Abandoned Wife? Her Starlight Shall Blind You!-Chapter 122 - 64: Jun Moling Cried

Jun Moling’s heart seemed to be in turmoil, violently churning in his chest, causing his entire body to spasm uncontrollably with pain.

His hands clenched tightly, knuckles turning white, and his eyes bloodshot from anguish.

"Ruoxi, it’s not like that. This is my failure as the Marshal. But the peace between the two countries is inevitable. Whether it’s our Dayi Country or Beichang Country, neither can endure the ravages of war anymore!"

Jun Moling urgently explained, his voice filled with deep helplessness and pain.

"Prince Zhan, we’re not that familiar. Please call me by my full name.

Yes, you all care for the world, for the country and its people, while I’m stubbornly fixated on revenge, narrow-minded in perspective.

But don’t forget, Beichang Country is the aggressor. Who among you can truly understand the pain they’ve caused me?"

Shen Ruoxi shouted hoarsely, tears welling in her eyes before finally falling.

"Ruoxi," Jun Moling said with a pained heart.

"You all stand there unconcerned, having not experienced my ordeal, just keep your mouths shut.

Because none of you can feel my pain. Even if I have to go to hell and back, I’ll make Chunyu Che pay in blood for blood!"

Shen Ruoxi fiercely wiped her tears, her gaze resolute, filled with a desperate determination.

"How could I not understand, Ruoxi? No matter what you think now, I, Jun Moling, vow that no one in this world desires your well-being and happiness, free from all pain, more than I do."

Jun Moling’s voice trembled slightly, filled with profound affection.

Shen Ruoxi’s lips curled into a bitter smile, full of self-mockery and sorrow: "How could you understand?! During those two years with the Xiao Family, if such a great change hadn’t occurred, I couldn’t have stayed a day. I would’ve gone mad in that suffocating environment.

But because of that upheaval, I accepted it willingly. No one desires a warm home more than I do, no one cherishes those around them more.

I thought as long as I tried hard, tolerated everything, it wouldn’t be hard to act as a virtuous wife who adheres to traditional virtues.

As long as I could have a home, I didn’t feel aggrieved. But even after all my efforts, brutal reality still gave me a harsh slap."

Jun Moling said passionately, "Ruoxi, it’s my fault, it’s all my responsibility. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry! I cost you your family."

Shen Ruoxi’s tears flowed like a breaking dam, her weeping uncontrollable and shaking her whole body.

Her sorrowful voice trembled as she said, "Don’t be so nice to me, I’ll take it seriously.

I was born inauspicious, a curse on my father, my mother, my brothers, destined to be alone.

I thought my mother could hold on for my sake, she was really my motivation to live and have a good life, but she too went to join my father and brothers, leaving me behind.

My cousin treated me well, I almost impulsively wanted to hold onto him, but luckily I restrained myself, knowing that without love, I could not harm him.

Jun Moling, I will cling to any warmth near me. I hope you stay away from me, don’t be so kind to me, I fear you’ll find it impossible to shake me off."

Her heart-wrenching cries echoed over the lake, as if she was venting all the grievances and pains that had accumulated in her heart, breaking any who heard them into pieces.

That slender figure appeared especially frail in the breeze over the lake. Jun Moling looked at her, his heart aching to the point of suffocation, and could only hold her in his arms with utter disregard for everything.

The small boat drifted aimlessly in the heart of the lake, Shen Ruoxi’s tears flowing ceaselessly, her heartache driving her to the brink of collapse. "Let go of me, stay away from me!"

She struggled fiercely, while he hugged her tightly, ignoring the propriety between men and women.

Jun Moling held her down firmly, his voice hoarse yet filled with deep affection, "Let me hold you for a little longer, Ruoxi, just a little."

Suddenly, Shen Ruoxi felt a dampness on her shoulder.

She widened her eyes, utterly stunned.

The battlefield-savvy, measured, stern, and dignified Prince Zhan, acclaimed throughout the world, Jun Moling, was crying?

How could this be! She stood astounded in disbelief, her heart pounding wildly, forgetting all reactions.

It was a long while before Jun Moling slowly released her.

He raised his gaze, his expression already restored to calm, as if the earlier moment of losing control had never occurred, "Ruoxi, we can’t just stay adrift in the middle of the lake. We have to find a way back to shore."

Shen Ruoxi remained immersed in the earlier shock, unable to return to herself for some time.

His expression was so composed, if not for the lingering mist in his eyes, she truly would have thought that the tears on her shoulder were merely her imagination.

"Why are you staring at me? If we don’t figure out how to get back, we might end up as fish feed. I can’t row, the boat just spins in circles."

Jun Moling spoke innocently, as though nothing had happened between them earlier.

Shen Ruoxi took a deep breath, calming her mood somewhat, and said plainly, "I can row, we won’t die."

Jun Moling’s brows immediately lifted with a smile, "See, I told you you’re my good luck charm. Nothing bad happens when I’m with you. The soldiers in the army all say you’re a goddess, bringing good fortune to the camp, so don’t say you’re unfortunate."

At this moment, his eyes sparkled with laughter, the brilliance within seemingly encompassing the entire galaxy, dazzling to the eyes.

Shen Ruoxi couldn’t help but be curious, wondering how the face, hidden behind a beard, looked to be acclaimed as the Capital City’s most handsome man.

"Sit still, you smooth-talking Prince Zhan." Shen Ruoxi deliberately chastised with mock annoyance, yet in her heart arose a peculiar feeling that was hard to describe, causing her to softly bite her lip.

Seeing her return to her normal self, Jun Moling felt the oppressive feeling in his heart dissipate a little, a faint smile appearing on his face as he gently said, "I’m only speaking the truth."

However, Shen Ruoxi remained silent, manipulating the oar in her hand effortlessly, appearing to exert little force, yet the small boat shot forward swiftly.

Watching this scene, Jun Moling found it quite remarkable, "Ruoxi, teach me how to row. Earlier, no matter how I tried, I couldn’t get it right."

Shen Ruoxi glanced at him sideways, saying coldly, "Prince, save calling me Ruoxi for another time, lest people misunderstand our overly close relationship. After all, there is a proper order."

Jun Moling slightly furrowed his brows, earnestly replied, "Ruoxi, your father was my subordinate, also my mentor and friend, and your brothers are my dear friends too, so why can’t I call you Ruoxi?"

"It’s just inappropriate." Shen Ruoxi lowered her eyes, her expression indifferent, as if pondering something.

Jun Moling sighed softly in his heart, then said, "Let it be our way in private. Now let me see what’s so special about rowing."

Shen Ruoxi took a deep breath and patiently explained, "Rowing requires skill, did you exert brute force earlier? Children typically can do it."

Implying that he wasn’t as adept as a normal child!

Jun Moling pressed his brow wryly, saying, "I did use force, then the boat just spun in the lake. Let me try again."

He was a prodigy of Dayi Country, excelling in all fields, an idol in many people’s hearts. Even her excellent cousin admired him greatly. Surely, there was no way he would admit defeat now.

Shen Ruoxi placed the oar in his hands, instructing, "Like this, like this..."

Sure enough, Jun Moling had been using too much force earlier.

With her guidance, he gradually grasped it and rowed faster and faster.

Jun Moling’s face bore a hint of pride as he looked at Shen Ruoxi, his eyes seemed to ask, Am I not as good as a child?

Shen Ruoxi’s heart felt less heavy than before, she lifted her gaze to meet Jun Moling’s and asked, "Marshal, why were you crying earlier?"