When Enemies Meet

As he approached, everything around him faded into insignificance, as though it no longer existed.

Li Weiyang watched him helplessly as he came closer, one unhurried, graceful step at a time. For a moment, she could scarcely breathe.

His features were sharply defined, his handsome face resolute. His dark eyes held a solemn intensity, and he possessed a steady, restrained presence that could captivate the soul. There was no doubt—he was the Third Prince, Tuoba Zhen.

Li Weiyang’s hand slowly clenched inside her sleeve. Suddenly, she remembered the First Madam’s cheerful words: “Weiyang is clever, obedient, and sensible. Naturally, Mother wants to choose a good husband for you. The Third Prince, Tuoba Zhen, is young, valiant, and exceptionally bright. The two of you would make a perfect match. Once you marry him, Weiyang, you must do your best to support him. A good life will surely await you.”

At the time, Li Changle had smiled like a flower in bloom. “That’s right. Every eligible young woman in the capital dreams of becoming the Third Prince’s wife. Weiyang, you’re truly fortunate.”

But what happened afterward? A bird had its wings brutally broken, its feathers stripped away as it bled. She would never forget that pain...

Li Weiyang narrowed her eyes, hiding the scorn that had inadvertently surfaced at the corners of her lips. She drew a deep breath, and only then did she feel the blood slowly begin to flow through her again. The hatred she could never put to rest transformed into boundless courage, coursing through her veins and reaching every part of her body.

Everyone hurriedly bowed. Li Weiyang lowered her head along with them, yet she could feel an assessing gaze settle on her.

“You all seemed to be having quite a lively conversation just now. What were you discussing?” Li Minfeng asked with a smile.

“Nothing... Third Sister just got carried away and said something improper. Eldest Brother, please don’t tell Father and Mother, or Third Sister may be punished.” Li Changle’s eyes glistened with tears, lending her an indescribable beauty. Her long lashes seemed to tremble beneath the weight of unshed tears, making her look all the more delicate and heart-rending...