Both worlds are like dreams

Chapter 398 Fate or Fate

Mo Yunchen smiled and said, "It's been a long time, I can't remember clearly."

"Stop talking nonsense and tell the truth!" Xue Huang frowned. When her identity was revealed in the court today, he was calmer than anyone else, as if he had known the outcome long ago. He also didn't care at all about his return to the northern border.

She always felt that he seemed to be planning something, and she, and even Gu Qinglan, Mo Ruilin, and Shen Congfeng, were all part of his plan.

"I really can't remember, but I admit that I have been suspicious of your identity for a long time. I really confirmed it after I took you out of Shen Congfeng's dungeon. When I was healing you, I found that your physique is the same as that of the Saint Tumi recorded in the Wugu secret text."

"What is your relationship with Wugu?"

"My mother is from Wu Valley, and she is the elder of the Tumi tribe. When I was very young, I went there and learned many methods of making poisons and raising Gu." He smiled and walked closer to Xue Huang, "Is this our fate?"

"Fate?" Xue Huang sneered, "Is it a bad fate?"

"It doesn't matter," Mo Yunchen said calmly, "Bad fate is also fate."

"Mo Yunchen, since you know my identity, you should understand that there is a hatred of destroying a country between you and me."

"So this is why you hate me?"

"Yes, it's not just Gu Qinglan who stands between you and me, there are also 473 innocent souls who died in vain in my Beiyuan Taiji Palace! Mo Yunchen, even if you didn't do it yourself, you indirectly caused the destruction of my country and my family!"

Mo Yunchen grabbed her wrist, "Gu Qinglan's father was also one of the generals who attacked Beiyuan. Why can you forgive him but hate me so much? Is it because he was the first person you met?"

Xue Huang struggled to break free from his hand. She hated him for more reasons than that. But she was the only one who remembered those painful memories. He knew nothing. How could he ask her to forgive him?

"You let go!"

Mo Yunchen tightly grasped her wrist, his eyes were cold and penetrating, and he approached step by step, "Tell me, why? Why can you forgive him but hate me so much? What he did for you, I can do it too, why did you fall in love with him instead of..."

"Shut up!" Xue Huang interrupted him, "I don't want to tell you this."

"You don't even want to give me a chance to atone for my sins, do you? I told you that you can kill me a few more times, or you can ask me to do other things for you, just as if I were repaying your debt, but you don't even want to give me such a chance."

"That's right! You are not qualified to ask me for forgiveness! Mo Yunchen, I don't need your atonement, because I will never forgive you!"

Mo Yunchen's eyes seemed to be filled with raging rage, and he kept grabbing her hand with more force, as if this would make her surrender, but her eyes were still so cold and heartless, not giving him even the slightest chance.

He felt somewhat depressed, because he was helpless when it came to her.

Finally, he let go of her hand, gently rubbed the red skin he scratched, and laughed a little crazily, "Wei Xuehuang, I should have killed you the first time you provoked me without knowing the consequences!"

"Do you regret it?" Xue Huang shook off his hand.

"How could that be?" Mo Yunchen laughed. "How could I bear to see you leave me? I said I would make you willingly go with me."