There are many other admirable aspects of Qi Chang'an that have yet to be discovered; this is just one of them.

He still held her hand with one hand, and with the other hand he was still holding her chin. He lowered his head slightly and could easily kiss the corner of her lips. He murmured, "Do you resent me treating you like this?"

"No..." Lost in his deep eyes, Feng Guang unconsciously told the truth. After realizing that she had admitted such a shameful fact, she wished she could slap herself.

Qi Chang'an laughed, his soft laughter carrying a rare languor and a hint of deep affection, "So, Feng Guang still likes your senior brother?"

"I...I..." Feng Guang's eyes flickered slightly, making her even more adorable and alluring, "I've already let go of this matter..."

Since she was just deluding herself from the beginning, why should she hold on to it so stubbornly?

"If you're willing to let go of the past, it proves that you're willing to enter into a new relationship, right?"

Feng Guang didn't want to answer the question at all. If she answered yes, he would probably assume that she was only willing to start a new relationship for him. If she answered no, she had a feeling that her ending would be terrible...

It didn't matter if she didn't answer. Qi Chang'an pulled her into his arms again, gently patting her back as he whispered, "It's okay if Feng Guang is too shy to answer. I just need to know that you have me in your heart, and that's enough."

Okay... that's the truth.

Feng Guang quietly lifted her eyes from his embrace, only able to see his perfectly sculpted jawline. She asked weakly, "Didn't you...didn't you dislike me at first? How come now...now you say you like me?"

"I was wrong back then." Qi Chang'an kissed the top of her head and sighed, "At the time, I only thought she was a spoiled and naughty girl. Who would have thought she would turn out to be such a lovely little girl?"

"Then you...you even encouraged me to confess to my senior brother...If I had succeeded back then, then now..."

"Then I'll kill him now." Qi Chang'an accepted her words without hesitation and happily patted the top of her head.

Feng Guang was speechless and had nothing to say. She felt that Qi Chang'an was beyond her comprehension. If she had to find a suitable word to describe him, he was like... like someone who had been freed from constraints and could freely unleash his true nature.

And this nature... I believe it won't be so friendly to those who follow the righteous path.

At this point, she had been hugged and kissed by him, and it seemed she could only admit that her lack of aversion was telling her one thing: she did indeed like this man.

If her initial acquaintance with Qi Chang'an hadn't been less than pleasant, and if she hadn't viewed him with prejudice, she wouldn't have realized that Qi Chang'an was indeed a very charming man.

But what does this mean? She hadn't even decided to pursue this man, and he had already won her over?

Noticing her absent-mindedness, Qi Chang'an asked in a low voice, "What is Feng Guang thinking about?"

“I’m thinking…” Feng Guang coughed, swallowing the word “strategy” back. She looked up at him expectantly and said, “What should we do about the fact that you’re considered a traitor to the righteous path?”

First the soft sword, then the letters—faced with this evidence, none of his words held any credibility.

Qi Chang'an asked with a smile, "Would Feng Guang be willing to flee with me to the ends of the earth?"

"Yes." She nodded quickly.

He paused for a moment, then said, "If you're on the run, you can't live a life of luxury and ease."

"It's okay." She patted her chest. "I can support you by painting."

Qi Chang'an chuckled, then lowered his head again and kissed the corner of her lips. "Silly girl, how could I bear to let you live a life on the run?"

How is it performed in the play?

When someone is wrongly accused and hunted down, shouldn't they try to clear their name?

He whispered in her ear, "Fengguang, listen to me..."