"If I hadn't met you by chance, how would I have avenged this? Even if I came back, I would have been sent to hell again. My second brother is the best example."
Chu Yan is a powerful person. He is the current King You. Qing Yunyao is taking on her identity. She is the legitimate daughter of the Qing family and the wife of King You. There is also a foreigner behind her who is evil and vicious. She came back rashly with a lot of hatred and anger, alerting the enemy and walking into the tiger's mouth. Who can she be a match for?
If it weren't for Feng Ling, she would have been killed again by Qing Yunyao and Chu Yan.
"Qingyue, it was this king who happened to meet you."
Feng Ling said in a hoarse voice.
If he hadn't met her, he wouldn't have lived this long and would have died from the Seven-Star Begonia poison long ago.
Qing Yue seemed to be just expressing her own emotions and didn't hear what Feng Ling said at all.
Those eyes were already red and swollen from crying, and the coldness and indifference of the past were gone, leaving only softness and fragility.
It can be seen how much of a blow the death of old man Wushuang and her maid had caused her.
Why.
After all, I can't bear to see her like this.
Feng Ling pursed her lips tightly, supported herself on the couch with both hands, spun around, and sat directly next to Qing Yue. She stretched out her hand to hold her head on her shoulder, "Cry if you want to. Wipe away your tears once you get off the carriage. No matter who owes you anything, you must pay it back. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth."
"But the dead can't come back."
Qingyue said in a very soft voice.
Not everyone is so lucky as her to have the chance to start over again.
She would never see her master, Mu Rui, again in her life.
At this moment, Feng Ling didn't know how to comfort her.
She was rarely so vulnerable, as if her brain had stopped thinking. She was no longer the smart and calm Qin Wan, but a little woman who needed protection and guarding.
She didn't even notice that her head was held in his arms.
He could smell the faint scent of medicine and a hint of flowers from her body. It was an extremely pleasant smell. He tried his best to keep his body straight and not let her head rest on his chest to prevent her from hearing his thunderous heartbeat.
"Feng Ling, how come a man's heart changes so easily?"
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