Chapter 1310: 322: I've overstepped my bounds
Chapter 1310: 322: I’ve overstepped my bounds
Chu Yuehong had followed Chu Xiangyi since she was young; she had long regarded Chu Xiangyi as her own elder sister.
If it weren’t for Chu Xiangyi, she would have starved to death on the streets as a child.
Chu Xiangyi was not only her sister but also her benefactor.
If Chu Xiangyi didn’t leave Du Manor, she wouldn’t leave either.
“Yuehong, listen to me. You should go.”
Chu Xiangyi knew she wasn’t a good elder sister. Over the years, she had owed Chu Yuehong too much.
“If we’re leaving, then we’ll leave together,” Chu Yuehong said.
“I won’t leave. Xiangyi-jiejie, if we’re leaving, let’s go together!” Chu Yuehong insisted, her tone resolute.
Chu Xiangyi said, “In life, I belong to Master Du; in death, I’ll be his ghost. No matter what, I won’t leave this place.”
Even if she couldn’t have him, she wouldn’t leave.
Chu Yuehong said, “Then I won’t leave either!”
Chu Xiangyi sighed. “Yuehong, you’re making me feel burdened, not moved. I’ll always feel like I’ll never repay you.”
She had already delayed Chu Yuehong for too many years and couldn’t continue to hold her back.
“Xiangyi-jiejie! You’ve never wronged me! If it weren’t for you back then, I wouldn’t even exist now!”
Chu Xiangyi continued, “What do you think of Xiaoyuan? I think he’s a good man. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have waited for you all these years. Yuehong, you’re already twenty-eight; life doesn’t have many years left for you to waste.”
Xiaoyuan used to work as a laborer for the Chu Family but had since built his own business and started dealing in medicinal herbs.
He had known Chu Yuehong since they were young. Now thirty years old, he still hadn’t married and had been waiting for her.
“Xiangyi-jiejie, stop trying to play matchmaker. There’s no way between me and Yue Lei!”
Chu Xiangyi lifted her gaze to look at Chu Yuehong and said seriously, “Yuehong, you know my temperament. If you don’t want us to end up as strangers who never speak to each other, then listen to me. Leave here. Whether you marry Yue Lei or anyone else doesn’t matter; just leave. Don’t keep holding yourself back.”
Chu Yuehong froze.
She knew Chu Xiangyi’s stubborn nature.
Chu Xiangyi was extremely headstrong—whatever she said, she would do. She never joked. Saying this now meant she had truly decided that Yuehong should leave.
If Yuehong insisted on staying, Chu Xiangyi would actually cut ties with her.
Back when Chu Xiangyi decided to marry Master Du as his concubine, even the Chu Family patriarch tried to stop her by threatening to die, yet he couldn’t change her mind.
To this day, Chu Xiangyi did not regret marrying Master Du.
“Xiangyi-jiejie…” Chu Yuehong’s eyes reddened.
Chu Xiangyi continued, “Yuehong, don’t worry. You’ll always be my sister. If you ever miss me, you can come see me anytime.”
Chu Yuehong wept as she nodded.
Chu Xiangyi added, “I think I still have some ointment for rapid swelling relief. Can you fetch it for me?”
Chu Yuehong hesitated. “Xiangyi-jiejie, do you really need to use that?”
“Yes.” Chu Xiangyi nodded.
Chu Yuehong said, “But that ointment acts quickly, yet its side effects are severe—it accelerates aging.”
Everything had pros and cons, but Chu Xiangyi wasn’t afraid.
She wasn’t afraid of loving someone who didn’t love her back, so what was there to fear about aging faster?
Chu Xiangyi smiled and said, “Using it once won’t matter. Just bring it here.”
Chu Yuehong hesitated briefly but still went to the room to fetch the ointment.
Chu Xiangyi took the ointment. “Alright, Yuehong, go back to your room and rest now.”
Chu Yuehong asked worriedly, “Xiangyi-jiejie, are you really okay?” She couldn’t figure out who in the Du Manor, aside from Zhou Zixian, would dare slap Chu Xiangyi.
Could it have been Du Jiaojiao?
But Du Jiaojiao usually respected Chu Xiangyi very much. Besides, Du Jiaojiao wasn’t even at Du Manor right now.
“It’s nothing.” Chu Xiangyi shook her head.
Chu Yuehong asked again, “Xiangyi-jiejie, who was it? Could it be…”
She paused in disbelief. “Was it Master Du?”
Although Master Du didn’t love Chu Xiangyi, their interactions had been relatively cordial. He never paid her much attention, but he also never caused her trouble.
Chu Yuehong couldn’t imagine why Master Du would treat Chu Xiangyi that way.
“Stop guessing.” Chu Xiangyi glanced at Chu Yuehong. “Just go back to your room and rest.”
Chu Yuehong sighed in worry.
She felt indignant on behalf of Chu Xiangyi.
With Chu Xiangyi’s talents, beauty, and grace, what kind of man wouldn’t be within her reach to marry? Yet Chu Xiangyi had chosen to become Master Du’s concubine.