In terms of the legendary myths of love, Suo Jia had heard about them from his mother’s stories. The stories of princes and princesses, no matter from what world, were always classy and depressing scenes.
You can ridicule such stories all you want, but you cannot deny that such situations have occurred before and will continue to exist. Even though real love is hard to find, it still exists in the world.
During Suo Jia’s lament, the Fourth Prince’s voice continued: “No, I will not give up. If I cannot be together with you, even sitting on top of the world would no longer have any meaning. Everything I experienced so far has only been wonderful because you shared it with me. If I lose you, there is no purpose in living.”
Speaking up to this point, the Fourth Prince stamped his feet and said firmly: “I don’t care anymore. Tomorrow when I return to the imperial capital, I’m going to tell my father that I want you to wed me and become my wife. Even if I have to lose my right to the throne, I will not regret it!” Following these words, the sounds of rushed footsteps gradually grew fainter. Despite Wen Ya’s cries, the steps did not stop.
Shaking his head in admiration, Suo Jia knew that this Fourth Prince had already made up his mind. Men tend to act like this; once they make their decisions, nothing can stop their progression.
Wen Ya sat down in despair in front of the window. She deeply loved the Fourth Prince, but her appearance made it so that they could not walk together. No matter what country they were in, as long as she became the Queen, she would definitely be ridiculed by the entire population.
Wen Ya had rejected the Fourth Prince for his sake. Once they were married, he would have to give up his rights to the throne. Wen Ya did not desire the Fourth Prince to sacrifice so much for her.
Of course, her body being so ugly and fat was the main purpose for her rejection. Her current state made even herself feel disgusted. How could she bear to let the good and honest Fourth Prince face her sluggish and ugly self every day?
Wen Ya and the Fourth Prince had grown up together. The feelings between the two were so deep that words were not enough to describe them. Wen Ya would marry nobody but the Fourth Prince, and the Fourth Prince would marry nobody but Wen Ya. However the two of them had never imagined that Wen Ya’s originally mesmerizing beauty would inflate like a balloon after she fell seriously ill for a period of time. Her past beauty would never resurface; it must be known that the past Wen Ya was Holy Light City’s number one beauty!
Lightly picking up the dagger on the table, Wen Ya shakingly held up the chilled blade of the dagger towards her throat. Since things had reached this stage, she no longer wanted to continue living. For her sake, the Fourth Prince would lose his rights to the throne. For her sake, the Fourth Prince would suffer everyone’s ridicule. For her sake, the whole royal family would lose face. Even she herself was unable to endure her current imbecilic appearance. If she had to go through this for the rest of her life, she might as well end her life early. Only by dying would she be able to dispel the Fourth Prince’s foolish ideas.
The tears of grief fell down her round face. Wen Ya shook as she held the dagger, and resolutely thrust it towards her throat. This whole scene was seen by Suo Jia just as he had turned around the corner of the wall!
“Stop!” Shouting loudly, Suo Jia unconsciously activated his water controlling magic. His hard work within these past two months were finally reciprocated. The largest merit he gained from practicing the Weight Loss Technique wasn’t just being able to help others lose weight. His constant practice during the last two months made Suo Jia’s ability to control water reach a realm where he was able to control it down to the finest detail. Even calling him the world’s current number one water manipulating individual would not be an exaggeration.
The most fortunate thing was that Suo Jia’s distance from Wen Ya was a bit less than 10 meters, still within his relative control radius. Because of this, he was able to control Wen Ya’s movements. That ice-cold dagger stopped dangerously against Wen Ya’s throat. The sharp dagger’s blade already pierced her skin, and fresh red blood was leaking out of her throat.
“Hu….” Faintly exhaling, Suo Jia patted his own chest: “You were fine before, why do you want to die? It’s a good thing that I appeared in time. Otherwise, I would have lost you, my friend!”