The prince loves me like his life, but I force him to rebel

Chapter 193: Tangled

Sima Yao was very tall, so he easily saw the source of the traffic jam. However, when they saw the people on the ground clearly, they couldn't help but gasp.

The man in the pool of blood was actually Cen Yu!

The two couldn't help but look at each other.

Gu Nianzhi's eyes were filled with astonishment and panic. Her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and she could hardly breathe. Her pupils shrank sharply, and the image of Cen Yu in her eyes became blurry, as if it was a terrible phantom. She could never have imagined that she would see Cen Yu in such a scene, and in such a miserable state. Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but was choked by fear. Her brain was blank, and her thoughts seemed to have stopped turning at this moment, leaving only endless shock and fear spreading in her heart.

"How could it be him?" Gu Nianzhi muttered to herself in her heart. She tried to calm herself down, but found that she couldn't do it at all. Cen Yu's face flickered in front of her eyes. The familiar yet strange face was distorted by blood and pain, making her feel extremely strange and terrified.

Sima Yao's expression was much more complicated, with shock, confusion, and the disgust and hatred that could not be concealed. His fists clenched unconsciously, and the veins on his arms bulged, as if they were trying to break free from the restraints of his skin. The images of him being oppressed and humiliated by Cen Yu flashed through his mind quickly, and each image was like a knife, piercing his heart fiercely.

"How could this demon be here?" Sima Yao roared in his heart, his teeth chattering, and the rage in his heart was instantly ignited. He wanted to rush up immediately and give Cen Yu a more severe punishment.

But at the same time, he was also very confused. How could Cen Yu appear in this era? What was going on? He tried to calm himself down and try to sort out this chaotic situation.

"Is this God's arrangement? To let me meet him here again?" Sima Yao frowned and fell into deep thought.

Gu Nianzhi's eyes moved away from Cen Yu and looked at Sima Yao. She saw the complex emotions in his eyes. She knew the past between Sima Yao and Cen Yu, and understood his inner struggle at the moment.

"Sima Yao, what should we do?" Gu Nianzhi's voice was trembling. She didn't know how to deal with this sudden situation.

Sima Yao took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. "Let's see what happens first." His voice was low and suppressed, full of uncertainty.

The people around were still talking, and the noisy voices filled their ears, but they seemed to hear nothing. In their hearts, there was only shock and confusion about Cen Yu's appearance.

They seemed to be exchanging opinions with their eyes. Anger and doubt burned in Sima Yao's eyes, as if he wanted to penetrate Gu Nianzhi's soul and explore her deepest thoughts. Gu Nianzhi's eyes were full of helplessness and confusion. She looked at Sima Yao as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw in the dark, eager to get guidance and strength from him.

Sima Yao was the first to break the brief silence. He lowered his voice and said, "What on earth is going on? How did he appear here?" His voice was filled with anger and confusion. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with deep resentment. His facial muscles twitched slightly, and the veins on his forehead bulged. The anger seemed to be about to burst through his body and turn into a powerful force.

His heart was like a turmoil, and his thoughts were in a mess. "Cen Yu, this person who makes me hate him to the core, why would he appear at this time and place? Is it a trick of fate? Or is someone behind all this?" Sima Yao clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, but he didn't feel the pain at all. He stared at Cen Yu intently, as if he wanted to cut him into pieces with his eyes.

Gu Nianzhi trembled slightly, her voice tinged with tears: "I don't know either, it was too sudden." Her tears welled up in her eyes, and her heart was filled with fear and helplessness. Her body seemed to have been drained of all its strength, and it was shaky.

Gu Nianzhi's mind was in a mess. "How could this happen? Why is Cen Yu here? We finally escaped from that world, are we going to be dragged into new trouble again?" She felt extremely desperate, as if she was in an endless dark abyss and could not find a way out.

Neither of them knew how to handle the situation.

Gu Nianzhi was even more confused. The Phoenix Kingfisher Hairpin that could lead to time travel had already followed them to the modern era. How did Cen Yu, who was in the book, come to this world?

Countless thoughts flashed through Gu Nianzhi's mind. She tried to sort out this chaotic situation, but found that the more she thought, the more confused she became. Her brain was like a high-speed machine that was about to lose control, with various thoughts and speculations colliding and intertwining with each other. "Is there some mysterious force pulling? Or is it an inexplicable coincidence?" She felt a splitting headache, as if her head was about to explode.

She murmured to herself, "This is totally unreasonable. Is there some unknown force at work?" Her eyes were confused and anxious, and she kept scanning the surroundings, hoping to find some clues. Her eyes were anxious and flustered, not missing any tiny corners. But the people around were just making noises and watching, without any useful information.

Sima Yao pursed his lips tightly, looked at Cen Yu deeply, and thought to himself: "His appearance is by no means accidental, there must be a huge conspiracy behind it." His brows were furrowed, forming a deep groove, and the worry was like a heavy dark cloud, pressing on his heart.

His brain was working rapidly, thinking about various possible situations. "Is someone trying to use Cen Yu to deal with us? Or has Cen Yu found a way to travel through time and space to continue his evil deeds?" Every possibility made him feel uneasy and alert.

Without time to think about it, Gu Nianzhi tugged at Sima Yao's sleeve and asked in a very low voice, "What should we do? Should we help him?" Her voice was trembling, full of hesitation and anxiety. Her fingers tightly grasped Sima Yao's sleeve, as if grasping the last glimmer of hope.

Sima Yao was silent for a few seconds. During these few seconds, he was struggling fiercely. "Help him? He is our enemy and has brought us so much pain and trouble. But if we don't help him, what if there is a huge conspiracy behind this? Can we bear the consequences?" Sima Yao's eyes became more determined. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He turned his head and looked at Gu Nianzhi's eyes full of fear and expectation, and his heart ached. "Nianzhi is already so scared and helpless, I can't let her be more desperate." He thought secretly.

Finally, Sima Yao slowly spoke: "Let's take a look at his injuries first." Although his voice was low, it was decisive.

He was in a fierce struggle. On the one hand, his conscience told him that he could not stand by and watch the dying person die. After all, this was a life. The voice of conscience kept echoing in his heart, like a heavy bell, and each sound struck his soul. "Life is precious. No matter who he is, you can't easily give up the opportunity to save him." This voice kept reminding him, making him feel an irresistible moral pressure. He imagined that if he just let it go, a life might disappear, and the guilt would hang over him forever like a shadow.

However, on the other hand, Cen Yu in front of him was his mortal enemy, and also his rival in love that he could not let go. Whenever he thought of all the difficulties and injuries Cen Yu had caused him, he would be enraged. Those insults and fighting scenes kept playing in his mind like a movie, and every scene hurt his nerves. As a rival in love, Cen Yu had once tried to take away his beloved Gu Nianzhi. The jealousy and anger intertwined together, making his hatred for Cen Yu even deeper.

"How can I save him? He treated me like that and put me in endless pain and humiliation." Sima Yao roared in his heart. His fists clenched unconsciously, his nails digging deeply into his palms, trying to use the pain in his body to ease the entanglement in his heart.

Gu Nianzhi looked at Sima Yao's painful expression, her heart filled with guilt and helplessness. She could clearly see the twisted muscles on Sima Yao's face, and every wrinkle told of his inner struggle. His eyes were full of contradictions and pain, which was an unspeakable torment.

She knew how deep the hatred between Sima Yao and Cen Yu was. She had witnessed all the conflicts and fights in the past. Every quarrel and every hostility left deep scars in Sima Yao's heart. She also understood how much pain Sima Yao was in at the moment. The vacillation between conscience and hatred was like wandering on the edge of a cliff. If he was not careful, he would fall into the abyss.

But the Cen Yu in front of him was not only an enemy of life and death to him, but also a love rival that he could not let go of.

Sima Yao already felt that Cen Yu's appearance in this era was strange, and now he was inexplicably lying in a pool of blood, which made Sima Yao feel that there was a trick. Various possible conspiracies and traps kept flashing through his mind. "Is this his self-torture trick? He wants to win our sympathy and then attack us again?" The more Sima Yao thought about it, the more suspicious he felt. His brows knitted tighter, forming deep 川-shaped wrinkles.

Sima Yao frowned and analyzed: "Gu Nianzhi, don't you think this is all too coincidental? Cen Yu suddenly appeared here, and was seriously injured. Could this be a trap he set?" His eyes were full of vigilance, and he kept observing the movements around him. His eyes were like a sharp sword, sweeping through the crowd, trying to catch any suspicious signs. His ears were erected, listening to even the slightest sound around him, for fear of missing any signal that might indicate danger.

His heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and the blood rushed through his veins. Every beat was accompanied by fear of unknown danger and vigilance against possible conspiracies. "If this is a trap, once we fall into it, the consequences will be disastrous." This thought made him shudder.

Gu Nianzhi shook her head and said, "I don't know either, but we can't just watch him die." There was a hint of pity in her voice. Although she was also full of fear and disgust towards Cen Yu, her kindness made her unable to sit idly by. Tears flashed in her eyes, which reflected her inner struggle and pain.

Gu Nianzhi was also wrestling with a fierce struggle in her heart. She was afraid that Cen Yu would hurt her again, and that this rescue would cause more trouble. But she could not ignore the kindness and compassion deep in her heart. "If he loses his life because of our indifference, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life." She said silently in her heart.

However, rash rescue efforts may only make the situation more chaotic.

Sima Yao felt even more entangled when he heard Gu Nianzhi's words. He looked at Gu Nianzhi's pleading eyes, and his heart ached. "Nianzhi is so kind, but how can I let her fall into possible danger?" His thoughts were like a tangled mess, and he couldn't sort them out.

The crowd around him was still noisy, their voices buzzing in Sima Yao's ears, making him even more upset. The sun was still scorching the earth mercilessly, and sweat slid down his forehead, dripping onto the ground and evaporating in an instant. But he seemed not to feel the heat, and the coldness and fear in his heart made his whole body tremble.

"What should I do?" Sima Yao kept asking himself in his heart. He felt as if he was standing at a crossroads, and every choice was full of unknowns and dangers.

Sima Yao sighed, and the sigh seemed to come from the depths of his soul, carrying endless heaviness and helplessness. "If we save him, we may fall into a deeper crisis. But if we don't save him, how can we rest in peace?" He said slowly, and every word was like a heavy stone, rolling down from his mouth with difficulty.

His eyes were full of contradictions and entanglements, a deep and complex interweaving of emotions. The light flashing in his pupils was sometimes firm, as if he was determined to save the girl regardless of the danger; sometimes dim, shrouded by the fear of possible crises in the future. The inner struggle made him feel extremely painful, and this pain was like a sharp knife, cutting his heart again and again.

His brows were furrowed, and the deep wrinkles seemed to be scars carved by time, recording his inner torment. His lips were tightly pursed into a firm straight line, showing that he was trying his best to suppress the turmoil in his heart.

Gu Nianzhi remained silent, and her heart was also full of contradictions. Her eyes were like being attracted by a magnet, unable to move away from Cen Yu who was lying in a pool of blood, but her eyes were empty, as if her thoughts had drifted to a distant place. Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but was imprisoned by the entanglement in her heart.