Qing Yue's voice was filled with hatred.
The hatred in his eyes was so strong that the Qing family members were so frightened that they dared not breathe.
After a brief moment of shock, all that was left in my heart was endless pity.
The bright and sunny little girl from the Qing family was ultimately surrounded by hatred and anger, and was filled with pain.
Qing Leishan turned his face away, heartbroken.
I don’t understand how things have come to this point. This is the most precious girl in their Qing family.
At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard outside, and the guard's voice was heard outside, "Your Highness."
Chu Yan is here.
Then there was a knock on the door.
Again and again, extremely quickly.
"Girl."
Qing Leishan shouted with some worry, and Qing Yue pursed her lips and walked outside, "It's okay, Daddy, Big Brother and Second Brother, you guys take good care of Mom, I'll go out and talk to Brother Ayan."
As Qing Yue finished speaking, she raised her foot and walked directly to the door.
With a creak, the door opened and his eyes met Chu Yan's who was standing at the door.
"Yue'er, are you okay? You..."
He spoke a little anxiously, looked Qingyue up and down, and subconsciously raised his hand to hold her in his arms, but Qingyue raised her hand to hold him back.
"Brother Ayan, I'm back."
She said.
In an instant, the world became quiet.
The anxiety in Chu Yan's cold eyes froze for a moment. His pupils shrank and he stared at Qing Yue in front of him. His mind went blank and he felt a chill all over his body. He forgot all reactions at this moment.
A letter came from the imperial palace in the capital, asking him to enter the palace.
He was worried and uneasy all the way, and that uneasiness continued to grow after he entered the palace.
The protection and tranquility of these days were a warmth he had never experienced since he learned the truth. It was as if all the hurt had become a thing of the past and his Yue'er was back.
He became her husband, and she was pregnant with his child. No one disturbed them in the Nanjiao Temple. He accompanied her to watch the sunrise and sunset, took walks with her, had meals with her, and felt the worldly life with her... That was the life he had promised her. It was a luxury in the past, but it became true under Yue'er's confused memory.
However, he didn't expect the dream to be so short.
The baby is as short as five months old.
He was in a panic all the way. When he heard the secret guard report that Yue'er and Madam Rong went to the temple to burn incense, but were assassinated, and Prince Yu brought people there and rescued them, his heart sank.
He has protected Yue'er very well these days, not allowing her to contact outsiders and not wanting to touch her deeply buried memories. If she is stimulated, then such peaceful tranquility may be broken, and the dusty memories may be torn apart directly. He hurried back anxiously, but it seemed that it was still too late.
He saw the coldness in Yue'er's eyes like frost and snow.
There is no trace of cuteness and love anymore.
"Yue'er..."
Chu Yan spoke hoarsely, but his throat seemed to be blocked and he couldn't say a word.
"Yue'er, how are you feeling?"
Chu Yan asked.
He tried to sound as intimate as possible, as if he had never been distant from her.
Looking at Chu Yan from afar, the two of them seemed so close, yet so far away, as if separated by mountains and seas.
At this moment the wind stopped.
So many images flashed through her mind, from her childhood sweetheart, to her tragic death, to her becoming Princess Yu, and everything that happened afterwards, right up to the day of her wedding, when she collapsed, despaired, and lost her memory...
Hate?
Love?
Qing Yue raised her head and looked at the tall and handsome man in front of her. He was her childhood sweetheart and the person she loved the most, but now things have changed and the love has long since deteriorated.
"Brother Chu Yan, Qing Yunyao escaped from the Imperial Prison, and Gui Lao is still alive. Why didn't you tell me?"
Qing Yue suddenly asked.
Chu Yan pursed his lips, frowned, and his whole body trembled, and the belated questioning came pouring down.
The moment Yue'er finished speaking, he knew that the little girl's confused memory had finally returned.
His eyes turned red and his heart ached. The dream God gave him was too short.
He opened his mouth, wanting to defend himself, but he didn't know what to say. Should he say that Yue'er, you are getting married to Feng Ling, and he doesn't want these things to make you sad or affect your mood?
Before he could open his mouth, Qing Yue continued, "You captured Qin Ningyue and learned the truth about the teahouse from her, but why didn't you tell me?"
"That night, I saved Feng Ling in the house with my innocent body, and you were in the yard. Why didn't you tell me the truth?"
Three consecutive rhetorical questions left Chu Yan speechless.
He stared at Qingyue, and thinking of his mood at that time, he felt his heart bleeding.
What could he say? Could he even say it? He was unwilling to accept it, simply because he was afraid the truth would crush his little girl.
"Girl, this matter is not only the fault of Prince You, but we all decided to hide it from you, just thinking that Qing Yunyao can't get far..."
In the end, Qing Leishan couldn't bear it anymore. He sighed deeply and stepped forward to explain.
Qing Yue hummed, lowered her head and blinked, feeling a little sour.
"Brother Ayan, these past few days... you've been in so much pain, haven't you? It's really hard for you."
The next moment, her dull voice sounded with low sobs.
Chu Yan's heart was broken in an instant.
His eyes suddenly turned red.
Such a cold and solemn man suddenly tilted his head, and tears surged in his eyes. He shook his head. No, he was not suffering. It was he who was sorry for Yue'er. His little girl was the one who suffered the most.
"Brother Ayan, how did you carry this secret all by yourself for so long? You were afraid that I would be sad, afraid that I would collapse, so you hid everything from me. But Brother Ayan, have you ever considered that what Qingyue wants is not concealment, but the truth?"
Qingyue's eyes also felt a little sore and painful.
She should blame Chu Yan, blame him for concealing the truth, blame him for being self-righteous.
But she thought of those days, when she and Feng Ling were so affectionate, and he was grieving alone. On the night when he learned the truth four years ago, he rushed to Prince Yu's mansion and attacked Feng Ling. He must have wanted to tell the truth, but he couldn't bear to hurt her, so he only told Feng Ling the truth. That night, she broke into Prince You's house, questioned and scolded him, and completely forgot his birthday. Seeing his extremely hurt eyes under the moonlight, he said, Yue'er, isn't Brother Ayan innocent?
And the night when she saved Feng Ling with her innocence.
He was waiting outside, furious, struggling, and grieving. What kind of despair made him endure it?
In the end, she threatened his life... to force him to give up.
She said she only had two years left to live and begged him to help her...
That day, his eyes were shattered with only despair, but he still fulfilled her wish.
How innocent is her brother Ayan?
"Yue'er... Brother Yan isn't in pain... Brother Yan is just worried that you're in pain..."
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