"Forget it!..." Ma Qingyi said suddenly, with some sadness in her eyes.
"You can let it go, but I can't. If you don't want your face, do you want me, the Prince of Qing, too?" Mo Yufeng's words were like a knife stabbing into people's hearts.
Ma Qingyi turned and left. Mo Yufeng saw her leave, stood up, and ordered the people behind him, "Tell them not to appear in the capital again, and not to appear in front of me again!"
When Mo Yufeng went out, he saw Ma Qingyi standing under a tree, shivering. He walked up to her and pulled her clothes in. "It's time to play, it's time to make noise, it's time to go back home!"
Ma Qingyi turned her head suddenly and said, "You've always known this, but you didn't tell me. Now you see how miserable I am, isn't it ridiculous?"
"Remember this!" Mo Yufeng lowered his eyes, lifted her chin with his hand, and breathed cold air on her face. "You are my princess, so I will not let you suffer any injustice! If you ask for trouble, I will not laugh at you."
"..." Ma Qingyi lowered her head, a trace of sadness in her eyes, and then she raised her eyebrows slightly, "I am quick to remember grudges and forget them quickly. Naturally, I will not let go of the person who caused me to fall into this situation!"
"...Then how can you do it?" Mo Yufeng asked calmly.
"As long as you don't stop me!" Ma Qingyi smiled slightly.
"I will not let anyone who hurts me go, even if he is my most trusted person!" Mo Yufeng's low voice was like warm sunshine, turning Ma Qingyi's previous loss into emotion.
"Someone come! Send the princess back to the palace!" Mo Yufeng turned around and ordered.
"Wait a minute, I..."
"I won't stop you from doing anything you want to do... but go back and change your clothes... how long do you plan to stay like this?" Mo Yufeng suddenly shouted rudely.
Ma Qingyi smiled awkwardly and muttered softly, "The material of this dress is not good...it will tear if it is torn..."
"Still being stubborn!"
"Okay, okay, I'll go back and change..."
Prince's Mansion
Ma Qingyi was sent back.
Mo Yufeng was still there when Ma Qingyi left. I wonder where he is now?
Ma Qingyi returned to the room, walked in the silent space, and sat down beside the bed.
I've never felt it was so warm here!
Suddenly, her nose felt sore and tears fell from the corners of her eyes. Ma Qingyi stretched out her arms to cover her eyes, fell on the bed, and her shoulders shook with crying.
Chunling heard a voice and ran in, "Miss, you're back? The prince is looking for you with a sword!"
"...He was the one who sent me back!" Ma Qingyi said with a sniff.
Chunling ran over, moved Ma Qingyi's arm away, and said in surprise, "Miss, why are you crying?"
"Chun Ling!" Ma Qingyi threw herself into Chun Ling's arms and hugged her, crying and calling Chun Ling's name.
"Miss! You have suffered so much injustice..." Chunling was a crybaby, and she cried as soon as Ma Qingyi cried.
After Ma Qingyi recovered, she asked Chunling to prepare hot water for foot bathing. She changed her torn clothes and turned around. She glanced at Mo Yufeng's black robe on the bed. She picked it up and smelled it. It was cold...
Chunling brought in some water, and Ma Qingyi quickly threw her clothes aside and sat upright.
"Miss, didn't the prince come back with you?" Chunling asked.
"No..." Ma Qingyi stretched out her feet and placed them in a wooden barrel filled with hot water. It was so warm!
After washing her feet, Ma Qingyi lay down on the bed to rest.
Chunling blew out the candle and left. Ma Qingyi opened her eyes, bit the corner of the quilt, buried her head in the quilt and trembled.
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cliff edge
Qingshi sat on a rock at the edge of the cliff, holding a bamboo flute. He raised his hand, placed the flute to his lips, and began to play. The clear sound of the flute spread across the valley. In the silent night, there was the sad flute and the lonely person...
Mo Yufeng drove away the people behind him, and only Mo Yufeng and Qingshi were left on the cliff.
Qingshi stopped and sighed softly, "Now that you're here, it seems she's okay!"
"..." Mo Yufeng sat beside him and looked into the distance, frowning and remaining silent.
Qingshi picked up the flute again and continued to sing.
After a long while, Qingshi suddenly said, "Your Majesty, it's been a long time since we've sat down so quietly and watched the moonlight together!"
Mo Yufeng remained silent.
"This was where I was reborn... It was here that you took your sword and killed all those who wanted me dead. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be alive today... You are very important to me... Maybe it's because of my greed that I want you to belong to me alone! I also know how shameful it is for me to like you! But I have no relatives so I don't care!" Qingshi looked at his profile with a soothing and low voice.
"During the war, I was ordered to kill the enemy, and saving you was just a matter of convenience. You have always been too serious! You are talented and have extraordinary abilities, but it is me who ruined you!" Mo Yufeng looked at the distance with an indifferent expression and said in a deep voice.
"No, it wasn't you who destroyed me, it was you who saved me... You gave me the name Qingshi, and you also gave me my life. Although I have special abilities, they are only temporary. If I get hurt too badly, I will die! I don't want to hurt her, but selfishness is at work. You came here today to avenge her, right?" Qingshi smiled sadly, his eyes empty as he said, "From the beginning in the teahouse to just now, you have been sending people to monitor me. You agreed to let her leave the house just to teach her a lesson! You have been using me all this time..."
Mo Yufeng stood up and finally looked at him.
"You have been using others all your life, except for that Ma Qingyi... uh!" Blood flowed from the corner of Qingshi's mouth. He lowered his head and looked at Mo Yufeng's sword piercing his heart.
Qingshi grabbed his sword and pulled it out fiercely, blood staining his white clothes red. He smiled bitterly at Mo Yufeng, who remained expressionless, "I really want to know... when will you... show this face... to her!"
"I won't let her see it!" Mo Yufeng said coldly.
"Kill me!" Qingshi said lightly.
"...You can't die yet!" Mo Yufeng put the sword back into the scabbard neatly.
Qingshi smiled coldly, "Haven't you used me enough yet? It seems I'm still of some use!"
Mo Yufeng turned around and walked to the cliff. "In a few days, the Mo Yu Kingdom will pacify some small border countries in Beiling. I will personally lead the expedition." He turned around and looked at Qingshi. "You will be the deputy general. If you betray me, you know the consequences!"
"...You know...I will never betray you..." After Qingshi finished speaking, Mo Yufeng had already left for a long distance. Qingshi spat out a mouthful of blood, closed his eyes and fell to the ground. Soon, the blood in the wound coagulated and slowly flowed back. The wound healed bit by bit. Qingshi opened his eyes, stood up, picked up the bamboo flute that was soaked in blood on the ground, turned around and left.
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