Pingyang wanted to say something but stopped herself. Looking at Qingyue's indifferent expression, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable and shouted out.
Qing Yue paused, but didn't stop. Instead, she walked away. She really didn't want to even look at Qing Yunyao and Chu Yan.
The wind whistles, blowing up maple leaves all over the sky.
Qing Yue walked along the stone path in the temple, feeling confused and lost, until a voice rang out in her ears, "Amitabha, benefactor, do you want to go up to the pagoda?"
When Qing Yue came to her senses, she found that she had unconsciously walked to the high tower behind Nanjiao Temple in a daze.
Why are you here?
The tower stands tall, and climbing up it you can overlook the entire Nanjiao Temple, which is extremely beautiful.
Why did she know?
That was because Chu Yan had taken her to this tower before, and her first kiss with him happened on this Maple Leaf Tower.
That year, he was eighteen and she was fourteen.
He brought her to Nanjiao Temple to play and took her to climb the high tower. Her laughter was as loud as a bell and she was extremely happy. She was a cheerful person to begin with, and when she was happy, she was even more excited. She didn't make a sound and bit his chin like a little animal.
"Brother Ayan, you are so beautiful and tall. I am so happy! Hehehe."
Her eyes were full of smiles, and she growled like a little animal and bit his jaw.
"Reward for you."
She was so innocent that she didn't understand anything about the relationship between men and women. She just liked the boy in front of her too much.
His eyes were full of smiles. The boy who was usually cold to everyone now had tenderness in his eyes. He pinched her chin and gave her the first kiss between them.
He was always calm, composed, and reserved, but at that moment his hands were shaking. He said, "Yue'er, when you reach marriage age, I will marry you. I will take you all over the world and show you the most beautiful scenery in the world."
Oh……
It's all a joke.
"donor……"
The little monk's pitiful voice was heard.
Qing Yue touched her face and realized that it was covered with tears.
She wiped her face and wiped away the tears, her eyes becoming colder and colder. She shouldn't think about the past, she shouldn't!
"No."
She said with a slightly hoarse voice, nodded at the little monk, and then turned and left.
Those memories deep in her memory are a shame to her.
Three more days.
It was the ten-day appointment made by Emperor Chu, and the antidote to the Huanyan Pill was only one step away. She should go back.
The wind blew, her skirt fluttered, and she walked down the mountain alone.
She was alone, with a lonely figure and an empty heart, as if hatred was the only thing supporting her to move forward.
But suddenly, his eyes fixed on a place at the foot of the mountain.
The man was dressed in black, sitting upright in a wheelchair, his black hair loose, his posture cold and arrogant, maple leaves falling rustlingly. The scene was like an ink painting shrouded in vast smoke, vague and hazy, but unique in the world.
It’s Feng Ling.
He seemed to sense something and raised his head.
He had a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, his pupils were black and bright, as cold as gemstones. The moment he saw Qing Yue, a flash of warmth seemed to pass by in his eyes.
The two people's eyes just happened to meet in the air.
It seemed like he had been waiting for her here for a long, long time.
Qing Yue stood on the high steps, looking at the stern man. Her heart, which had always been cold, suddenly skipped a beat.
Originally, she was filled with loneliness. She was like a floating duckweed, barely surviving, trying to revive herself in another body. She didn't know where her home was, and who was waiting there?
Some past events cannot be recalled. Thinking of them will cause pain deep in the bone. We can only use hatred to support ourselves and move forward step by step.
Do you still love Chu Yan?
Of course that’s gone, but there is still resentment and hatred.
Especially in today's conflict, Chu Yan's attitude and cold words were like countless sharp blades stabbing her heart. He had no remorse and no guilt. He said that she was the person he hated most in his life.
How ironic and ridiculous.
She thought, the ten-day deadline was drawing closer, and so was the time she'd uncover Qing Yunyao and Chu Yan's true colors. Her vengeance was about to be exacted, but suddenly panic struck her. Where could she go after her revenge? The world was so vast, where could she go? Where could she even settle down?
Especially after the death of Mu Rui and her master, the hatred she had hidden in her heart for Chu Yan was suddenly released, and she was completely immersed in a particularly sad mood.
But suddenly, there was a person who illuminated her entire hopeless and dark heart like a lamp.
It’s Feng Ling.
The person who had been entangled with her from the moment she was reborn and opened her eyes, ended up being her greatest salvation.
Qing Yue suddenly curled up the corners of her mouth at him.
Feng Ling raised his eyes and saw the woman standing on the high steps. She seemed a little dazed, her hair a little messy from the wind, her skirt fluttering, and she looked like she was about to fly away with the wind. She stood there, looking at him hazily, without responding for a long time. His brows knitted tighter and tighter, and just as he was about to step forward, he saw her suddenly smile...
Bang.
It felt like fireworks were exploding in my chest.
Feng Ling was almost burned by Qin Wan's smile.
Relying on beauty to commit crimes.
These four words flashed through my mind.
The next moment, Qing Yue came down from the high steps, holding up her skirt, and walked quickly to his side. "Feng Ling, why are you here?"
She asked.
Feng Ling raised her eyebrows and said, "I'm here to take you home."
The five words "Pingping" made Qing Yue's heart soften suddenly. She turned her head away quickly, not wanting to reveal her emotions.
But when she tilted her head, her hair that had been cut off by Chu Yan with a sword was exposed, and a lot of it was scattered.
"What happened to your hair? And your face, who hurt you?"
Feng Ling's tone suddenly turned cold, and her phoenix eyes instantly became cold and fierce.
Qing Yue raised her hand and touched her hair. "It's okay. I met Chu Yan and had a little conflict. It's okay. I'm not hurt."
Qingyue explained briefly.
Feng Ling's eyes were still fierce as he stretched out his hand. Qing Yue was stunned and bent down subconsciously. She saw his slender fingers pressing lightly on her wound. The wound was indeed not big, but it was still a bit shocking when it fell on her fair face.
"This king will avenge you."
He said.
Feng Ling said coldly.
Ever since he knew his feelings and Qin Wan's true identity, whenever he heard the name Chu Yan, the evil beast in his heart could hardly be suppressed, especially since he dared to hurt her. He immediately wanted to summon the shadow guard. Even if he couldn't kill Chu Yan directly, he couldn't let him get away with it. But the next moment, Qing Yue held his arm.
"No, I'll sign up myself. There are only two days left in the ten-day deadline."
Qing Yue's eyes were cold, but her tone was calm, as if all the hatred that was rising to the sky had been suppressed by her. What happened between her and Chu Yan during the time they were in Nanjiao Temple?
Feng Ling pursed her lips at Qing Yue's expression, knowing that now was not the time to cause trouble. She finally darkened her face, suppressed her murderous intent, and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you. Let's go back to the mansion and I have something to tell you."
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