"Next time, if someone hurts him, I won't just let it go."
Qingyue's voice was clear, cold, and resounding, clearly distinguishing between close and distant relatives.
She tried to speak the warning in the calmest tone possible, because she knew her too well and knew that she was the most protective of her people. If it wasn't him today, if it was anyone else, she would not just give a warning.
In the past, this protection was directed at him, but now it is directed at Feng Ling.
From the moment she decided to give up the past, Chu Yan knew that his little girl would force him to give up the past and move further and further away from him.
But seeing her eyes filled with worry, hearing her call Feng Ling 'husband', hearing her say that husband and wife are one, husband and wife are of one mind, he still felt heartbroken. Yue'er, do you know what the man you call husband has done? Brother Yan really wants to tell you, because once you know the truth, you will definitely leave him, you will. I know you so well.
But because I understand, I know that you will collapse.
So I can’t bear to leave and can’t bear it.
Chu Yan stood there, pursing his lips tightly, his eyes heavy, revealing the ice and snow that had not melted for thousands of years, but suppressing the surging grief.
"A Ling, let's go back home."
Qing Yue supported him and spoke, her back straight.
She has only one heart and can only love one person.
Feng Ling's throat choked with sobs, his eyes flushed with despair. The little girl's jade hand covering his was ice-cold. She must have been looking for him for a long time out of worry. He held her hand with his backhand, and choked with sobs and a painful voice rang out, "Okay, let's go back home."
His big hand wrapped around her small hand and they walked forward step by step.
The two figures were reflected on the ground side by side, and they seemed to be able to walk together forever.
But Feng Ling knew that it would not happen again. There would be no tomorrow for him and Yue'er.
"master."
Mo Yu stepped forward, walked to Chu Yan's side, and shouted worriedly.
The master's hand was also bleeding, and the wound on it looked very scary. The sharp wound of the shattered stone table had pierced into the flesh, and he had not treated it properly. He just bandaged it simply and rushed out. He had fought with Prince Yu again, and the wound was now covered in blood.
But Miss Qing didn't care.
Never noticed.
Chu Yan stood there for a long time, so long that he seemed to merge into the darkness. Since Yue'er and Feng Ling left together, she never looked back.
He knew that she was angry and was blaming him.
But Yue'er, Brother Ayan doesn't regret it.
**
"A Ling, why did you and Chu Yan fight?"
After getting on the carriage, Qingyue and Fengling sat in the compartment. Qingyue frowned tightly and used gauze to simply bandage the wound on Fengling's arm. Looking at the long cut on his arm by the sharp sword, she felt pain and guilt in her heart.
Feng Ling stared at the little girl busying around, her eyes full of worry as she treated his wound.
He felt even more pain in his heart.
He raised his uninjured left arm and gently stroked her face, "Yue'er, Yue'er..."
He called her name softly, and the voice sounded like he was about to cry. Qing Yue felt uncomfortable. She stopped what she was doing and looked at Feng Ling, "A Ling, is it because of me? Is it because of what Chu Yan said? Did he say something that made you unable to fight back?"
Qingyue asked tentatively.
Feng Ling's face was already pale, and the bruise on her left cheek was even more glaring. Such a handsome face was disfigured by the beating. They were going to get married soon, and even if she could make the best medicine, she didn't know if she would have enough time to heal A Ling's face.
Qing Yue was angry and felt resentful towards Chu Yan.
But she also understood Feng Ling. How could a man like him, who was so proud and seemed to have a good temper, but was actually very tough, allow herself to be wronged?
His martial arts skills were comparable to Chu Yan's, otherwise they wouldn't have been evenly matched for so many years. So the fact that he was beaten like this could only mean that he was either ambushed or didn't fight back.
But she knew Chu Yan, he would not do a sneak attack, so there was only one possibility, that is, A Ling did not fight back.
Faced with the almost penetrating gaze of his beloved girl, Feng Ling turned his eyes away in embarrassment. He knew Yue'er was smart and would be able to see through anything unusual he showed.
"A Ling?"
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Qingyue called his name again and looked into his eyes.
Feng Ling was afraid that she would see the pain and tears hidden in his eyes, so he raised his hand and held her in his arms, "Well, I told you."
His voice was very muffled.
"What did you say? Can't you tell me?"
Qingyue raised her arms and put them around his waist. They were often so intimate, which made people feel warm.
The carriage was running in the night, and the interior was very quiet. Feng Ling's eyes, where Qing Yue couldn't see, became more desperate. "I told you about Qin Ningyue's incident four years ago."
After the words were spoken, Qing Yue and Feng Ling fell silent for a moment, and silence filled the air.
"It was Chu Yan who found out that Qin Ningyue had... saved you, right?"
Qing Yue sighed softly and omitted the words "innocent body".
She also had some resentment in her heart. Whenever she thought that her A Ling had loved other women, had physical intimacy with other women, and had kissed them lightly, her heart would inexplicably feel sour.
But she also said that everyone has a past, and in fact, she was grateful to Qin Ningyue, after all, it was she who saved A Ling.
But when Qing Yue thought about how Chu Yan punched and kicked Feng Ling after he found out about this, she sighed, and her heart became even more complicated, and she felt a little uncomfortable.
"A Ling, Brother A Yan... he must be feeling very miserable."
She said softly.
Behind his back, she still called him Brother Ayan.
How could he not be my brother? Over a decade of relationship, even though we've lost our love, we still have the brotherly love of growing up together.
He was distant in front of Chu Yan and called him Prince in order to cut off his thoughts.
"I woke up in Nanjiao Temple and said I wanted to talk to him. The excuse I used was that he and Qing Yunyao had already had physical contact. I said I couldn't stand it. I couldn't stand my husband having another woman..."
Qing Yue opened her mouth and slowly told what happened that day.
To this day, Feng Ling has never asked her what she said to Chu Yan that day.
Only then would he let go and watch her fall into his arms.
It turns out that this is the reason.
A reason that he could not wash away no matter how hard he tried, nor could he go back to the past.
Qing Yue blinked to make her sore eyes feel better. She wanted to have a good talk with A Ling and didn't want her eyes to turn red and make people feel depressed.
"So, he found out that you and Qin Ningyue had a relationship, but I was willing to be with you. He must be unwilling to accept it, so he vented his anger on you..."
It's more than just sad.
It must be extremely painful.
She could imagine how unwilling Brother Ayan was.
Qing Yue thought that her guesses were all correct, unaware of the deep despair in Feng Ling's eyes.
"Yue'er, if it was you who saved me back then..."
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