Huh? The Tyrant Cries After My Inner Thoughts Were Exposed!

Chapter 248: Liu Xuan (All Things Can Be Forsaken)

"This world has wronged you, harmed your entire Liu Family, so why risk your life to resist?!"

"The world is unjust, which is precisely why someone needs to resist."

"But someone will stand up eventually..."

"Yet someone must stand up."

"Our dynasty is doomed to defeat, why go to your death! Can’t you see the situation clearly?"

The warhorses galloped, countless soldiers were killed or injured, and the air was filled with the scent of blood.

Liu Xuan, barely alive, was helped down from his horse, his armor removed, his inner clothes long soaked with blood, flesh mangled, and herbal medicines hastily piled onto his wounds.

Through his still unclosed eyelids, he vaguely saw many figures passing by, the familiar voices occasionally ringing in his ears, recalling this life of caution and restraint, not daring to exceed the rules... No, he didn’t quite adhere to self-discipline and etiquette.

A scene of heavy snow appeared before his eyes, a wine jug falling to the ground, filled with the aroma of wine.

He couldn’t avoid worldly desires, he was just an opportunist taking advantage of others’ dire situations.

...

No one would know that long before the late emperor bestowed the marriage, Liu Xuan had already met Su Juan at the Lin Mansion, where she swung on a swing behind the mountain... and met a few more times thereafter.

It was said that after marriage she did not get along well with her husband, and rumors about her in the Capital never ceased, matters that shouldn’t have concerned him, yet he couldn’t resist wanting to know more about her.

That day amidst the heavy snow, she was drunk in the pavilion of Jing Garden, cursing everyone, then crying and clamoring to go home, only to turn around and say she had no home.

Perhaps the Prince Mansion treated her poorly, making her life miserable.

He should have called someone to notify the Prince Mansion to send someone to take her back, and even if not, he shouldn’t have stayed to share the company of a lone man and woman.

——

Su Juan held the wine jug, leaning against the railing of the pavilion, wiping away tears from her face, looking at the man before her, "Who are you?"

She hugged the wine jug, moved closer to Liu Xuan, widened her eyes to scrutinize him.

His brows and eyes were like a painting, his demeanor like jade, much more handsome than that scoundrel Song Qianfan, "Which family’s young master are you, born so good-looking?"

She examined seriously, Liu Xuan instinctively took a step back, his supposed calm heart subtly unsettled, throat rolling, "Madam is drunk."

Su Juan frowned tightly, advanced and grabbed the person who wanted to leave, "Why are you running? Am I so unappealing?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Xuan stopped, why did she say that, was there someone who didn’t like her?

He tightly pressed his thin lips, noticing the person in front’s eyes were slightly red, finally couldn’t resist a soft heart, "Madam is quite good."

Taking advantage, Su Juan grabbed his hand, leaned onto him, eyes wet and charming, pitifully gazing at the prey before her, "Then, since I’m so good, will you consider being my number three?"

Liu Xuan’s body tensed, his emotions somewhat chaotic, "What does madam mean by this?"

He didn’t understand, but sensed it was something that shouldn’t be said, yet wanted to ask further.

Su Juan released her hand, looked up and laughed, her breath brushing his throat, ending in a playful note, "It’s just like that..."

As the words fell, she tiptoed, catching the snow wind, bit on Liu Xuan’s cold earlobe, her tongue flicked twice, then laughed with her lips pursed, "Kiss me."

Noticing the young master’s shock, Su Juan was indifferent, "Anyway, I don’t know you, and you don’t know me, we’re both drunk, a few kisses and no one will know."

The taut string in Liu Xuan’s heart suddenly snapped, like countless snow mountains collapsing.

Reason told him, he should push her away and leave immediately.

But today, the heavy snow, the chill covered everything, swallowing even his reason along with it.

The wine jug fell to the ground, hair intertwined, breaths hasty.

Liu Xuan couldn’t recall what was on his mind at the time, only remembering the warmth in his palm, the rich wine aroma in his lips and teeth, he really was drunk.

...

Yet as the eldest son of the Liu Family, ultimately unable to support the entire clan, once slandered by treacherous officials, the whole family harmed, even if the injustice was redressed, only he remained.

He had considered going along with them all.

But as long as he was still in this world, he couldn’t shirk the responsibilities on him.

When leaving the Capital that day, Liu Miaoying came to send him off.

"This time you’re going... it’s unclear when we’ll meet again."

Liu Miaoying’s gaze was mixed with melancholy and some sadness, her father had entered the palace yesterday but had not yet returned today... Song Qianfan likely wouldn’t easily let the Liu Family go.

However, she still did not speak of these matters to Liu Xuan.

Liu Xuan thought for a moment before speaking, "Your Liu Family’s situation is difficult, you must be even more cautious in the future."

Liu Miaoying’s eyes felt slightly sore, not understanding why things had ended up like this, "I understand."

She dared not shed tears, feeling she couldn’t at this moment, yet before her was the only friend still living in this world.

"Take care."

Liu Xuan mounted his horse, carrying his luggage, leaving along with a couple of friends, restraining the urge to look back at the Imperial City.

He had already made one mistake, he couldn’t make another.

Liu Miaoying watched their leaving figures from afar, finally couldn’t help shedding tears, knowing their journey was simply going to their deaths.

Yet she could do nothing, her father trapped in the palace, compared to Liu Xuan, she didn’t even have a second choice.

...

Liu Xuan also understood in his heart, he was going without return.

Those burdened with responsibilities still cared about life and death, but what else could he care about?

He couldn’t live straightforwardly in this world, with secrets hidden in his heart that couldn’t be known, trapped in that Imperial City.

The Liu Family’s grievance had long been redressed, now the only thing he could not accept was this turbulent world.

With a tyrant reigning, he should have picked up the pen, but amidst the chaos of the world, with storms from all directions, only this body of flesh and blood could fight, regardless of life or death, barely able to hold a battle spear to protect some people.

But when truly faced with it, he realized the war was far more brutal than imagined, the outcome settled in his mind, even if more people like him emerged, it would only be moths to a flame, to no avail.

Some people regretted and wanted to escape the army, some thought as long as they didn’t give up, there was always a glimmer of hope.

The companions who came with him asked, did he regret it?

A feeling hard to describe, perhaps it was regret, regretting he hadn’t joined the fray sooner, regretting his indecisiveness before, regretting not entering the court, now realizing only those in high positions could truly do more for the common people of the world...

But he also didn’t regret.

Yet sometimes he’d think, perhaps that day, the wine jug on the table in Jing Garden, before she burst in, he should have taken a sip, so this life wouldn’t seem too mistaken.

Feeling the heat dissipating a little bit from his body, everything ahead gradually blurred, Liu Xuan could no longer hold on, closing his heavy eyes.

"I can see the situation clearly, but some things can’t be measured by winning or losing, only by whether it’s right or wrong."

If there’s a next life, I’d just wish to enter the court early, if it can relieve the suffering of the common people, Liu... can sacrifice all things.