She was the youngest daughter of a century-old general's household, of noble status, cherished by her father and brothers, living a life of freedom and spontaneity. Yet, she was tragically murd...
The phoenix feather felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar.
The next moment, Qing Yue looked at Chu Yan again, her eyes somewhat cold, and she said, "Prince You, I was fortunate to have known you for ten years. But with the separation of life and death, the bond between us has long been severed. It was severed in the teahouse in the southern district of Kyoto, and at the bottom of the cliff at the top of Luoye Mountain. The once youthful, proud, and unrestrained Qing Yue is dead.
Your Highness, look at this face. It is a strange face that has never had any connection with your past life, and the soul beneath this face is already riddled with holes.
Prince You, thank you for letting me see the fragility of this relationship. I give up.
But I gave up on you too."
Qing Yue raised her chin slightly, her beautiful eyes filled with deep sorrow and seriousness.
She was saying this seriously, she really gave up.
Give up the two men in front of you.
She doesn't want anyone anymore.
"All of you go away, and don't come looking for me again. I was with you first, and then with Prince Yu. All the past and present events are concluded today."
Qingyue said the last words.
Chu Yan pursed his lips tightly, the suppressed pain in his heart almost overwhelmed him.
The purpose of his telling such a lie was not only to protect her, but also to force her to give up him.
Why is it that at this point, she is extremely disappointed with Feng Ling, but still unwilling to return to him and not give him any chance.
He could not accept such an outcome, nor was he willing to accept such a fate.
"Yue'er, you said your relationship with me is over, you said Qingyue is gone? But who is the person standing before me now? She remembers everything we once had, she remembers who she is. Aside from her appearance, she's still herself. Have you ever considered that your resurrection from the dead, Yue'er, was a chance for God to make amends for you and me?"
Chu Yan smiled sadly, the wind rustled up, a flying flower landed on his shoulder, and his hair was dyed red, like broken jade piled in snow.
Qing Yue lowered her eyes and did not look up. She didn't want to say anything more.
Feng Ling's eyes turned red with hatred.
He understood Chu Yan's evil ambitions. He used the heinous mistake he committed four years ago as a threat, making it impossible for him to defend himself. He told a huge lie, making Yue'er think that he was disappointed in him and lost trust in him because he doubted her innocence. Chu Yan took advantage of this opportunity and swooped in!
"Chu Yan, don't you think what you said is ridiculous? You think Yue'er's return is a chance for you to make amends? Haha, but I think it is God's salvation for me and Yue'er. Otherwise, why would he let her become my princess? And not someone else?"
Feng Ling retorted harshly, hatred in her eyes.
His eyes were slightly narrowed, the morning breeze blew his hair down, covering his eyes, which were cold and sharp. Light and shadow flickered between his eyelashes.
"You all, leave!"
Finally, Qing Yue shouted angrily.
She didn't want to hear a word.
I don't want to see anyone anymore.
They stood there, motionless, as if they had countless things to say, but the corners of Ke Qingyue's eyes were red, and she had no way to vent the pain in her heart.
She suddenly thought of the desolate voice in the void, saying that she only had three years left to live.
Now, her revenge has been achieved.
The ghost died tragically, and Qing Yunyao fell into the imperial prison, where she was extremely miserable. She was executed in the autumn, and her great revenge was avenged.
Her entanglement with Chu Yan and Feng Ling ended in nothing but pain.
never mind!
That's it.
I don’t know when I will leave.
No matter who you are with, it is never perfect.
Perhaps Chu Yan's lie and Feng Ling's distrust and retreat this time will be the final outcome of this love story between three people.
"If you don't leave, then I will!"
Seeing that neither of them moved, Qing Yue threw down the last words and turned away.
"Yue'er."
Chu Yan and Feng Ling spoke out at the same time and stretched out their hands to stop her, but Qing Yue just gave them a fierce look with a hint of disgust, which forced Chu Yan and Feng Ling to stop. No one dared to touch her, for fear of being disgusted by her. That would be truly heartbreaking. They could only watch Qing Yue's figure walk farther and farther away, out of their sight.
The trend is changing, and the clouds are surging.
Just as Qing Yue's figure disappeared, Feng Ling moved! His hand was like a sharp blade, attacking Chu Yan directly. Chu Yan also moved, raising his hand to block. Bang, bang, his arms collided, and his energy was released in all directions.
"Chu Yan, you are so despicable and shameless. Why did you tell such a big lie? When did I, Feng Ling, ever doubt Yue'er in the slightest?"
Feng Ling's eyes turned red, and he quickly drew the sword from his waist and pointed it directly at Chu Yan. He had been holding back for a long time!
"What else?"
Chu Yan only asked back in a cold voice.
His icy jade-like face was also cold, "A woman as smart as her will definitely try to find out the reason for your sudden abnormal behavior. Whether it's you or me, we need a reason to deceive her!
You opened your mouth to explain several times, but you couldn't utter a single word. No matter how you apologized, explained, or compensated, what's the point if you don't tell her the reason? It will only make her more confused and angry, and she will want to know the reason!
The anger in Chu Yan's eyes grew even stronger.
"You only saw that I lied and made Yue'er lose her trust in you. But did you see that because of my lies and temptations, Yue'er lost her love and you, and she has a deep hatred for me!"
Chu Yan said hatefully.
This is a lose-lose outcome.
Feng Ling lost it, and he lost it too.
"Feng Ling, do you know how much I want to kill you!?"
Facing Feng Ling in front of him, Chu Yan also drew out his sword and pointed it directly at his heart.
"If it weren't for the truth, I wouldn't be able to tell you. If it weren't for my beloved Qingyue, last night, even if I had to risk my life, I would never have allowed Yue'er to save you in front of me..."
Chu Yan's eyes were bloodshot.
He suppressed his emotions tightly and didn't dare to think about that scene.
Across the door, the candle in the drugstore went out.
He knew clearly what was happening inside, but he was powerless to stop it. It was not that he couldn't, but that he didn't dare.
He could only grit his teeth, feeling heartbroken and desperate.
Feng Ling looked at Chu Yan coldly. The two men looked into each other's eyes, filled with hatred and murderous intent. If the situation had not allowed it, a fight today would have been inevitable.
"Neither you nor I are innocent of what happened four years ago. The truth has been buried, and no one can speak. So, Chu Yan and Yue'er, your hearts will depend on your own abilities."
Feng Ling spoke coldly.
Chu Yan pursed his lips and said nothing.
At this moment, Rong Wan hurried over and saw Feng Ling and Chu Yan facing each other with swords in hand. Her expression changed suddenly, and she was extremely anxious. She put her hand over her heart and said hurriedly, "My two princes, what happened? You can't do anything."
The moment Rong Wan spoke, Feng Ling and Chu Yan put away their swords at the same time.
The next moment, Feng Ling said, "Madam, don't worry. I am just practicing martial arts with my brother."
Rong Wan, “……!”
Does she look gullible?
The tense atmosphere could be felt from three meters away.
"Madam, Yue'er..."
Chu Yan pursed his lips and asked.
"Yue'er has left the house..."