Feng Ling's voice was hoarse and low, but it revealed an incomparable steadfastness.
He was originally a very handsome man, but he fell into the mud and his temper became violent and sinister.
Qing Leishan had seen him when he was angry, his eyes were extremely cold, without a trace of warmth.
At that time, he shook his head and left, feeling sorry for Prince Yu in his heart.
But within a year, his indifference and cruelty disappeared, revealing his former gentlemanly appearance.
I am willing to be your servant, to give you my all, and to be loyal to you until death.
This was a promise made by a prince, and it was also a way of telling him his feelings for Yue'er.
Qing Leishan felt a strange feeling in his heart. He did not speak for a long time, and no one knew what he was thinking about. Qing Ziyuan and Qing Zhan did not dare to speak rashly, and the atmosphere in the hall was a little stagnant.
Outside the yard, the evening breeze was blowing, and occasionally there were a few insects chirping.
After a long while, Qing Leishan sighed softly, "Your Highness's intentions, in fact, this old minister has long been aware of them. Word has spread throughout Kyoto these days. The palace caught fire, and Princess Yu was trapped inside. It was Your Highness who risked his life to save her."
When he heard the news, he just sighed and said that Prince Yu was also a man who valued love, but now that their identities were reversed, Prince Yu would even risk his own life to save his daughter.
Qing Zhan also knew about this. That was his younger sister's medicine. It was the place where he had been sleeping. Once the fire started, his younger sister was trapped in order to save him.
To be honest, King You and his younger sister were childhood sweethearts, so he was more familiar with him and had a better relationship with him.
He didn't have much of a relationship with Prince Yu, but what had happened in the past few months had inexplicably made him lean towards Prince Yu.
My younger sister's current status makes it impossible for her to get entangled with the Fourth Prince. If she can have a loving marriage with Prince Yu, it would be a good marriage.
"Prince Yu, it's only been a year, and yet you've shown such deep affection for my daughter. But my daughter and Prince You have known each other for fourteen years. We were childhood sweethearts, and our friendship was deep. We were separated by a misunderstanding, but were reunited with tears and blood... This old minister understands Prince You; he's not someone who lets go easily."
Qing Leishan sighed and finally expressed his biggest concern.
He was just a general, how could he dare to interfere with the prince's feelings? Even though the girl was his daughter, could he really not marry her if he said so? But he was also relying on the gratitude they had shared through life and death.
But he saw further.
His girl Yue said that she had made it clear to Prince You that there was no possibility between them and she was the Princess of Yu.
But as someone who has been through it all, and knowing how he understands Prince You, how could that person give up so easily?
In the Golden Palace, he learned the truth, vomited blood, was seriously injured, shed tears of blood, and stabbed himself in the heart. At that moment, he didn't want the world or the throne anymore. How could he let go of such a heart-wrenching emotion just because of Yue'er's words?
It's impossible, it's just a delaying tactic.
"This king will never let go."
Feng Ling looked at the dark night with a dim gaze and stated his position.
Even if Yue'er gave up on him, he couldn't let go. Now that Yue'er had personally taken his hand and said she wanted to go on with him, how could he give up? He would never let go.
"Your Highness, my daughter is just an ordinary child. She was blessed by heaven and has the opportunity to be resurrected. But if she causes so much suffering... will she still be allowed to stay?"
Qing Leishan asked in a trembling voice.
Yue'er's rebirth was a strange and bizarre event. Perhaps there truly were gods in the heavens, and it was Yue'er's tragic death that gave her this chance to live again. But if, because of her, the Great Zhou was no longer at peace, and the two most promising princes took up arms to fight for a woman, it would surely be a bloody battle, and his daughter would become a source of disaster. What would his daughter do then? Would the world forgive her? Would the gods spare her?
"General, don't worry. That day will never come. If it does, it won't be Yue'er's fault. I will bear all the suffering and punishment."
Feng Ling spoke.
From his expression and tone, Qing Leishan knew that no matter what he said, it would be useless.
I can only sigh heavily.
"Your Majesty, can you please promise me that if one day Yue'er wants to leave you, can you follow her wishes and not force her?"
Qing Leishan stood up and bowed solemnly in the direction of Feng Ling.
This was his last request as an old father.
Feng Ling's hand trembled, his eyes darkened, his voice concealing a boundless emotion. He said, "This prince will not let Yue'er leave. If that day ever comes, this prince will follow Yue'er's wishes and will not force her to stay with me."
At that time, Feng Ling swore from the bottom of his heart that he would be good to Qingyue for the rest of his life and treat her well with all his might. Even if it was for the stars and the moon in the sky, he would give up everything to get them for her. He held her hand tightly and never thought of letting go, nor did he think of letting her leave him.
For the past fourteen years, Chu Yan had occupied her life.
But in the next forty, fifty, sixty years... he would be doubly good to her, holding her hand tightly and never letting go.
But things change all the time.
Feng Ling could never have imagined that in the near future, when the truth of that incident was exposed, he and Qing Yue would stand at opposite ends of the ocean of suffering. Seeing her suffocating in pain and crying in despair, he realized that the source of all her suffering was him...
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Qing Leishan drank too much that night and lost his sense of direction. In the end, he hugged the jar of wine and cried.
He was a great general, and he was also a man. After experiencing the torture of these days, he was finally completely released on this night.
Qing Zhan and Qing Ziyuan helped him back to the house. The son stayed with his father and the daughter stayed with her mother. This night, the Qing family went from grief to joy, and it was the most fulfilling day in all these years.
Feng Ling was left at the mansion overnight. He originally wanted to return to his own residence, but was reluctant to leave.
Qing Ziyuan understood Feng Ling's intention and arranged a room for him, which was Qing Yue's previous house. This also represented the attitude of the Qing family.
As the night deepened, the silvery moonlight shone into the house through the window.
The candles in the house had burned to the bottom.
The entire Qing Mansion was already quiet, but Feng Ling still couldn't sleep.
He surveyed the room. This was the house where Yue'er had lived and grown up. Looking at the guqin in the corner, he could imagine a figure sitting there playing the instrument. Then there was the dressing table, and he seemed to see Yue'er sitting there drawing her eyebrows. And the bed beneath him, where Yue'er had slept for over a decade...
The fragrance of a young girl seemed to waft through the brocade quilt.
Even though I knew I was just imagining things, I still couldn't help but cover my face with the quilt.
Just then…
"A Ling, are you asleep?"
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