Chapter 904: Chapter 904 – I’m Very Happy, I Do Not Blame Anyone
She could not do it. So, no matter what she had to go through, she was going to have this baby.
Feng Tianlan looked up at Xi Lin, who wore a firm, loving smile on her pale face. It was unlike that languid but elegant young woman. She radiated the glow of maternal love.
She suddenly understood that Sister Lin, who seemingly cared about nothing and was extremely languorous in doing things, had her own tenacity and stubbornness.
Sister Lin’s feelings for He Lianhuang were similar to her decades-long unwavering trust in Feng Tianlan.
“I’m sorry.” Feng Tianlan looked down. Her voice was full of guilt. If she were not just concerned about Xi Jin that night, she would have stayed by Sister Lin’s side and such a thing would not have happened.
Xi Lin felt bad as she held Feng Tianlan’s hand and said, “Tianlan, don’t say sorry to me. This matter really has nothing to do with you. I did it willingly. He Lianhuang was still rational at the time. He told me to go, but I didn’t leave...”
Xi Lin slowly described what happened that night. Her tone was very calm and happy.
That night she went to the West Partial Palace. Everything was normal when she saw He Lianhuang. And after checking with him, she realized that it was a scheme and the two of them would separate. But she found that something was wrong with him.
Although she was well protected deep within the palace, she had still heard about some crafty plots and machinations, so she guessed something was up.
He Lianhuang wanted her to leave but she was reluctant to. She did not feel reassured. She was the one who made the first move. He Lianhuang was still sensible at first. Then he lost all reason later and the two of them joined together as one.
“Afterwards, He Lianhuang said he would go to my King Father to ask for my hand and marry me. He said he would be responsible for me.” At which point, Xi Lin smiled a bittersweet smile and continued, saying, “But I refused, because I think for two people to get marry, ‘being responsible’ is not enough. What I want is to get married because of love. No matter how much I like him, I will not compromise and marry him for political reasons or out of responsibility. Some things cannot be forced.”
Not to mention, even if she could force him to marry her, it would not be sweet. It would be torture to both of them and increase each other’s disillusionment. So why should she do so?
It was better to stay like this. In any case, she would still have good memories. Good or bad, they would not dislike the sight of each other in the future. She could at least still retain a trace of self-esteem. And no matter what, she still had a friend like Tianlan.
She was also afraid that, if she got married, she would no longer be able to hold on one day and would be blinded enough by jealousy to harm Tianlan.
Therefore, it was best not to get married.
Feng Tianlan quietly listened to Xi Lin’s words. She had her own determination and she also had her own pride. But her feelings for He Lianhuang also gave her a sense of inferiority.
“Tianlan, I really don’t blame you for this matter.” Xi Lin held Feng Tianlan’s hand tight. There was a hint of a tender smile on her face as she said, “Don’t blame yourself for everything. We should blame the people who hurt us. Whatever happens, we cannot blame the victim for being careless or for taking care. We can only blame the perpetrator.”
Xi Lin knew that Tianlan would easily shoulder the responsibility as her own. It was what was good and bad about her. The only people at fault were Shen Yunya and herself because the former had set the trap, and the latter was the willing party.
This matter could not be pinned on Tianlan no matter what.
Feng Tianlan’s still felt uncomfortable and her chest was tight as she said, “Sister Lin...”
“It’s an incredibly happy thing for me. I wasn’t going to marry anyone anyway. Now, I don’t have to grow old alone. I have a child of my own. It’s really a wonderful thing,” Xi Lin said.
New novel 𝓬hapters are published on (f)reeweb(n)ovel.com