The Supporting Actress Made A Comeback-Chapter 1111 - 1113: I Hold Her in My Heart

Clearly just a guard, clearly just an unknown soldier, and yet... he won?

That sword tip only needed to advance another inch to take his life.

And it only took one move...

With just one move, he was defeated.

With just one move, all his hopes were shattered.

Xuanyuan Yichuan felt an unprecedented defeat, and at the same time, his heart seemed to be churning, with unbearable pain.

Xuanyuan Yichuan’s legs buckled, and he fell to the ground.

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the guard before him, who seemed ethereal and extraordinary, filled with despair, unwillingness, and jealousy.

Why him!

Clearly, he was the one who had loved the Princess for over ten years, what is this guard compared to him?

Yu Siqiao looked at the opponent before him, said nothing, and turned to step off the stage.

But suddenly, the defeated opponent spoke: "Wait a moment."

The voice wasn’t loud, completely lacking the previous vigor.

Yu Siqiao paused but did not turn back.

And Xuanyuan Yichuan’s voice seemed full of hesitation as he said, "This... Young Master Qiao."

Inside, Yu Siqiao seemed to already have a vague guess about what he wanted to say.

Sure enough, Xuanyuan Yichuan soon continued, his voice entangled, saying, "The Princess and I have known each other since childhood, we are true childhood sweethearts, innocent and carefree, the feelings between us are deeper than you can imagine..."

Yu Siqiao had his back to him, his expression slightly cool.

Xuanyuan Yichuan continued, "I know that your desire to marry the Princess is nothing more than for fame and profit, but my heart truly belongs to the Princess, my heart and my life can only hold the Princess alone, so... can I ask you... no, beg you, to give the Princess to me, please?"

Yu Siqiao still did not turn around, but upon hearing this, couldn’t help but find it somewhat amusing.

Begging him to ’give away’ the Princess?

Yu Siqiao’s eyes grew colder, and his previous admiration and sympathy for Xuanyuan Yichuan vanished without a trace in an instant.

Fearing he would refuse, Xuanyuan Yichuan quickly added, "Whatever you want, I can give it to you. The Xuanyuan family has served Moyan Country with great achievements for generations. Whatever you, Yu Siqiao want, as long as I, Xuanyuan Yichuan, can do it, and have it, I will give it all to you without reservation!"

Yu Siqiao remained silent, closed his eyes briefly, and suddenly, burst into a soft laugh.

Turning around, Yu Siqiao walked slowly toward Xuanyuan Yichuan.

The once vibrant and ambitious gentleman now seemed to have his backbone removed, slumped on the ground.

Yu Siqiao stood in front of him, looking down at him.

Xuanyuan Yichuan also greeted his arrival, unconsciously adopting a supplicating posture, looking at him, his voice tinged with a plea and tremor, "As long as... you give the Princess to me..."

Yu Siqiao coldly responded, enunciating each word, "What do you take her for?"

Xuanyuan Yichuan was stunned.

"She is a person, not an object," Yu Siqiao’s eyes were devoid of warmth, even with a chill of lethal intent flickering, "I place her in my heart, everything is based on her happiness, and you’re now saying... give?"

The powerful aura enveloped Xuanyuan Yichuan.

An unprecedented sense of oppression, such as he had never felt even in the presence of the Emperor.