Qin Qianlu sat quietly by Su Jinyun's bedside, like a frozen sculpture, her gaze fixed on Su Jinyun's peacefully sleeping face.

It was as if he wanted to use that gaze to deeply etch her image into the depths of his soul.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, like sand in an hourglass, and everything around us quietly disappeared.

The whole world seemed to consist only of her and Su Jinyun's soft breathing, weaving together into a silent yet deeply affectionate melody.

Her thoughts, like wild horses that have broken free, galloped uncontrollably across the imaginary wasteland filled with fear and despair.

If Su Jinyun were to encounter an irreversible misfortune, it would be devastating for Qin Qianluo.

It was as if the entire universe had collapsed in an instant, stars had fallen, and darkness was about to engulf her entire world.

She dared not even think about the abyss of despair she would be dragged into, the excruciating pain like countless sharp ice blades.

It pierced her heart mercilessly, again and again, making her soul tremble.

Deep inside, wave after wave of lingering fear overwhelmed her like a tidal wave.

It made her tremble slightly involuntarily, and a layer of fine goosebumps rose all over her body, as if she were in an ice cellar.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, the scales of fate tipped slightly in their favor.

Everything was alright, as if some mysterious and benevolent force had heard her desperate prayers from the depths of her heart.

So that she wouldn't lose the most precious treasure in her life forever.

Fortunately, Yu Ying still retained a sliver of conscience at the last moment and did not kill Su Jinyun.

Otherwise, it would be a devastating disaster that would leave Qin Qianluo utterly devastated, with unimaginable consequences.

Just imagining it is enough to make Qin Qianluo feel as if she has been hit by a heavy hammer, and feel so painful that she can't breathe.

She sat there, lost in a whirlpool of thoughts, for an unknown amount of time. It was as if she was slowly emerging from a long and terrifying nightmare.

Her mind, which had been immersed in a mixture of relief and lingering fear, suddenly recalled the thorny matter of her heart being burdened by the fact that her true feelings had been known to everyone.

She furrowed her brows slightly, and her two willow-leaf-shaped eyebrows instantly twisted into a tight knot, as if locking all her worries, confusion, and helplessness inside.

She slowly reached out and gently pressed her fingertips against her brow, trying to soothe the nerves that were taut like a bowstring about to break due to prolonged tension and anxiety.

Then, she silently called for Feng Qingyun in her heart. The voice echoed deep within her heart, carrying a hint of urgency, a hint of helplessness, and a hint of expectation for resolving the predicament.

At this moment, Feng Qingyun, with her small, delicate but slightly flustered short legs, was hurrying towards the room with a heart full of trepidation and unease, as if walking on thin ice.

Recently, the events that have occurred have been like a tangled mess of yarn, one after another, tightly binding her and leaving her bewildered and at a loss.

It felt like being in a maze with no exit, unable to find any way out.

She was filled with worry that Qin Qianluo might fly into a rage because of these successive, frustrating troubles.

If I ignore her from now on, or even feel extreme disgust towards her, what should I do?

This worry was like an incredibly heavy boulder, pressing down on her heart, making every step she took feel as if her feet were filled with lead, incredibly difficult and heavy.

When Feng Qingyun arrived at the door, she paused subconsciously for a moment.

Her body trembled slightly. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her heart, which was pounding like a deer's.

However, the unease in her heart followed her like a fierce beast, roaring wildly in her heart and refusing to leave.

She cautiously peeked out, looking exactly like a frightened little animal cowering in a corner.

His eyes were filled with fear and unease as he warily observed everything around him.

Her gaze secretly and timidly fell on Qin Qianluo, carefully observing every subtle change in Qin Qianluo's expression.

Qin Qianluo's expression was as solemn as the dark clouds before a storm, her brows tightly furrowed.

Like a volcano about to erupt, his lips were tightly pursed, as if hiding endless worries and anger.

This made Feng Qingyun's anxiety, like a flame raging in a storm, grow even stronger.

It felt as if a wild little deer was rampaging through my chest, my heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was about to burst out of my chest at any moment.

Qin Qianluo keenly noticed the gaze that was secretly observing her.

She slowly turned her head, her movements gentle yet carrying an innate majesty, like a queen high above, observing everything around her.

At a glance, he spotted Feng Qingyun's cautious, peeking manner.

Feng Qingyun's two little ears drooped pitifully, and her eyes were wide open, like two crystal clear black gems.

Yet her expression was full of caution and fear, making her look both cute and somewhat pitiful.

This sight made Qin Qianluo both amused and exasperated, and the dark clouds of worry that had been weighing on her heart were somewhat relieved at that moment.

She sighed softly, a sigh that seemed to carry endless helplessness and doting affection, like a mother's tolerance and love when facing a child who has made a mistake.

Then, she said softly, "Come here, what are you hiding there secretly watching?"

His tone carried a hint of gentle reproach, yet was also full of deep affection.

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