Qing Yue's eyes turned red as she looked at Feng Ling beside her and asked softly.
Feng Ling pursed her thin lips tightly and said nothing.
Qing Yue's eyes grew redder and redder, as if with a hint of pleading, "A Ling, some things have to be resolved. Between Chu Yan and I... there are some things we need to make clear. We can't let him suffer like this. He won't be able to bear it. You know, I owe him."
She reached out and gently grabbed Feng Ling's sleeve.
Each word was like a word, like a knife cutting Feng Ling's heart.
He wanted to ask loudly, Yue'er, what do you want to talk to Chu Yan about alone? You call him Brother Ayan, do you still love him? You say you owe him, so do you still want to be with him? What about him? What should he do?
But in the face of Qing Yue's blushing and pleading gaze, he couldn't ask a single question.
He looked at her deeply for a long time before finally uttering a word, "Okay."
As soon as the word fell, his heart was broken. He lowered his eyes, not wanting Qing Yue to see the pain and panic in his eyes.
"Second brother, Pingyang..."
Qing Yue called out softly again, and raised her eyes to look at Qing Zhan with a broken look that made people feel sorry for her. Qing Zhan gently touched Qing Yue's head and said, "Let's talk properly. Second brother is waiting outside, and there is also Prince Yu. Second brother will take care of him, don't worry."
This sentence almost made Qingyue unable to hold back. His second brother really understood him.
Feng Ling coughed, suppressed the surging blood and energy, raised his feet and walked out of the meditation room step by step.
The door creaked shut.
Only Chu Yan and Qin Wan were left in the room.
"Brother Yan..."
The next moment, Chu Yan reached out and hugged Qing Yue in his arms...
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