. Are you satisfied now?"
Meeting her resolute gaze, Sikong Jin finally couldn't help but sigh, nodded, and said with a strained smile, "Alright, I'll give you a reason now, so you can let go completely and stop clinging to me like a fool!"
As Sikong Jin spoke, she reached up and grabbed her hair, pulling out the black jade hairpin. Her long, beautiful, jet-black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, reaching below her thighs...
Xing Fuhua was startled. A faint light flashed through her mind, but before she could grasp it, she suddenly seemed to realize something and became stiff.
Sikong Jin's movements didn't stop. She elegantly touched her beautiful black cascade of breasts, then reached for her waist, loosened her belt, and her robes immediately opened wide. She casually tossed the belt aside, looked indifferently at the astonished Xing Fuhua, and slowly removed her outer robe...
With a soft 'thud,' her undergarment fell to her feet, revealing a large expanse of her fair, white shoulders and jade-like skin. The white cloth tightly wrapped around her chest was clearly visible to Xing Fuhua…
She calmly continued to untie the white cloth around her chest. The cloth fell off in circles until it landed completely at her feet. Xing Fuhua's eyes turned ashen in an instant.
"Do you understand? Do you want me to continue?"
Sikong Jin looked at Xing Fuhua without any attempt to hide her feelings, and laughed self-deprecatingly, "This is the reason why I can't marry you. Isn't that reason sufficient?"
Xing Fuhua's face turned deathly pale. She stared at Sikong Jin in a daze and shook her head. "This is impossible...this is impossible! This is impossible!"
"Is it hard for you to accept? I, Sikong Jin, have never been a man, but a real woman. How can you expect a woman like me to marry you?"
Sikong Jin looked at her calmly, bent down, picked up the outer robe from the ground, and simply draped it over her shoulders.
"So, you, Sikong Jin, have been lying to me from the very beginning, haven't you?"
Xing Fuhua's tearful eyes flashed with resentment as she stared intently at Sikong Jin.
Sikong Jin smiled sadly, without explaining. If she said she was lying to her, it was true. She had always known that she was a woman, but she had never told Xing Fuhua!
"Tell me! Why aren't you saying anything? Have you been lying to me all along?"
Xing Fuhua angrily questioned.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness, perhaps I should have explained this to you sooner, but the situation forces me to do so."
"So you can tell His Majesty the Northern Emperor that you're having a great time with him, while I've been kept in the dark, foolishly hoping that you'll return to the capital and marry me, right?"
Xing Fuhua couldn't hold back her tears and stared at Sikong Jin in disbelief.
Sikong Jin's face showed an apology, and she said in a low voice, "This has nothing to do with Di Beizun. Do you remember that great battle on the banks of the Shenglan River? I was knocked into the Shenglan River by Tuoba Yu with a single palm strike, and it was Di Beizun who saved me. I guess that's when he found out my identity... I didn't mean to hide it, Ninth Princess. You should understand that under those circumstances, if this information were to be revealed, I, Sikong Jin, would die without a burial place. Please understand."
"I don't forgive you! How can you expect me to forgive you? The person I, Xing Fuhua, have loved for over a decade is actually a woman? Sikong Jin! You are so cruel! You might as well kill me and let me off the hook!"
Xing Fuhua felt waves of pain in her chest, as if all her strength had been drained away. Her legs gave way and she collapsed onto the grass, looking at Sikong Jin through teary eyes.
Sikong Jin lowered his gaze to Xing Fuhua, who looked dazed, and reached out to help her up, but she brushed him away, saying, "Don't touch me!"
"Hua'er, I... as long as you're willing, I can still play the role of a good older brother by your side. You see, a man as scum as me—no, a woman as scum as me—you'd be making a mistake marrying me! So, you can write me a letter of divorce, just divorce me cleanly, then find a good man to marry and live a happy life that will make me furious, like this..."
Sikong Jin racked her brains trying to find a way to ease the oppressive and uncomfortable atmosphere.
"Who asked you to be the eldest brother? Sikong Jin, you've kept this from me for so long, yet you're with the Northern Emperor... I thought this time you were... How could you do this to me? How could you do this to me?"
Xing Fuhua reached out and grabbed the clothes on the ground, angrily throwing them at Sikong Jin.
Sikong Jin caught the clothes Xing Fuhua threw at him, and chuckled dryly, "I'm sorry, Hua'er, not 'big brother,' 'big sister' would be fine too, as long as you're better off, I'll do anything! Now that we've talked things out, there's no need to worry. You're so young and beautiful, hurry up and find a good man to marry, don't let me hold you back anymore. Look at me, I've already been having an affair with Di Beizun, we're a pair of despicable people, you're so beautiful, so gorgeous, you're the goddess of the entire Fengyun world, finding a high-class god would be a piece of cake, wouldn't it?"