In his tea, put some medicine…
Feng Wuya had never imagined that human minds could be so complex.
Tie Xin said people were made of flesh and blood, and he was too, which was why, during this period, he had indeed thought that he owed Long Xinghe a great debt of gratitude.
And if he had the opportunity in the future, he would surely repay this debt.
But not in this way!
To pledge oneself in marriage was just a joke with Tie Xin.
He had never thought that his gratitude towards Long Xinghe would require such a dirty method of repayment!
Feng Wuya’s five fingers clenched tightly, his face looking uglier than ever.
Finally, he turned and left.
In the room, Long Xinghe was reading a military treatise.
Ancient military treatises, from a modern perspective, were outdated in many aspects.
However, if applied to this era, they were still very useful.
Of course, if combined with some modern military methods, it would be even more ingenious and achieve twice the result with half the effort.
“Master!” Jiang Tao stared at her, unable to help but call out.
“Hmm?” Having been engrossed in the military treatise, she hadn’t noticed her words.
Long Xinghe raised her eyebrows: “What did you say? Say it again.”
Jiang Tao was a bit annoyed, almost rolling her eyes: “Your subordinate is giving you advice so that you can keep the Prince of Xiaoyao here.”
“Oh?” Long Xinghe raised an eyebrow, “What advice? Let me hear it.”
But she seemed to not care at all.
Jiang Tao knew that she didn’t not care about the Prince of Xiaoyao, but simply felt that there was no possibility.
Jiang Tao said resentfully: “Your subordinate hopes that Master can put some medicine in the Prince’s tea and force yourself upon him, forcibly keeping him here!”
Long Xinghe almost laughed: “If I were to force myself upon him, why would I need to use medicine?”
Jiang Tao was stunned, and after thinking about it, it was true.
Could it be that Master had also considered this issue?
“Then, Master, when do you plan to…” She didn’t finish, but Master understood, right?
Long Xinghe glanced at her, smiled, and shook her head: “If I were to treat Wuya like this, he would probably choose death over submission, and what I would get would only be his cold corpse.”
Moreover, matters of the heart were about mutual affection.
If one party was not in love with the other, what was the meaning of continuing to live together?
“Master, what do you mean by that…?” Jiang Tao was somewhat disappointed.
“Are you really planning to send the Prince back, back to Chu Qianli? Won’t your heart ache?”
Long Xinghe did not speak, but there was no particularly sad expression on her face.
Heartache was natural; how could she bear to send him to someone else when she wished to see him every day?
But if he himself liked that kind of life, why should she force it?
“Master!” Jiang Tao didn’t understand. Master was clearly decisive in her actions.
Why was she so hesitant and indecisive when it came to matters of the heart?
“Master, are you truly content? For the Prince, you…”
“Did anyone ask me to do anything for him?” Long Xinghe said dismissively, continuing to flip through the books.
“He never asked me to do anything; everything I do is something I do willingly.”
If you want to give, you need the other person to be willing to accept your giving; such giving is a two-way street.
If it is one-sided giving, the other party can also think of other ways to do what they want to do.
Then, your giving might not be truly precious to them.
Although she had indeed helped a lot, Long Xinghe actually knew in her heart that what she could do, Chu Qianli could also do for Feng Wuya.
It was just that she could provide better help, and Chu Qianli had handed Feng Wuya over to her after careful consideration.
Although in her past life, there were many unresolved issues between her and Chu Qianli.
But in fact, between her and Chu Qianli, there was still a degree of trust.
“If, at the beginning of my giving, I had already thought about what the other party should repay, then I wouldn’t be helping him; I would just be kidnapping him.”