Qing Yue froze and subconsciously tried to break free, but she heard sobbing in her ears and drops of tears fell on her neck.
"Yue'er, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
His voice was very hoarse and he apologized with sobs, as if he could not say anything else except these three words.
Qing Yue stood there. She did not respond to Chu Yan, nor did she push him away. She was just filled with bitterness and discomfort.
"It's okay, Brother Yan, it's okay."
She whispered, finally raising her hand and gently patting his back.
After a long time, Chu Yan raised his head. He looked at Qin Wan's eyes and eyebrows carefully as if he was meeting her for the first time. Perhaps he knew the truth, as he seemed to see the shape of Yue Yatou's eyes and eyebrows in her eyes and eyebrows.
He stretched out his trembling hand, wanting to touch her face, but Qingyue turned her head away.
Chu Yan's hand hanging in the air trembled slightly, but he changed direction and gently placed it on Qing Yue's head and stroked it lightly.
It was a soothing gesture and also an extremely doting gesture.
Thinking back to the past, whenever she was naughty and causing trouble, or encountered something unpleasant, she would always complain to him. His cold eyes would always look at her gently, and he would raise his hand and gently stroke the top of her head to suppress all her anger.
Thinking of this, tears welled up in Qingyue's eyes. She blinked hard to force the tears back.
"Girl, did it hurt at first?"
He asked softly, his tone full of caution.
Qing Yue knew what he was asking, and her heart felt sour and depressed. She nodded, then shook her head, "It's all in the past, Brother Ayan, it's all in the past. I've forgotten it all. Please don't blame yourself or feel sad, okay?"
"How could I forget? She treated you like that, and you were in so much pain..."
He shook his head. Whenever he thought of that scene, he felt so heartbroken that he couldn't control himself.
"Brother Ayan, it's all over. I'm fine now. I finally avenged myself, exposed Qing Yunyao's true face, and made the ghost pay the price. I came back from the dead and came back here. Second brother has also woken up. I'm satisfied."
Qing Yue looked at Chu Yan eagerly and spoke.
"Brother Ayan, I'm most worried about you right now. Don't blame yourself, don't be sad, forget about that incident, and live a good life, okay?"
Qingyue's tone was filled with worry.
She could not forget his crazy look when he learned the truth, the look on his face when he stabbed the dagger into his chest and shed tears of blood.
She felt distressed and guilty.
She hopes that Brother Ayan can live well.
"I can't forget it, Yue'er, I can't forget it. As long as I close my eyes, I can think of those tragic scenes. I think of how you were tricked to the top of Luoye Mountain four years ago, deceived, murdered, betrayed, and fell off the cliff with a heart full of hatred. I regret not protecting you well. I regret even more that I didn't know people well enough to realize that the person who stayed by my side was Qing Yunyao. And... I didn't recognize you. You became Qin Wan, but I treated you badly in every way..."
Chu Yan opened his mouth, and every word he spoke was filled with regret. He couldn't go on. He just wished Yue'er would take the dagger and stab him a few times to make him feel better.
"It's not your fault."
Qingyue shook her head, her eyes red.
Originally, she didn't want to tell Chu Yan the truth, and even wanted to make up a lie so that he wouldn't know her identity. But once she left her soul, she let Brother Ayan know the truth, so this matter had to be resolved.
"Brother Ayan, it's not your fault. It's really not your fault. I've let you down. I didn't trust you enough and believed Qing Yunyao's lies. Even after I came back to life, I targeted you everywhere, wanting revenge. I didn't know you were infected with the love poison. I was blinded by hatred, and you didn't mean to hurt me...
Even though I was killed by Qing Yunyao four years ago, it was not your fault, it was her fault. She was ungrateful and cruel.
So, Brother Yan, let's just forget about this and live our lives well, okay?"
Qing Yue looked up at him and spoke sincerely.
Chu Yan kept his head down, his bloodshot eyes fixed on her face, unwilling to look away. Listening to Qing Yue's words, he felt no relief. The moment she finished speaking, he said, "Yue'er, don't you blame me?"
"Don't blame me, Brother Ayan, I don't blame you. I said it's not your fault."
Qing Yue shook her head.
The moment she knew the truth, her hatred towards Chu Yan disappeared instantly. How could she blame him? In fact, she felt guilty!
If she had trusted him more, would they not have reached this point?
"Then Yue'er, you will come back to me, right?"
Chu Yan stared at her tightly, his eyes seemed to suppress the stormy emotions. He asked this question carefully, his eyes full of hope.
Qing Yue was stunned.
She froze there, tears on her eyelashes, her eyes red, staring fixedly at Chu Yan in front of her.
Their eyes met. At that moment, the wind stopped and only the slightest breathing sound was heard.
Qing Yue's heart trembled. Facing Chu Yan's bloodshot eyes, she almost softened her heart, but she couldn't. She had finally come back and was supposed to spend the rest of her life with that man. But with Brother Ayan, it was impossible for her and him to be together anymore.
Just now, when she proposed to talk to Brother Ayan alone, she glanced at Aling's face. It was so pale that it made her feel uncomfortable. She wanted to hug him, find a place where there was no one, just the two of them, to be together and talk about her experiences...
But she knew that Chu Yan was emotionally unstable and that he should make things clear today, so she didn't let him stay.
It's easy to imagine that A Ling must be feeling very uncomfortable.
Therefore, she couldn't be indecisive or unfaithful in her feelings, and she had to make things clear with Chu Yan.
"Brother Ayan, the previous Qingyue is dead."
The next moment, Qing Yue sighed.
Chu Yan shuddered and froze.
"Girl Yue'er, aren't you...alive?"
He spoke, as if trying hard to control his emotions and inner fear.
But Qingyue shook her head. "Brother Ayan, I mean, the former Qingyue is dead. The little girl who grew up with you, the little girl who once said she would marry you, died in the fifty-sixth year of Yonghe. Now my name is Qin Wan, and I am someone else's princess. Brother Ayan, we can't be together anymore."
As Qing Yue finished her words, Chu Yan's face became paler and paler. His tall body couldn't even bear the intense pain, and he swayed and stepped back.
At this moment, Chu Yan's mind was blank.
"Yue'er, are you... in love with Feng Ling?"
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