The city of Kyoto still appears peaceful on the surface, but secretly there are turbulent situations.
The next day, Qingyue woke up from the bed. Warm sunlight poured in through the window, casting a layer of golden shadows.
Qingyue sat back on the couch, and the pain from last night seemed to come roaring back.
She pursed her lips, thinking about how she had returned home, bathed, and then drank some tranquilizing soup before going to sleep. She seemed to have a stomachache while half asleep, and then she dreamed of Feng Ling...
Qing Yue's face darkened, her eyes were cold and she didn't want to mention him.
But at this moment, my mother's voice sounded outside, "Girl, are you awake?"
"Mom, I'm awake."
Qing Yue spoke hurriedly, and only then did she realize that her voice was a little hoarse.
As soon as she finished speaking, the bedroom door opened and Rong Wan walked in. Seeing Qing Yue stand up, she stepped forward and said, "Are you still feeling unwell? I was really scared last night."
Qingyue hugged Rong Wan, buried her head in her arms and acted coquettishly for a while, "It's okay, mother, I'm sorry to have worried you."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Rong Wan said softly.
The person she loves the most and feels most guilty towards is her little daughter. Whenever she feels a little sad, she cannot sleep all night long.
"The kitchen has left some food for you. Mom will go with you to eat something. Don't go hungry, or your body won't be able to bear it."
Seeing Rong Wan's words full of care and worry, Qing Yue knew that her mother must have been scared by her coming back in that state last night. She sighed in her heart. She was really not a considerate daughter, and she was sure that she would make them worry even more in the future.
Qingyue got up, washed up, changed into a dress, and put on a lotus pink cloak before going out.
She still felt a little uncomfortable, even a little tired, which made her brows furrowed.
Rong Wan and Qing Yue walked towards the front hall together. She looked listless and tired, which made Rong Wan feel very uncomfortable.
This is clearly a sign of emotional hurt.
"Yue'er, you can tell me anything you have. I may not be able to help you, but I can at least give you some advice, right? Don't keep it all bottled up in your heart. It's bad for your health if you keep it bottled up for too long. It will make you feel depressed and prone to illness."
Rong Wan's voice was so gentle that it soothed Qing Yue's annoyance, making her feel warm and her eyes a little hot.
"Mother, will you support me no matter what decision I make?"
Qingyue asked softly.
Rong Wan nodded, "Of course, you are my only daughter. If I don't support you, who will I support? What's more, my daughter has grown up and must have her own ideas about everything. Even if she makes a decision, it is after careful consideration."
Rong Wan's gentle and trusting words comforted Qing Yue's heart. She was so moved that her eyes turned red. Then she said sullenly, "Mother, I want to divorce Feng Ling."
"What?"
Rong Wanwan never expected her daughter to say such a thing. Is this what they call making a decision?
"Yue'er, mother has never asked you what happened between you and Prince Yu last night? I heard from your father and brother that you helped Prince Yu detoxify the poison, so why are you suddenly asking for a divorce?"
Rong Wan's tone was a little anxious.
Qing Yue pursed her lips, thinking about what happened last night, and the suppressed discomfort surged up again.
Why is that?
Feng Ling would rather bear the hardship herself than tell her the truth.
It was Feng Ling who called out Qin Ningyue's name while detoxifying.
Even when he knew that she was innocent, he said absurd words about finding a maid and promising her the position of concubine.
Each of these things that violated her bottom line made her extremely sad and disappointed. In that case, let's get a divorce. She didn't have to cling to him.
"Yue'er, quarrels between couples are inevitable in life, but things will be fine once they are talked out. Never talk about divorce. Such words should not be spoken casually. It hurts so much. Mother and your father have been married for nearly thirty years. We have had our share of disagreements and arguments, but Mother and your father have never mentioned the word divorce. Some things should not be spoken casually. They really hurt feelings."
Rong Wan persuaded softly.
At this moment, Rong Wan only thought that her daughter had a conflict with Feng Ling, but it was definitely not to the point of divorce. After all, Prince Yu came over last night, and the affectionate look in his eyes was seen by all the members of the Qing family.
Little did she know that Rong Wan's words made Qing Yue feel even more upset, and the tears in her eyes almost couldn't stop falling. It was because of this that she was even more sad. It was Feng Ling who first talked about separation and proposed divorce.
"Yue'er, it was Prince Yu who wronged you, right? You went back to your parents' home in anger, but Prince Yu chased you to your house in the middle of the night and didn't leave until dawn. He stayed by your side for most of the night."
When Rong Wan talked about what happened last night, she was actually speaking well of Feng Ling.
Unexpectedly, as soon as these words fell, Qing Yue's face suddenly turned ugly. He's here? Feng Ling is here? Is this not a dream?
Oh……
With a sneer in her heart, Qing Yue felt even more depressed. What did he mean by this?
Just then, a maid from the front yard came hurriedly to report, "Princess, Madam, Prince Yu is here."
When Qing Yue heard this, her eyebrows knitted together instantly, and a layer of frost immediately covered her face, "Let him go!"
"Yue'er."
As soon as the cold shout fell, a low and lingering voice was heard. At the courtyard gate, where the shadows of trees were drooping and the stone gate was covered with ivy, Feng Ling was standing there with his hands behind his back. His black hair was tied up with a jade agate cicada buckle. His phoenix eyes looked deeply at her. His elegant and unparalleled demeanor seemed to be shrouded in great sadness. His sparkling and charming eyes were filled with thousands of words.
Qingyue turned and left.
His face turned cold almost instantly.
"Yue'er."
Seeing Qingyue's attitude, Feng Ling panicked and rushed over, grabbing Qingyue's arm. "Yue'er, I have something to tell you..."
“Let go!”
Qing Yue shouted sternly.
Feng Ling didn't dare to let go, because the little girl would definitely leave if she did.
When Rong Wan saw this scene, she felt very complicated. It was obvious that Prince Yu loved his daughter to death, but he didn't want to care. Moreover, the little girl scolded the prince to let go, and her voice was so cold that even her ears trembled when she heard it as a mother. Her daughter seemed to have a bad temper, which was caused by being spoiled by her family. Fortunately, Prince Yu had a good temper, so he didn't get angry at all even so.
"Your Highness, please have a good chat with Yue'er. I will take my leave now."
"Madam, take care."
Feng Ling said, nodding towards Rong Wan.
This attitude made Rong Wan feel even more complicated, as she loved the whole family because of her love for the whole family.
"Yue'er hasn't had breakfast yet. Your Highness can accompany Yue'er there later."
"Jin Zhi understands."
Only then did Rong Wan retreat with her maid.
As soon as she left, Qing Yue suddenly threw her hands away and raised her eyes with a fierce look, "Feng Ling, let go!"
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