Qing Leishan and Qing Zhan's pupils both shrank.
Chu Yan's eyes were red as if they were about to bleed, "This king is not the culprit four years ago, no... After this king knew that it was Feng Ling who hurt Yue'er four years ago, he wanted to kill him, but Yue'er loved him and she wouldn't let him. This king was afraid that she would have a mental breakdown, afraid that she would be like today, so he endured it, endured it with blood and tears.
That day, at Prince Yu's Mansion, Yue'er saved Feng Ling, and I was almost going crazy! You all saw how crazy I was, but I still couldn't tell the truth, because I was afraid Yue'er couldn't bear it...
General Qing, Second Qing, tell me, this prince and Yue'er have been harmed to such an extent, how can we give up, how can we let it go?"
As Chu Yan's voice fell, no one in the Qing family spoke.
Qing Zhan's eyes were complicated, he knew Chu Yan would not lie.
If it was a lie, why wait until today?
That time, at Nanjiao Temple, he endured his repeated questioning, but he did not refute a single word. After so many days, he must have found out something, so he left in the morning and came back.
At this moment, Qing Zhan suddenly felt that Prince You was a little pitiful.
He turned his head away, his eyes reddened, but his resentment towards Chu Yan had dissipated a lot.
At this moment, the bedroom door creaked open and Feng Ling walked out.
His eyes were very red, probably because he had been crying.
But then again, who among those standing here has never cried?
"General Qing, Madam Rong, I have taken a look and will leave now. I will not come here for the next few days. If Yue'er shows any signs of waking up, please send someone to inform me."
Feng Ling said.
He was not qualified to take Yue'er back to Prince Yu's Mansion, and the Qing family would not let him.
He could see that the Qing family wanted to distance themselves from him and didn't want him to come to the Qing family again, but how could he give up?
Qing Leishan and Qing Ziyuan escorted the person to the door.
Looking at Feng Ling covering his chest and hunching over as he mounted his horse, he sighed and turned back to the mansion.
Chu Yan also entered the house later that day. No one followed him, so no one knew what he said to Yue'er. He stayed inside for half an hour and then left.
…
The sun and the moon rotate, and a month passes quickly.
Qingyue, who was sleeping there, was still unconscious.
Chu Yan came back every day and would always go up there for a visit. His shadow guard had not been withdrawn even if he disappeared, and the imperial physician was also his man, so until now the news of Qing Yue's pregnancy had not been spread.
Feng Ling also came back, but he did not go into the mansion. He would come in the evening, stand opposite the Qing family for a while, and then leave.
Everyone knows that the third daughter of the Qin family, Princess Yu, was murdered by a villain and is in a coma. Everyone can only sigh and feel sorry for her.
The rewards from the palace flowed into your home like water.
The date for Qing Ziyuan to leave the mansion and return to the border was repeatedly postponed, and the emperor understood the Qing family's situation and agreed.
…
It had just rained that day and it was a little cold.
Every autumn rain brings a chill.
Qing Zhan, wearing a cloak and with his hands tucked in, pushed open the door of Qing Yue's room. He would visit his younger sister every day at noon.
The light in the room was not very bright, but a little dim. There was a candle burning on the table, and the light was dim.
Qing Zhan dragged a chair and sat beside the bed, looking at Qing Yue's sleeping face.
On the day of my younger sister's wedding, that bitch Qing Yunyao cut her right cheek with a knife. The wound was quite deep. Chu Yan and Feng Ling both sent ointment. Whatever he could get must be top-notch, so the Qing family accepted it. There was no need to refuse anything that was useful to my younger sister.
Qing Zhan carefully scooped out the ointment and applied it on Qing Yue's face.
After so many days, the blood scabs on her face have fallen off, leaving only a pink scar. Because my sister has fair skin, it is a bit shocking to see. She applied ointment and was told that it would be healed within a month.
"Little sister, it's getting cold. When will you wake up?"
He said in a hoarse voice.
He would ask this question every day, but unfortunately no one answered him and he was the only one talking to himself.
"Little sister, when my second brother was unconscious, was this how you took care of him, giving him injections and medicine..."
Qing Zhan murmured again.
He thought about how he was kidnapped and tortured by the foreigners. He was really miserable at that time. Later he heard that he only had a trace of his heart pulse left and was rescued by his younger sister. However, he was unconscious at that time and knew nothing. His younger sister's mood at that time must have been the same as his now, heartbroken, angry and helpless.
The ointment was applied quickly, and Qing Zhan sat aside after he had cleaned up.
"Little sister, I'm really sad. I haven't slept well for nearly half a month. I miss you to wake up, and I miss Pingyang..."
Speaking of Pingyang, Qing Zhan couldn't help feeling upset, and the corners of his eyes turned red.
These days, whenever I close my eyes, I see Pingyang's skinned face, a bloody mess, and my little sister crying in despair, her mind seemingly confused. She insists on saying that Pingyang is asleep. Every time I wake up suffocated, my heart is desolate and my heart aches.
"Back then, my second brother was in a coma, like he was in darkness, unable to get out, and with no end in sight. But he could always hear vague, intermittent sounds in his ears. At first, they weren't clear, but later he could understand a little, and then it became clearer and clearer. One time... my second brother heard you say that you liked someone..."
Speaking of this, Qing Zhan paused subconsciously and ignored the name. He didn't want to mention it.
"I really wanted to open my eyes at that time, and I tried very hard, but I just felt tired... So I thought, you should be able to hear what I said, I'm telling you, I actually have someone I like in my heart. I didn't realize it before, I just thought she was a little girl, noisy and like a follower, always liking to follow behind me.
She is of noble status and a bit spoiled, but she never bullies the weak. She is a very kind girl."
Qing Zhan's eyes turned red as he spoke.
He patted his face to suppress the discomfort in his heart, and thought to himself that he should change the subject. This was too heavy and painful to talk about. If his little sister could hear it, she would probably be even more sad and not want to wake up.
"Little sister, do you know you're pregnant? Is your second brother going to be an uncle soon? Although your second brother doesn't really like this child because he's that man's child, but... your second brother has also thought about it. He's your child, and he's the one who can save your life. So, your second brother has decided to like him. Moreover, your second brother has secretly discussed with your eldest brother that after you're born, you should give him the surname Qing and let him be a child of the Qing family. But when I said this, your eldest brother hit me on the head..."
"Little sister, my mother's memory seems to be a bit bad lately. She likes to steam egg cakes every day, saying that they were your favorite food when you were a child. But every time she adds too much sugar or too much salt, she gives it to me, your second brother, to eat. I've been tortured every day these past few days..."
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