Shujun hung his head, absentmindedly clutching a spoon and stirring the bowl of golden millet porridge.
His voice turned deep and hoarse,
"You know very well that you are the most important in my heart... The Huizi Store was built for you. If you don't like it, I can dissolve it."
Dong Huiying sighed lightly, "You are wrong." She shook her head, "You say I'm the most important in your heart? Then think about how important I've been since we came to Nanling. You say you would rage for me, but here in Nanling, full of hidden dangers, aren't I seemingly unimportant? Look at the Eighth Princess lodging with the Zhu family, or Xiao Qinghe, who once kidnapped me and whose intentions towards me remain unclear. Am I really that important?"
"Is it because I'm too strong, making you think I can handle anything, or are you simply hoping that even if you leave my side, nothing will happen?"
