Chapter 1228: Chapter 750: Am I Just Destined to Be Chosen?! (Second Update)_2

An Ning’s heart stirred slightly.

Slowly raising both hands, she embraced Fu Xingyi.

Her entire body leaned against Fu Xingyi’s chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat, and she closed her eyes.

Her lips moved slightly.

I’m sorry, Xiao Jinxing.

...

Three days later.

Lin Zichan’s condition had noticeably improved a lot.

Xie Ruotong finally learned the whole truth.

At this moment, encountering Lin Zichan in the backyard was noticeably awkward.

She truly didn’t know what identity she should use to face him.

Lin Zichan also saw Xie Ruotong, and he walked over calmly, saying, "Whatever identity General Xie sees me as, that’s what I am."

It was telling him not to deliberately care about him.

After all, at this moment, he really was nothing.

"Yes." Xie Ruotong responded respectfully.

At this moment, it seemed that this was the only way.

"Is Guard Lin’s health getting better?" Xie Ruotong opened a new topic, not wanting the conversation to be so stiff.

Every day, Song Yanqing would leave for the Imperial Palace early and return by dusk.

"Much better," Lin Zichan said.

"Have you decided when to leave?" Xie Ruotong asked bluntly.

Lin Zichan looked at her.

"Song Yanqing has told me a lot, but I think that perhaps leaving is the best choice for you, I don’t want you to make things difficult for the Empress."

"I won’t make things difficult for her," Lin Zichan assured, "I just don’t want to leave with too many regrets. I’ve missed too many chances before, and now I don’t want to decide lightly."

Xie Ruotong was somewhat speechless.

In fact, everyone knew how good he had been to the Empress.

But because of the current situation, his departure would be the best choice.

To be precise, it’s the best choice for everyone but him.

For him, it’s cruel.

"General Xie doesn’t need to accompany me alone," Lin Zichan said, "I’ll just take a walk."

"Please, Guard Lin."

Xie Ruotong directly left.

After walking into the corridor, she couldn’t help but turn back to look at Lin Zichan.

She really couldn’t accept the reality of what was happening now.

...

At night.

Song Yanqing returned unusually late.

Xie Ruotong habitually waited for Song Yanqing at the door, and upon hearing from the servants that he was back, she went to the main entrance to greet him.

It wasn’t because one day felt like three years apart, but rather because she thought Song Yanqing’s late return must mean something happened, so she wanted to quickly find out what was going on.

Just as she arrived at the main door, she saw Song Yanqing and An Ning walking in together.

Xie Ruotong was stunned.

So it was because he waited to leave the palace with the Empress that Song Yanqing returned late.

Judging by An Ning’s attire, still dressed as a palace maid, it’s apparent that she was avoiding the Emperor’s spies to see Lin Zichan alone.

Xie Ruotong truly didn’t know what An Ning would decide in the end, nor did she want to think much about it, she only needed to carry out An Ning’s decision.

She stepped forward, "Your Majesty..."

An Ning gestured for her not to be overly formal.

Xie Ruotong nodded, followed beside her, and silently accompanied her into Lin Zichan’s room.

Song Yanqing and Xie Ruotong intuitively stood at the door, not wanting to disturb.

In the room.

Lin Zichan was just about to lay down.

Upon hearing the door, he turned and saw An Ning.

For a moment, he thought he was hallucinating.

So he stood there, motionless.

An Ning pressed her lips lightly, watching his reaction, and asked, "Going to rest?"

"Hmm." Lin Zichan emitted a low sound from his throat.

Clearly suppressing.

He had truly not expected that An Ning would come to see him, despite the danger.

What he thought most was that An Ning would pass him messages through Song Yanqing.

"How’s your health?" An Ning asked naturally, walking over to him, looking at his simple white sleepwear.

"No major issue."

The room suddenly fell silent again.

As if they didn’t know what to say.

Suddenly, two people who understood everything had nothing to talk about.

The night seemed to deepen.

"Do you have something to say to me?" Lin Zichan took the initiative.

For An Ning to risk coming to see him, it must not be just to check his injuries so simply.

He was actually prepared.

"Yes." An Ning nodded.

Silently nodded.

Admitting it, yet unable to speak for a long time.

"Sit down." Lin Zichan offered An Ning a seat on the couch in the room.

He turned around and adjusted his dropped clothes.

An Ning just watched Lin Zichan’s actions.

Watching him close at hand, only to be far away thereafter.

She turned her eyes away, silently waiting for Lin Zichan.

After Lin Zichan properly adjusted his clothing, he sat down next to An Ning, "You can speak, I’m listening."

An Ning looked up at Lin Zichan.

That moment, it seemed that Lin Zichan already understood everything.

An Ning bit her lip lightly, slowly began to speak, "I’ve decided."

Lin Zichan’s seemingly indifferent face showed his fingers gradually tightening.

"I chose to be with Fu Xingyi." The voice was light, but unmistakable.

Lin Zichan finally understood what they call.

A bolt from the blue.

He originally thought he was prepared for everything.

Upon seeing An Ning appear before him like this, he basically knew the conclusion.

But truly hearing her say it, still caught him unexpectedly, still caught him off guard with the piercing pain.

He bit his lips tightly, not responding for a long time.

He truly feared that the moment he spoke, his heart would collapse.

"I’m sorry." An Ning apologized.

She didn’t look at Lin Zichan.

Didn’t dare to see his expression.

"I’ve thought it over; our separation is the best outcome for everyone." An Ning explained, expressing all her inner thoughts to him.

This was the last thing she could do.

Just hoped he could leave peacefully.

"Fu Xingyi has now become the Emperor, he is Daxuan Kingdom’s ruler. His existence influences many, and I don’t want to throw the country into chaos because of my desires, not only the country, but also Luming, Youyou, and Anqi, they are all in the Imperial Palace, under Fu Xingyi’s control. I’m afraid that any rash action on my part could lead to unmanageable consequences, and I don’t want anyone to bear the brunt for my choices."

Lin Zichan’s Adam’s apple moved.

Constantly moving.

"In reality, except for you, me, Fu Xingyi, there’s Song Yanqing and Xie Ruotong, but Song Yanqing and Xie Ruotong aren’t to be considered; they merely follow our choices and don’t stir up trouble. So the only ones knowing the truth are us. Once this secret is completely hidden, it harms none. Fu Xingyi can continue as a good emperor, I can ensure he takes care of your country and society. Luming, Youyou, and Anqi won’t know their father has changed; Fu Xingyi can be a good father, he’ll accompany their growth. As for the three of us—me, you, and Fu Xingyi—once I accept everything that is, we’ll all remain undisturbed."

"So, this is the best choice." An Ning emphasized word by word.

"The best choice?" Lin Zichan finally spoke.

He looked at An Ning, watching her gaze down, unable to see her eyes’ emotions but feeling her determination.

Her resolved decisions, are things meticulously pondered, unchanging.

"Do you truly think this is the best choice for me?" Lin Zichan questioned.

An Ning bit her lips tightly.

"Seizing my identity and power, occupying my wife and children, now asking me to leave and be displaced." Lin Zichan used his finger to lift An Ning’s chin.

Making her meet his eyes.

He said, "Am I destined to be chosen?!"