"But I really am an illegitimate daughter…" Youxuan hung her head, staring at her own belly, hands clutching the bedsheets tightly.
"…"
Hanjie's eyes darkened, he reached out and cupped her chin, forcing her to look up, "So what if you're an illegitimate daughter? I'm an illegitimate son too. Are you telling me that even I don't deserve to live?"
"That's not what I mean." Qin Youxuan tried to explain in her flurry, opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.
Yes, he was an illegitimate son too, yet they were both living just fine.
As long as one lives well, what can birthright prove?
"I never thought my father would be Ye Zhanxing, it hurts my heart…" Youxuan finally confessed, tears sliding from the corners of her eyes involuntarily.
She would always remember how Ye Zhanxing made her change her impression of him step by step, eventually inspiring admiration in her.