In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 846 Ye Han’s Inner Conflict

Chapter 846: Chapter 846 Ye Han’s Inner Conflict

There are people born with a charisma that draws others in, making it hard to resist getting close and leaving one unwilling to settle for mere friendship.

Because of affection, they hold a special place in your heart, different from others. Because you like them so much, you always want to draw your relationship just a little bit closer.

Craving but not attaining rips the heart and shreds the soul, struggling alone in a sea of suffering, anxious and restless all day long.

The line between friend and lover seems just a step away, yet he dares not overstep the boundary, not even by one step. Because once that step is taken, there’s no turning back, unable to become lovers, nor can they revert to being friends!

Rational thoughts lead to meticulous planning for the other in every aspect, fearing even the slightest grievance against them. What remains of reason in the depths of one’s heart tells oneself that perhaps the current state between the two is the best kind of companionship.

Staying by her side as a big brother, caring for all that is hers with the attitude of a confidant, and burying the feelings of a lover deep in the heart.

Advance, not qualified; retreat, can’t bear to let go!

To continue, there’s no forever; to leave, yet unwilling to change.

To long for but not obtain, to let go but with difficulty!

The chasm between them, insurmountable and daunting, difficult to cross or decide, their subtle hearts, whether to change or not, hard to fulfill their desires!

Many people give unconditionally, all for that person they love under the guise of friendship. Countless others indulge and spoil that person as a confidant, silently liking, warmly interacting, quietly accompanying, and sincerely hoping...

To place her in the heart’s cradle, that exclusive place belonging to only her...

In the end, he tells himself, he and she are only confidants of the opposite sex!

Nothing more!

Ye Han quietly raises his hand, placing the letter in his hand onto the candle flame to ignite it.

Watching the letter in his hand turn to ash on his own hands, completely burned away, he gently blows a breath of air, as if he also sees his own future.

Perhaps, just like these ashes scattered in the air, turning into nothingness, leaving no trace to be found!

Yet he indulges in it, sinking deeper and deeper...

"Come! By my command, return to the Imperial Court immediately!"

The weather in June, like the face of a child, changes in an instant!

The originally clear skies suddenly pour down heavy rain, enveloping everything around in a mist of water.

This abrupt downpour disrupts the plans of many and forces the troops swarming towards the nameless little city to be stranded en route, unable to advance an inch.

When Jun Ruochen awakes, he sees water continuously flowing down the roof, the pattering rain creating a chaotic sound that almost prevents him from snapping back to reality.

Is he still alive? Or has he already arrived at the Yanwang Palace?

Yet the faint scent wafting from outside lodges a fierce protest from his famished five viscera and six bowels, roaring like drums echoing continuously.

After a while, he slowly turns his neck, casting his gaze to the other side.

There, Su Pan’er sits in front of a bonfire, holding skewers of roasting meat.

"Awake? If you’re awake, make a sound; don’t play dead. You’re, after all, the Great General leading armies, is that not beneath you?"

Su Pan’er speaks nonchalantly, continuously turning the skewers of meat in her hand.

"You... cough, cough."

It is only when Jun Ruochen tries to speak that he realizes his throat is so hoarse and dry that he can hardly make a sound.

Su Pan’er finally put down the meat skewers and stood up, turning to leave the room. Just as Jun Ruochen was about to call out to her, she turned back and walked in, her hand now holding a large bowl with a chipped edge.

"Drink."

She placed that bowl of clear water on the edge of the bed, then turned back to the fire, picked up the skewers, and continued roasting the meat.

"This torrential downpour has been falling since last night, nearly a whole day, and it doesn’t look like it’s going to stop anytime soon. I reckon it’ll keep pouring until tomorrow night. Tell me, do you think your men can make it to Three Mile Hill in time?"

Her tone was indifferent, as if she was talking to herself.

Jun Ruochen shook hands, barely managed to bring the water to his lips to moisten his throat, and then took two more sips in succession.

Then he started to chuckle quietly, which triggered the pain in his injuries. He hurriedly clutched his chest.

"Pan’er, Pan’er, aren’t you worried that if I don’t return for such a long period, Little Yanyan might go hungry? What if something happens to her, won’t you regret it?"

"That’s why I said we’d exchange hostages in two days, didn’t I?"

If she wasn’t worried, why not allow a two-day extension?

Su Pan’er rotated the meat skewers and threw another piece of firewood into the fire. "You should abandon any hope. This heavy rain came just in time! Even if I left some traces along the way, they’ve already been washed clean by the rain. Besides, with such heavy rain, even if they want to come searching for you, the heavens aren’t helping you out!"

The smile never left Jun Ruochen’s face.

"No matter! Our current situation... is very good! I am quite satisfied!"

Having said this, he leaned back against the headboard exhaustedly. Though he was very sleepy, he still refused to close his eyes.

He just kept watching her, never getting enough.

"I think you really are sick, and severely at that. Your illness has reached your five viscera and six bowels, beyond the help of medicine or stone! There’s no curing you!"

She glared at him angrily, agitatedly stirring the fire to make it larger.

Jun Ruochen squinted his eyes, "It’s been a long time since I’ve had your signature grilled skewers. Today, I, Jun Ruochen, am fortunate to taste the meat you’ve grilled. This is truly lucky!"

"Lucky? Pff!"

Su Pan’er placed the meat skewers from her hand into another bowl and handed it to him. "This is rat meat that I found while cleaning the room earlier. It doesn’t taste very good, but it won’t kill you. Eat up!"

After she spoke, she looked down at him from her superior position for a moment longer, then shook her head and sat back down by the fire to continue grilling meat.

Rat meat?

"Given the current situation, having rat meat to eat is already not bad. But I know, this isn’t rat meat,"

Jun Ruochen’s hands trembled as he picked it up and silently chewed on the skewer as if he felt nothing.

Su Pan’er remained silent, burying herself in grilling once again.

This wasn’t indeed rat meat. She just said so because she couldn’t stand to see him comfortable.

"Pan’er, since we still have to spend two days together, why do you insist on being so aggressive? Let’s have a good rest and talk tomorrow. You can tell me what to do and I’ll do it. How about that?"

Su Pan’er looked up at him, her expression somewhat amused.

"Me, aggressive? Was it not true that five years ago, you plotted against Qin Yi, intending to put him to death? And now you’re using my daughter to pressure me, is that also untrue?"

"Yes! Everything you say is true!"

Jun Ruochen nodded in admission, his face full of resentment. "Qin Yi and I have a grudge over a stolen wife. Is it not right for me to wish him dead? I use Yan Yan to pressure you only in hope that you will stay by my side. Pan’er, do you know what I’ve been through all these years? Fine, I’ll tell you now! Let me reveal what your beloved husband and lord has done behind your back!"

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