Chapter 247: Give Birth to a Son (2)
He was so close to her, hungrily taking in her warmth and looking forward to every moment he could spend with her. He watched her expressions and internalized each one to savor in his memories.
Then, Gong Yimo woke up from her own seductive thoughts.
Her? Have feelings for Gong Che?
No. Her feelings died along with her past life. She wouldn’t feel that way about anyone else.
As the realization hit her, Gong Yimo decided to leave, but Gong Che would not allow itーespecially after everything he had said. Unfortunately, he couldn’t even put up a fight, as she deftly threw him to the ground and subdued him.
There was a certain delight that Gong Che felt as he was handled by his sister. He felt blessed by the abundance of physical contact, while wishing if only time could stop… if only it could stop at that exact moment. His prayers were sincere.
He no longer hid away his feelings and instead, he proudly showed on his face. He stared at her, infatuated and an intense passion burned in his eyes.
Gong Yimo could feel her heart pang with sorrow. She couldn’t bear to hurt him but mustered up the will to whisper in his ear.
“This life, I won’t be with anyone. I won’t have feelings for anyone. Please give up.”
The color drained from Gong Che’s face. Even his lips had lost their hue, as if he had been submerged in icy water.
Gong Yimo thought about the best way to let him down easy. “Brother Crown Prince… We are siblings in this life, and it will stay that way. You need to give it a rest.”
Gong Che was astonished. That she would reject him so bluntly was simply unfathomable.
She had feelings for him, and he was certain of it! She was only hiding her feelings because they were related. It was the only explanation.
“Mo… Mo’er…” His jet-black hair scattered on the bed made his face paler. He raised his upper body and begged.
“You’re lying to me, right? You’re so different from everyone else but you still care about us being related?”
When Gong Yimo didn’t respond, he seized the chance to tightly embrace onto Gong Yimo in a panic.
“I have to return to the palace later… Mother Empress is forcing me to marry. I don’t want to… I just need you to say something so that I won’t marry. I’ll always wait for you. When I become Emperor, we can be together.”
He said it all so quickly, as he held onto her body. The bloody color in his eyes faded away. He trembled as he pleaded.
“You can tell me, alright? Please! Tell me that you were lyingーthat you have feelings for me! I can feel it. I can feel that you see me differently from everyone else. You treat me differently!”
Gong Yimo took another deep breath. She closed her eyes and forced herself to be ruthless, plucking his fingers off of her one by one. She exhaled.
“If you don’t return to the palace, you’ll be late. And as for your marriage”ーshe smiled faintlyー“Your sister… wishes that you a healthy son. Goodbye…”
With her final farewell, she jumped out of the window using Qinggong.
Her words cut like a newly forged knife. Gong Che felt the sharp, searing pain of his heartbreak spread throughout his body, the heat scalding his arms and legs. He couldn’t breathe.
It was the first time he ever desired. He wanted her so badly. No matter how reluctant she was. No matter how hesitant. He wanted her to respond to his emotions. He lied to himself, believing that he still had hope…
He laid in bed and felt himself losing consciousness. The color in his life had died and his monochrome soul was put to rest. He turned white. Gong Yimo’s voice rang in his ears.
It rang. It rang on, and on, and on, and on.
She wished that he would have a son.
She wished for a son!