Behind him, Xie Yun said, "Fifth Young Master Rong, I have also lost the most cherished person and seen the ruthless power struggles within the Imperial Family—under the collapsed nest, no egg can remain intact, so I understand that the closer someone is to you, the worse their end..."
Rong Heng did not turn back, his voice indifferent: "My matters have nothing to do with you."
He could distinguish clearly that Gu Lan was the brother he cared about, and he was no longer the Rong Zichan who couldn't protect anyone.
Still, Rong Heng found the scene just now extremely glaring.
If she got tired and no longer wanted him... Rong Heng's eyes grew even deeper.
It would be nothing more than being left with nothing, once again.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Wei Chengyuan's figure flicker beside a distant tree with yellowing leaves.
Even that person without memories stayed by Gu Lan's side without complaint or request—
