Chapter 566

A playful look flashed across his eyes.

He teased:

"Is my Lady jealous?"

Huang Rong turned her body to the side,

guiltily avoiding Gu Hanyuan's gaze.

She said in a low, complex tone:

"I love Brother Jing; why would I be jealous of you?"

However, Gu Hanyuan pursued relentlessly:

"Then why is my Lady reacting so strongly?"

Huang Rong's thoughts were exposed,

but she did not know how to explain.

She scolded angrily, her expression miserable:

"Let go!"

Gu Hanyuan pulled Huang Rong in front of him.

The distance between them was less than an arm's length.

They could clearly see the reflections in each other's eyes.

Amidst Huang Rong's slightly panicked gaze, he said softly:

"I only want to know my Lady's true feelings."

Huang Rong was stunned.

She said in a melancholy tone:

"True feelings, is it? Fine!"

Every scene since she first met Gu Hanyuan flashed before her eyes.

The memory of their hearts connecting while playing the zither and flute was still fresh.

Guo Jing's shadow in her heart was growing thinner.

The "Heart-Connecting Pendant" in her bosom felt as if it were faintly burning.

Huang Rong's clever, seven-apertured heart let go of all reservations at this moment.

With tears in the corners of her eyes, she cried out:

"Young Master Gu, you know clearly that I want to stay with Brother Jing for a lifetime, so why do you still flirt with me!"

His handsome appearance, which even she found attractive,

his martial arts that far surpassed Guo Jing's,

and his heroic spirit of "I shall go even if thousands of people stand against me."

"Young Master Gu, since you and Fu'er are already in love, why do you still flirt with me!"

Every probe ended with her heart in chaos.

She had even tried to use schemes against him, just as she had against Ouyang Ke in the past,

but her resolve was always shaken at the final step.

Her emotions had fluctuated for him many times.

"Young Master Gu, you have many young and beautiful women by your side, so why do you still flirt with me!"

Fighting the Dog-Beating Formation of the Northern Beggar Sect alone for the sake of a promise,

and rushing back to save her in time even when his internal energy was exhausted.

Disregarding danger to find the "Yin-Yang Art" that could grant eternal youth.

Each and every one of these things was telling her

that this man, who was much younger than her, was truly very good to her.

The only remaining reason for resistance was Gu Hanyuan's philandering nature.

"Stop wasting your thoughts on me! It is impossible between us!"

Tears slid from the corners of Huang Rong's eyes.

Her tender, smooth skin, which could be broken by a blow, offered no resistance at all.

The tear turned into a crystalline pearl,

falling to the ground and shattering into pieces.

Gu Hanyuan looked at the sorrowful, weeping Huang Rong,

revealing a barely perceptible bitter smile.

He asked dejectedly:

"Does my Lady hate me?"

Huang Rong suppressed the stinging pain in her heart,

and said the opposite of what she felt:

"Yes, I hate you! I hate you the most!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Hanyuan let go of Huang Rong's wrist.

He said indifferently, with a lonely expression:

"So that's how it is. It was Gu who was reckless."

Having said that, he silently picked up his wine cup

and drank it all in one gulp.

It was as if a thunderbolt had flashed through Huang Rong's mind.

The words "Gu Mou" pierced her heart.

That high-spirited figure in white

had now transformed into a youth whose heart ached as he drank bitter wine.

A flash of heartache, which she herself had not noticed, passed through her eyes.

She said hesitantly:

"Young Master Gu..."

Gu Hanyuan revealed an apologetic yet dejected smile:

"Apologies for causing Lady Guo so much trouble."

"I..."

Huang Rong stopped mid-sentence.

Gu Hanyuan interrupted her,

saying softly:

"Lady Guo, go and rest."

Huang Rong only felt that indifferent smile was incomparably grating.

A sentence flashed through her heart:

"Is this how it ends for us?"

No matter how she tried to console herself,

she still couldn't stop feeling sad.

Her feet, which had wanted to leave, seemed to be nailed firmly to the ground.

The cold moonlight fell on that lonely figure drinking by himself,

making him appear hazy and unreal.

The stinging pain in Huang Rong's heart intensified.

She hesitated for a moment and sat back down.

She snatched the pot of "Treading Snow Seeking Plum" from Gu Hanyuan's hand,

filled the wine cup in front of her,

and after drinking it in one gulp, said softly:

"I will drink with you."

This did not receive a response.

Gu Hanyuan merely took out another pot of "Bitter Dew Immortal Spring." ===== CHAPTER 568 =====