After I transmigrated, the cold king clung to me every day.

Chapter 288 "I Want to Live My Own Life!"

Chapter 288 "I Want to Live My Own Life!"

Lin Qianqian and Xiao Die, the mistress and servant, were dressed in loose, ill-fitting men's clothing. They walked hurriedly, yet their steps revealed a hint of bewilderment.

The wide sleeves of their clothes swayed with their movements, like two powerless flags in the wind, and the hems occasionally swept the ground, giving them a somewhat sloppy and disheveled appearance.

The road ahead was long and shrouded in mystery, its destination unknown. The two walked forward blindly, their minds devoid of clear direction, like being lost in a fog-shrouded wilderness, unable to discern which way was north, south, east, or west.

"Gurgle—" A loud rumbling sound broke the dull silence.

Xiaodie instinctively clutched her stomach, her rosy lips pouting as she murmured a complaint, "Miss, where are we going? My stomach is growling!"

Her voice was full of grievance and helplessness, and her eyes, as she looked at Lin Qianqian, were filled with confusion and a longing for food.

Lin Qianqian paused, slowly turned around, and pouted helplessly, but her eyes involuntarily revealed a trace of tenderness and doting.

She raised her hand and gently stroked Xiaodie's face, as if to comfort her or to draw strength from her, and said softly, "Xiaodie, let's walk a little further. Maybe there will be food for sale ahead. Hang in there a little longer."

Her voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, carrying a calming power, and her eyes were full of determination, trying to instill confidence in Xiaodie and herself.

Xiaodie's eyes reddened slightly, and her voice trembled with tears as she said anxiously and worriedly, "Miss, we can't keep going like this! Where should we go after leaving the Ninth Prince's Mansion? Don't you miss the Prince and the young prince? The young prince is still so young, and he can't live without you."

These words struck Lin Qianqian's heart like a heavy hammer. She froze, rooted to the spot, her eyes instantly becoming empty and complex.

Looking at Lin Qianqian's lonely and melancholy figure, and seeing that she was only silent, Xiaodie felt a pang of pain in her heart and a sense of helplessness arose spontaneously.

She sighed heavily, her brows furrowed, and quickly stepped forward, gently placing her hands on Lin Qianqian's shoulders, trying to offer her some warmth and comfort.

Xiaodie's eyes were filled with pity, her voice soft yet earnest: "Miss, I know you're hurting, but you can't torture yourself like this. You used to say, 'A heart as vast as the sea can embrace a hundred rivers,' meaning that no matter what happens, you should be forgiving and tolerant of the world's misfortunes. This kind of despondency isn't like you." As she spoke, Xiaodie leaned forward slightly, her gaze fixed on Lin Qianqian, as if she wanted to use her own strength to pull her out of that abyss of pain.

Lin Qianqian slowly raised her head, a hint of realization and reminiscence in her eyes, a bitter smile playing on her lips. "I did say that, I've never forgotten. I used to be full of hope, believing in true love, thinking I had met the right person who would truly love me and never wrong me without reason." Memories flooded back, her eyes gradually reddening, and her voice trembled involuntarily.

At this point, Lin Qianqian suddenly broke down, tears welling up in her eyes, her shoulders trembling slightly, and large teardrops sliding down her cheeks and dripping onto the ground at her feet. She covered her face with her hands, suppressing a few sobs before choking out, "Xiaodie, do you know? My heart aches so much, it feels like it's going to break apart. He didn't believe me, he doubted me so easily. All those vows, all that deep affection, it all seems like a joke."

She abruptly raised her head, her eyes filled with determination and resolve, her voice trembling with tears yet incredibly loud: "My heart is broken, it can never be pieced back together. I will never trust him again! From now on, I will be myself, live for myself, and live a life that is truly my own!" She clenched her fists tightly, her eyes shining with an unprecedented resolve, as if she were transforming all the pain of the past into the strength to move forward.

As Xiaodie listened to Lin Qianqian's tearful account, her eyes also reddened, and her heart was filled with bitterness and heartache.

She sighed heavily once again, a sigh that contained both helplessness towards her mistress's plight and a sense of the impermanence of life.

She looked at Lin Qianqian, her eyes filled with tenderness, understanding, and unwavering support.

At this moment, without a word, the eyes of the two, master and servant, met in the air, as if time itself had stood still for them.

The sorrow and determination in Lin Qianqian's eyes, and Xiao Die's heartache and concern, were all conveyed in this deep gaze.

Xiaodie took a step forward and opened her arms. Lin Qianqian also subconsciously stepped forward, and the two embraced tightly.

Lin Qianqian buried her head in Xiaodie's shoulder, her tears soaking Xiaodie's clothes, as if she wanted to release all the grievances, pain and heartbreak she had endured over the past few days.

Xiaodie gently patted Lin Qianqian's back, as if comforting a wounded child. Her hand moved gently and repeatedly, with endless tenderness and strength.

After a long while, the two embraced, neither of them speaking, simply feeling the warmth and strength they gave each other.

In this vast world, at this moment, they only have each other, yet they seem to possess the courage to confront everything.