The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant's Beloved Youngest Daughter-Chapter 506 - 503: Long Hair Tied to His Heart: Yu Wei Side Story (29)

Chapter 506: Chapter 503: Long Hair Tied to His Heart: Yu Wei Side Story (29)

"Why do you think so? Xiao Wei, don’t you trust me?"

It’s not that I don’t trust you.

It’s that people’s hearts easily change.

There are too many stories of devoted women being heartlessly abandoned in this world.

Song Wei had seen it happen in reality, and she’d heard the storytellers speak of it, so she was afraid.

Jun Yu asked again, "Xiao Wei, what if I don’t come to marry you? What would you do?"

Song Wei thought for a moment and said, "...I will...I will forget you, and then randomly find someone to marry, even if it’s a seventy-year-old man."

Seventy years old?

Exactly who are you insulting here?

Jun Yu’s face instantly darkened, "You’re practically stabbing a knife into my heart."

"Not only that, I will also tell all the women in the world that men cannot be trusted," Song Wei gritted her teeth and said, "And maybe, just maybe, I’d go crazy, go on a rampage, and kill every traitor in the world."

After saying this, Song Wei waved her tightly clenched little fist, appearing very formidable.

Jun Yu remained silent.

This consequence was really quite severe, just thinking about it frightened him.

"So, Ah Yu, you must return," Song Wei leaned forward and lightly kissed Jun Yu on the lips, saying tenderly, "If you don’t come back, the light in my life will extinguish, and afterwards, it won’t matter how I live, or whom I marry."

"Stop speaking nonsense."

Jun Yu pulled Song Wei into his arms, holding her tightly, as if wanting to blend her into his own bones to take her away, and he held on for a long time.

Song Wei felt as though her bones were about to be crushed, it hurt, but she did not push Jun Yu away.

Jun Yu swore confidently, "Xiao Wei, I will definitely come back. You wait for me, don’t speak nonsense, and don’t overthink."

Song Wei nodded and said, "I’ll wait for you."

...

The day Jun Yu left, it rained.

At the city gate, Song Wei wore the golden hairpin that Jun Yu gave her, donned a red cloak, took an oil-paper umbrella from Hua Hua’s hand, got off the carriage with Jun Yu, who was about to transfer to a different carriage, to see him off.

Beside them, Jun Yu’s carriage waited for him.

Jun Yu was reluctant to leave. He took the umbrella from Song Wei’s hand, and they stood together under it, looking at each other for a long, long time.

In the end, Song Wei reached out to caress Jun Yu’s face and said, "Ah Yu, a thousand miles to see you off, but we must part. Take care on your journey."

Jun Yu gently tilted his head, pressing his face against the hands that stroked him, looking at Song Wei with reluctance, "Goodbye, it will surely be a grand occasion when I come to marry you with ten miles of red makeup."

"I will wait for your return."

"I will definitely come back."

After Jun Yu spoke, he took off a jade pendant from himself and gave it to Song Wei, "Unless I die, I will definitely return. This jade pendant is my token."

Song Wei did not refuse, she accepted the token from Jun Yu and took off her own jade pendant, passing it to Jun Yu.

Jun Yu accepted it as well.

"I’m leaving then."

"Hmm, goodbye."

Song Wei lowered her eyes, deliberately avoiding watching Jun Yu turn to get on the carriage. She feared parting, wanting to escape it. Jun Yu, seeing this, did not insist, and after he got on the carriage, he watched Song Wei from the window for a long time before giving the order to the coachman to depart.

As the carriage left, Song Wei couldn’t hold back and looked up at Jun Yu.

Her face was already full of tears.

The rain fell heavily, forming a curtain of rain that concealed her uncontrollable emotions.

Jun Yu’s nose also felt sour, wanting to cry, but as a man, he had always believed that tears were not lightly shed. He, Jun Yu, bled but did not cry. He looked up at the wooden board above him for a while, and his tears naturally retreated.

...

Jun Yu was gone for over half a year.

At first, a letter came back to the Song Family every five days, but gradually it became every ten days. Song Wei thought that he might be busy with many things at home, so she didn’t ponder over it too much.

But after half a year passed, a month went by without a single letter. The fact forced her to ponder.

Song Wei said, "Hua Hua, do you think Ah Yu isn’t coming back?"

Hua Hua tried to comfort her, "Miss, please don’t think too much, let’s just live our lives well. The seventeenth prince will come back."

Song Wei murmured, "But it’s been a month already, and he hasn’t sent me a letter."

Hua Hua guessed, "Maybe the seventeenth prince is bringing a lot of people to marry you, and the journey is long. He has to worry about the food, drink, and accommodation for so many people, so he hasn’t had time to write."

Song Wei disagreed, "If he really wanted to write to me, he could always find time, it’s just a matter of whether he wants to or not."

"This..." Hua Hua didn’t know what else to say, no matter how she tried to comfort her, it seemed useless.

"Hua Hua, do you think his family disagrees with our marriage and is already looking for someone else for him, so he didn’t write to me?" Song Wei hugged herself, looking very sad, "After all, the gap in status between him and me is too big, his family probably wouldn’t like me." 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

This was not impossible.

Hua Hua occasionally thought the same but dared not say it aloud, afraid of making Song Wei sad.

Hua Hua took several deep breaths and said, "Miss, don’t overthink, just wait a little longer. Maybe tomorrow, or the day after, the bridal sedan chair for the seventeenth prince to marry you will arrive. Good things always happen unexpectedly!"

"I doubt it," Song Wei said, "Don’t get your hopes up."

Hua Hua: "......"

Song Wei: "Alright, Hua Hua, you can leave, I want to be alone for a while."

Hua Hua didn’t want to leave, "Miss, let me stay with you, then you won’t overthink, and you might feel better."

Song Wei shook her head, "No need, you can go now!"

"Alright then!"

Hua Hua looked back several times as she left.

Song Wei sat by the table for a while, then climbed into bed to sleep. She felt exhausted and needed rest, but once she lay down, she couldn’t fall asleep.

She tossed and turned for a long time before finally sitting up, reaching under the pillow for the jade pendant Jun Yu gave her before he left, staring at it in a daze.

She often took out this jade pendant to look at, and over time, the surface had become smooth and bright.

"Ah Yu, you will come back, won’t you?" Song Wei asked the jade pendant, speaking to herself, but no one responded.

She didn’t expect anyone to respond. She continued talking to herself, "Ah Yu, I’ve already finished embroidering the wedding dress you asked for. I like how it looks, and I think you’ll like it too, as my embroidery skills are quite good!"

"But when will you come back to see it?"

"I’ve already waited for you for so long. You said you’d return in three months at the earliest, half a year at most, but it’s been over half a year, and it’s spring again. Why haven’t you come back yet? Do you really not want to come back?"