Qing Yue sighed and said.
The plan was disrupted again.
She really wanted to get everything ready before the wedding so that A Ling would have no more worries about her health and everything would be perfect.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, she heard Feng Ling speak hoarsely.
"I don't understand."
Qing Yue nodded. "Yes, I thought so too. Let's not cure it tonight. The Seven Star Begonia poison is difficult to cure. Ah Ling, you will definitely suffer, but now you are injured. We can only wait until you are better and postpone it for two days. After all, there are still several days before the wedding, which is enough time."
Qing Yue muttered to herself as she stood up to wash her hands and get the ointment off her fingers.
Just as I stood up, I heard Feng Ling say, "Yue'er, let's separate!"
"Um?"
Qing Yue turned around subconsciously, not quite hearing what was said, and her eyes were filled with questions.
Feng Ling suppressed the shock and pain in her heart, and tried hard to restrain the tears that were about to burst out. She only listened to him say, "I said, Yue'er, let's break up..."
Qing Yue's brows suddenly furrowed.
She thought she was hallucinating, but it seemed that there was no problem with her hearing.
So, what was A-Ling talking about? Why did she suddenly say she wanted to break up?
She slowly retracted the faint smile in her eyes, and then her eyes became a little solemn. She did not respond, but walked to the golden bronze basin next to her, soaked her hands in the water, washed the plaster on them bit by bit, and then wiped the water droplets on her fingers with a silk handkerchief.
While she was doing all this, Feng Ling was always watching her.
When he finished his last words, his heart was broken into pieces that could no longer be put together. It hurt so much that he couldn't even cry, only numbness.
He had meant to tell it later.
At least tonight, he can still hug Yue'er.
He could also wait until after the wedding.
But for more than a day, he couldn't open his mouth.
At this time, Qing Yue wiped her hands and walked back to Feng Ling. She was still sitting on the bed as before, beside him, their knees close together. Then Qing Yue said, "A Ling, I didn't hear what you said just now. Can you say it again?"
Qing Yue asked.
She was very calm, and extremely cool.
She looked into Feng Ling's eyes, but saw that he had his eyes downcast, as if he didn't want to meet her gaze.
Then Feng Ling's hoarse voice was heard again, "I said, cancel the wedding, and we separate."
Qing Yue's whole body suddenly froze, her heart ached as if pricked by needles, and her eyes were full of hurt.
"A Ling, do you know what you are saying?"
She frowned, puzzled, but the corners of her eyes also turned red.
How could such words be said casually? It was very hurtful. But he said it three times, she asked once, and he said it once, without hesitation.
What is he doing.
The next moment, Feng Ling nodded, "I know."
The last trace of expression finally faded from Qingyue's face, but she suppressed her emotions and did not question, but instead asked.
"A Ling, did something happen in Prince You's mansion that made you suddenly say such a thing?"
Qing Yue stared at his face, as if trying to see something from it, but he kept his eyes down and she couldn't see clearly.
Qingyue didn't believe that Feng Ling was sincere. There must have been something that she didn't know about. He was fine before. But after going to Prince You's Mansion, his whole mood was not right. She thought that Feng Ling was upset because of Qin Ningyue's matter, but it seemed that it was more serious than that.
It was so serious that he even said he wanted to cancel the wedding and separate from her.
How could it suddenly become like this?
It was fine before.
What happened? Why did A Ling do this?
Qing Yue was full of confusion and felt extremely upset.
Feng Ling's heart was numb with pain, but he could not reveal the slightest flaw. He had to swallow back his blood and tears. As Chu Yan said, Yue'er could not be allowed to know the truth of that night. She hated it so much. She said that the only condition for reconciling with the past and forgiving all the suffering and hatred was that those people died.
He is not afraid of death. Without Yue'er, he would have died countless times.
He was afraid of the same thing as Chu Yan. He was afraid that she would collapse, that she would despair, that she would think that fate had played tricks on her and was only bullying her, that she would not be able to bear it and would leave... and never come back. He was also afraid that the real Qin Wan would come back.
Yue'er has lost her body, only this ghost remains. If she is seriously injured again and her soul leaves her body, what will she do then?
He thought of the worst possible outcome Chu Yan had described, "The soul will be scattered and dissipated between heaven and earth."
How could he bear it?
So let him bear the consequences of his evil deeds. Yue'er, you can hate Brother A Ling as long as you can live and as long as you never know the truth.
His girl had suffered so much. In terms of age, she was only in her twenties, but she had experienced extremely cruel and inhumane tragedies in the world, including betrayal, frame-up, replacement, falling off a cliff, pregnancy, and stillbirth... She came with hatred and resentment, but on the day she avenged her great revenge, her soul left her body.
He will never forget that day, the moment his girl woke up, with timid eyes, curled up in the corner of the bed, cowering and terrified. She looked at him with extremely strange eyes and called him "Prince".
At that moment, he vomited blood due to the poison and his heart was broken into pieces.
Later, no one knew how she came back, and no one knew what happened during the time she was away.
But he and Chu Yan both knew that she had come back to life and was once obsessed with hatred and lived.
Later, she was reborn with love and continued to live.
If she knew the truth, if she knew that everything she had suffered was caused by him, her love would collapse in an instant, and she would be torn apart by the mixture of love and hate.
She couldn't bear such a blow.
So, he becomes the bad guy, hate him.
In short, he is not worthy of being by her side anymore. Chu Yan does not allow it, and he himself is not qualified.
"It's me... I suddenly feel that you and Chu Yan are more suitable together."
Feng Ling said this almost mechanically.
Qing Yue's breath got stuck in her throat. "What? Ah Ling, do you know what you are saying? Why are you pushing me towards Chu Yan? Did something happen to make you jealous?"
Qing Yue pursed her lips and asked, her eyes red and her heart seemed to be blocked.
How could Feng Ling say that?
He knew very well how complicated the relationship between her and Chu Yan was. She had given up at that time and had never thought of turning back. How could he so easily say that he wanted to push her out?
A person's heart aches to the point of numbness, and even his expression becomes dead. He seemed not to notice the pain in Qing Yue's eyes. He simply raised his eyes and looked at her deeply, "Yue'er, I'm serious. It's not because I'm jealous. I just suddenly feel that you and the Fourth Prince would be better together. Yue'er, let's get a divorce."
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