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...
Feng Ling didn't even cry out in pain, she just lowered her voice and said, "Yue'er, be gentle, don't break your teeth, my flesh is hard."
After a long time, all that was left was a clear tooth mark on the back of Feng Ling's hand.
Qing Yue's eyes were red. She looked up at Feng Ling and then slowly said, "Feng Ling, I can choose to forget this pain, I can choose to forgive you, but I have only one condition..."
"What are the conditions? Yue'er, tell me, don't mention just one. As long as you're willing to forgive me, a hundred A Lings will agree to it."
Feng Ling spoke hurriedly.
Then he heard Qing Yue looking into his eyes, her eyes serious and firm, and said word by word, "I want a divorce letter..."
Feng Ling froze and looked into Qing Yue's eyes, panic condensed in his pupils and his heart felt cold. Are they still going to divorce?
"Yue'er..."
Feng Ling's voice was almost tearful, and at this moment he didn't know what to say.
Then Qing Yue said, "This divorce agreement will not take effect without the official seal. Ah Ling, this is my final concession. If one day you hurt me or abandon me, I will personally take out the divorce agreement and part ways with you, instead of entering the palace and begging with my father on my knees just for a divorce.
If you can accept it, then agree to it. If not, then so be it!"
Qingyue's gaze was clear and firm.
She was willing to forgive, but her once courageous heart was finally hurt. A letter of divorce might never be used, and she just wanted to hold on to her freedom.
If one day she were to leave this world, she could then hand the divorce papers to him and tell him to forget her and start a new life.
Feng Ling's eyes were red from being forced. He didn't want to agree at all, but he also knew that this was Yue'er's last chance. After a long while, he nodded and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, I promise you, but Yue'er, I will never let you have the day to put the seal on your hand."
This was Feng Ling's last stubbornness and assurance.
Qing Yue's wet eyes curved up, and she said, "Okay."
"But, A Ling, I will still go, visit the border, and take a walk in the desert..."
Qing Yuedao.
"Okay, A Ling will accompany you."
"Also, my family, my father, mother, and brother all know that we are getting a divorce. You have to explain this matter yourself."
"Okay, I'll go there myself."
No matter what Qingyue said, Feng Ling agreed to it one by one.
Although he felt sad about the divorce agreement, he was extremely grateful that Yue'er was willing to give him a chance. Feng Ling was excited to ignore the divorce agreement.
Feng Ling was so moved that he was almost speechless. He had been with Yue'er for so long that he knew her inner kindness and bottom line, but he also knew her decisiveness in killing. The hurt he caused her that night made her completely want to give up on him and stay away from Chu Yan. Now that he had the opportunity to be forgiven, Feng Ling was really grateful to God.
"Yue'er, Feng Ling will never let you down in this life. Unless I turn into dust and bones, I will protect you for a hundred years without worries!"