Fang Qingyue raised her eyes and looked at him quietly, her heart also seeming to be somewhat disturbed.

He is a man who values ​​friendship but is extremely rational, and is destined to not be able to do anything for her like Shen Yuhan did.

She sighed softly and said softly, "Master Cheng, I understand your feelings."

"If you want to leave, I won't force you."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Qingyuan felt a little relieved, but also a little reluctant.

He was about to say goodbye when Fang Qingyue continued, "Then, it might not be a bad thing for Master Cheng to stay here."

"Stay here?" Cheng Qingyuan looked at her with a hint of doubt, "But I..."

Fang Qingyue smiled slightly, her tone gentle but with a hint of admonition: "Mr. Cheng has always been smart and astute, and you are very aware of the changes in the court."

"The Marquis is going on this expedition, and the borders are still unsettled. The situation in the capital is likely to become even more complicated."

"Although you don't want to get involved in these disputes, you have always been eager to serve your country. Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

She paused for a moment and continued, "Besides, I have no way of repaying your kindness."

"Now that you are in the mansion with the Marquis, it would be fine for you to stay for a while."

Cheng Qingyuan's fingers tightened slightly, he knew that what Fang Qingyue said was true.

Shen Yuhan goes to war, and the situation in the court becomes turbulent.

If he leaves now, he may lose many opportunities.

Although he had the intention of leaving, his ambition to serve the court remained.

What's more, Fang Qingyue's words revealed an indescribable warmth.

He nodded silently, and the shame in his heart was gradually melted by her tenderness.

"Qingyue..." Cheng Qingyuan's voice was slightly hoarse.

"If you don't want me to leave, then I will stay. However, I am not staying for Lord Shen."

Fang Qingyue smiled lightly and nodded, "Mr. Cheng is concerned about the court, I naturally understand."

Her smile had a hint of alienation, like a chrysanthemum blooming in the autumn wind.

Cheng Qingyuan felt a slight pain in his heart, but he had to admit that her heart no longer belonged to him.

While they were silent, the leaves outside the pavilion rustled.

The fallen leaves drifted to the ground with the wind, scattering all over the ground in golden color.

The autumn atmosphere in the courtyard becomes more and more intense, bringing a bit of coolness, which also makes people's mood become calm.

"Then I will stay here for a while until the border situation is settled."

Cheng Qingyuan finally made up his mind, with a hint of compromise in his tone.

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed and the night was dark.

On the dark sky, the stars are scattered sparsely like broken jade.

But this silent beauty did not bring any peace.

Fang Qingyue sat alone in the room. The dim candlelight cast her shadow on the wall, making her look particularly lonely.

Since Shen Yuhan left, everything in the mansion seemed to be normal, running day after day.

But Fang Qingyue's heart was always moved.

The autumn wind howled outside the window, telling the cruelty of the border war.

And she couldn't fall asleep every night and closed her eyes.

All I could think of was Shen Yuhan wearing armor and with his horse's hooves flying.

He was galloping on his horse on the battlefield.

There are swords and sabers all around you, and the enemy troops are like tides, and your life is in danger at any time.

Such scenes were lingering in her mind, making her heart hang in the air and unable to calm down.

When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Fang Qingyue would often get up, put on her clothes, and lean against the window.

A cool breeze blew in from the half-open window and brushed across her face.

But she was unaware of it, her mind already flying far away to the border battlefield.

She has always been smart and understands the danger of Shen Yuhan's trip.

If the military food issue can be accomplished, it will be stable; if it fails, it will be dangerous.

That night, Fang Qingyue still couldn't sleep.

She was wrapped in a thin shirt, sitting silently by the bed, her hands tightly grasping the embroidered handkerchief in front of the bed.

There were a few white plum blossoms embroidered on the handkerchief, which she had embroidered herself.

Before Shen Yuhan left the house, she put it in his luggage.

But now, this embroidered handkerchief seems to have become her only hope.

Suddenly, there was a sound of light footsteps outside the door.

Fang Qingyue looked up and saw the curtain gently opened. The blind girl Fang Chiyue walked in gropingly with the help of a cane.

When she heard the silence in the room, she whispered, "Sister, are you awake again?"

Fang Qingyue's heart softened, she stood up and walked forward, gently helping Fang Chiyue to sit down on the bed.

She shook her head and forced a smile: "I just couldn't sleep."

Fang Chiyue's hand gently stroked Fang Qingyue's wrist, and when she felt the thinness of her wrist, her heart ached slightly.

Although she was blind, she knew Qingyue's condition very well.

Ever since Shen Yuhan went off to fight, Fang Qingyue's thoughts have been entirely on him.

He became thinner day by day, and his face looked more and more haggard.

"Sister, the weather is getting cold, and your health is not good. You shouldn't stay up late all the time."

Fang Chiyue's tone was filled with worry. "I made a bowl of soul-soothing soup with a few herbs. It can help you sleep. You can try it tonight."

Fang Qingyue was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "Chiyue, don't bother me. I'm just a little upset and can't sleep."

She didn't want to drag others down with her emotions, and she didn't want Fang Chiyue to worry too much about her.

Fang Chiyue sighed softly and said stubbornly, "Sister, you have lost too much weight during this period."

"Even for the sake of the Marquis, don't you want to take care of yourself?"

"If he knew you were like this, he would be very distressed."

When Fang Qingyue heard this, her heart ached and she lowered her eyes.

Fang Chiyue was right. Shen Yuhan didn't want to see her so anxious, but she couldn't let it go.

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