Chapter 105. My God

Chapter 105. My God

This man alone is my ally, no matter what time, no matter who becomes my enemy.

No matter what I do, he must stay with me.Alll latest novels at novelhall.com

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By the time Yulan left with Violette and returned home, the sky was darkening. Since it was basically this time every day when he returned, the family was not particularly concerned, and only a minimal number of servants greeted him. Yulan would see his parents later at dinner.

The parents who took Yulan in are both kind-hearted and generous people. They are both very open-minded and big-hearted, and because they value their own values, their interference in other peoples lives is minimal. This does not mean that they are heartless or indifferent, but rather that they have a clear understanding of distance and boundaries.

From Yulans point of view, who perceives others first of all with malice and indifference, they have fair personalities. If Yulan had been born as one of their children from the beginning, he would have respected them wholeheartedly and set his sights on their backs. Its an irreversible lie, and he couldnt be like them now, nor does he want to be. The days when he could aspire to be fair are long gone.

The first thing Yulan did after entering his room was to put away the pocket watch he took out of his bag in its glass case. The violet flower on the lid of the pocket watch shone through the glass, the image was so beautiful that nothing could be compared to it. He had been looking for a case that would match the beauty of the pocket watch and the strict protection it received, but unfortunately, he couldnt find one.

Yulan changed into his comfortable clothes and hung his uniform together on the sofa, someone would later retrieve it while Yulan was out of the room. Yulan always did his best not to touch anything in this room, and make sure that only clothes and garbage were put away. He has always preferred to be alone, and this is thanks to the fact that the people around him have adapted to him. The son of the Kings concubine is not someone you want to have much to do with, even if he is the one you are supposed to serve. When Yulan is in his room, the only people who might visit him are his parents.

He sat in a chair by the window and raised one leg. Resting his chin on his knee, his eyes looked at the picture frames that line the window frame. But there was no human figure in the memories in them. They are faded pressed flowers, palm-sized notes, or broken braided cords.

Violette is always the one who reaches out to him. That is why Yulan can stand and walk to her. Yuran is an egoist, acting on his own interpretation and greed, but he has no shadow of a sense of self-possession.

From his head to his toes, from his five vital organs to his blood, from his life to his soul, everything belongs to Violette.

That is why she must remain a caged bird. In a world woven with peace and tranquility, she will remain unaware of the shadows of external enemies for the rest of her life. Wherever she wants to go, he will carry her. If she wants to fly away, he will make a bigger, wider cage for her. If something goes wrong, he hopes shell be in a place where his body can be a shield.

If he loses his owner, his one and only God, if he loses his breath.

He couldnt bear it he couldnt bear it, he could never bear it.

(Dont worry, I can do it, I will do it. Ill never make a mistake this time, I promise.)

Yulans biting lips tasted faintly of blood. His clawed palm ached, and he could feel the skin slowly shredding. He felt a slight heat, but didnt feel any pain. It didnt matter, this much, it was bearable.

Compared to the despair he felt that day when the world he loved so much was crushed and broken.

T/N: Im sorry everyone. Because of technical issues, two of my other novels chapters were posted as this novels. I have no idea why it happened, and Im still trying to figure it out. Sorry for the inconvenience, I promise I will try to fix the problem as soon as possible.