Qing Yue asked softly. Gong Piaopiao was stunned for a moment. She felt that Sister Qing seemed to care a lot about this eldest grandson of the Xianyun Sect, but she didn't think much about it. After all, she didn't care much about anyone, so she said, "Although that man is a fool, he is really good-looking. Oh, I have a portrait here that my father brought back for me to look at. It's ridiculous. Does my father think that I am a lustful person and will be fascinated by the eldest grandson? Ha... Even if he looks like a fairy, I can't marry a fool!"
Gong Piaopiao spoke angrily while looking for the painting and quickly took it out from under the table.
"Sister Qing, take a look."
She opened it in front of Qingyue.
It was obvious that she really didn't take the painting seriously and used it to pad the corner of the table. Qing Yue took the painting, slowly unfolded it, and tears filled her eyes at just one glance.
I don't know which master created this painting, but it is extremely lifelike. The man in the painting has a stunning appearance, cold and noble. He sits there, his phoenix eyes looking blankly in a certain direction, with no expression on his face.
This is her phoenix feather!
Three years had passed, and the tragedy of that time was still vivid in her mind. He was taken away by his family right under her nose. She did not resist or cry out. She was terrifyingly calm. Firstly, the group of people who came were really powerful, and secondly, it was their Pan'er. She did not dare to attract the attention of the group of people, for fear that they would take Pan'er away as well.
It’s been three years, A Ling, I finally found you.
In the past three years, she had already hidden her emotions very well, but at this moment, just one portrait made her heart ache and almost suffocate, and she could hardly take her eyes off it.
"Sister Qing, do you know him? What's wrong with you?"
Even if Gong Piaopiao was careless, she could tell that Qing Yue was in a bad mood. Seeing tears in her eyes and her staring at the portrait, she could tell that she must know the person in the painting. So who is Sister Qing?
Qing Yue had no intention of hiding anything. Gong Piaopiao treated her with sincerity, so why should she hide anything?
She gently placed the painting in her hand on the table, then looked at Gong Piaopiao and said, "Piaopiao, I don't want to deceive you, nor do I want to hide anything from you. I do know the person in the painting. He..."
Qing Yue paused for a moment before saying, "He is my husband."
"ah?!"
Gong Piaopiao stood up quickly, completely shocked, her head buzzing, obviously shaken by Qing Yue's words.
"Husband? Is it true or false? Sister Qing, please don't lie to me!"
She spoke anxiously, extremely anxious.
Qing Yue looked at the impatient little girl in front of her and said, "It's true, Piaopiao, I know your identity. I know you are the eldest daughter of Xuantian Sect, and I also know that your fiancé is him. That's why I approached you and followed you home. I wanted to explain everything to you."
Qing Yue said frankly.
She came to this strange continent with full defense. If it weren't for Gong Piaopiao's sincerity to her, she would not have said these words.
But Gong Piaopiao obviously didn't like Feng Ling, and was very nice to her, so she didn't want to hide it.
She was not afraid that Gong Piaopiao would tell her family about this matter, or tell others. Since she had come here, she had no intention of retreating. If the Xianyun Sect did not recognize her, then she would rob her.
"You, you, I, I... Sister Qing, he's your husband, so I don't have to marry him, right? That's great! Oh my, that's great! This is really a silver lining. No... Sister Qing, your husband is, a fool..."
"He's not, Piaopiao, can you take me to see him?"
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