Chapter 57 Farewell (1) [VIP]
Chu Qingluo had lost all patience. She rested her chin on her hand and looked at him, a trace of tenderness on her face. She pretended to be delicate and asked again, "Do you really not understand what I'm asking, or are you just pretending not to understand?"
"The princess is indeed somewhat heartless..." After a moment's silence, Feng Yan raised his eyes slightly, a dark current welling up in his eyes, and he smiled in his usual way. "But I am of low status and feel unworthy. I will do whatever the princess wishes to do. Those injuries are nothing."
The master felt that she was cruel and heartless, and had no mercy on the children in the palace, and that her eyes were blinded by hatred. So she would do something inappropriate again to let him know how indifferent she was.
"Who said you were unworthy?"
Seeing Jing Jiao's smile, Chu Qingluo leaned over, hooked her fingers, and gently lifted the man's chin. The dark figure came into her eyes: "If I say it's a match, then it's a match."
"I don't understand the princess's intention..." His eyes trembled suddenly, and Feng Xuan smiled and looked at her, his face full of confusion.
"I don't want my husband anymore. He's too boring. You're more interesting," she said with a smile. She gently let go of him and helped him up. "From now on, I'm yours. Okay?"
Wen Yu was stunned for a moment, Feng Yan replied in a daze, raised his eyes cautiously, and looked at her delicate face that was like a lotus in the distant mountains.
"Okay...I will obey your command."
He felt increasingly unreal and illusory, fearing that the princess was making fun of him, so he lowered his head and whispered quietly, "But the Ninth Prince of Daning, I haven't gotten rid of him yet. The princess once said..."
The princess once said that she would reward him only if he killed the ninth prince and avenged the blood feud. The current situation was so sudden that he was caught off guard.
Feng Xuan stood still without moving an inch, hesitant and undecided, as if wanting to hear more clearly.
"Isn't it good to give it to you in advance?"
Chu Qingluo smiled and responded easily and happily. The next moment, she suddenly brought the man to sit on the couch and leaned her delicate body against his arms.
Finally confirming the princess's intentions, Feng Yan was overjoyed to see the delicate girl leaning in his arms. He then stroked her cascading black hair, put his arm around her shoulders, and hugged her tightly.
He murmured in a deep voice, seeing that she didn't hide at all, and the joy in his heart became even more arrogant: "From now on, the princess is my subordinate..."
"Princess, do you know... how long I have been waiting for this day?"
After a moment of silence, Feng Xuan asked with joy, his starry eyes filled with happiness. His former unruly and madness seemed to have faded away under the night sky tonight.
I hadn't noticed before, but the Left Envoy's shoulders were surprisingly firm. Chu Qingluo felt even more relieved and leaned closer into his embrace. "I only want them to experience all the pain I've experienced. I want them to be in agony, struggling in fear and anxiety. I don't want anything else."
"Princess, rest assured. I have taken the Ninth Prince's life." He thought for a moment, knowing exactly what she wished, and quickly and respectfully changed his words. "No, I will bring the Ninth Prince here, and you will take his life."
"Okay, then this palace... is yours."
She agreed without hesitation, and since she had no worries, she fulfilled his wish.
However, the princess had clearly been obsessed with that gentleman before, and had injured him many times because of him. Feng Yan wanted to say something but stopped himself, and said a few words in confusion: "Why is the princess with Mr. Qu..."
Chu Qingluo scoffed at the words, the coldness and disloyalty in her eyes threatening to swallow her up: "He couldn't stand what I did, so he broke up with me."
"He doesn't understand the princess, but I do." Feng Yan boasted that no one understood the princess better than him, and laughed happily. He was just glad that after these two interactions, the princess really fell into his arms.
"Princess, you can tell me everything you fear, worry, feel happy or angry about..."
The beauty in front of his eyes remained silent for a long time, and he looked at her unconsciously. This time, his sight stopped at her rosy lips.
"I am willing to die for the princess. All I ask for is your favor..."
His long fingers involuntarily touched her delicate chin. She did not avoid it and let him turn to the side. She seemed to know what he wanted to do, but indulged him.
Feng Yan stared at the princess's shy face, and leaned down uncontrollably, just like that gentleman, and kissed her passionately.
His fingertips brushed her lips, and when he was about to kiss her soft lips, he saw the woman's eyebrows slightly frowned, and finally turned her head away.
Chu Qingluo had no intention of dodging. Since she had already promised him in person, she should just get used to it.
As long as this person can be used by her, can become her indispensable confidant and sharp weapon, why wouldn't she be willing to make some sacrifices...
However, when she was about to kiss him, what she saw before her eyes... was the gentleman's beautiful face.
"I don't want tonight..."
She seemed to be annoyed and didn't know why she was resisting. She just thought that her body had not yet adapted and needed some time to recover.
She said she was unwilling, so Feng Yan didn't continue. He froze for a moment, remained silent for a few moments, and then said softly, "Then Princess, please go take a nap. I will watch over you."
"Thank you for your help."
Chu Qingluo lay down in the quilt upon hearing the sound, turned her back silently, and closed her eyes slightly. No one would notice what she was thinking about.
Feng Yanzhen protected her safely, with one foot hanging under the couch, his posture leisurely, wanting her to sleep peacefully.
But the beautiful figure facing the wall had not slept for a long time. She could deceive others but not Feng Yan.
This person is quite skilled. He can tell whether someone is asleep or not just by sensing their breath.
Feng Yan waited quietly by the side, thinking it over, and then asked hesitantly: "Princess, are you awake, but thinking about Mr. Qu?"
Seeing that she remained silent, as if she had acquiesced, he could not help but clench his sword and said coldly: "He has saddened the princess, and I will make him pay with his life."
"You can't touch him."
Upon hearing Feng Yan was about to cause trouble for the Master, Chu Qingluo quickly opened her mouth to stop him. Still keeping her eyes tightly closed, she warned him sternly, "I've already made an agreement with him. It's better to take care of each other than to keep entangled."
"The subordinate was angry. Whenever she mentioned the master, she would feel unhappy. Feng Yan obeyed her orders and did not mention that person again.
Thinking about her avoidance just now, he was silent for a while, thinking it over carefully, and finally made a vow with a deeper meaning, "Tell me, your subordinates will not cross the line."
Before she was willing, he did this. Although he acted cunningly, he was unwilling to force her in this romantic relationship.
"Haven't you crossed the line enough..."
Naturally, she understood what he meant, and she chuckled sarcastically, but this time there was a hint of tenderness in her sarcasm.
Feng Yan then laughed at himself, his fingers entwined with the long black hair that fell on her shoulders, and spoke in a calm and intimate voice, "I will not force you to be intimate with me."
"Okay, I'll do what you say."
As soon as she finished speaking, Chu Qingluo fell asleep peacefully. There was only one way for her to go now, and she didn't need to look back and forth, as the loss would outweigh the gain.
That night, she and Feng Yan got drunk and drank all the sake he bought. She then talked with the left envoy who had been coveting her for several years until late at night. Only then did she realize that he was not uncontrollable.
He was just...trying every possible way to get her attention.
In the elegant room, the cups were overturned on the table. The night wind blew in a little through the gaps in the long window, causing the jade cups to roll half a circle and almost fall off the table.
The two of them slept on the couch, snuggling together with the smell of alcohol. Their clothes were wrinkled and even had wine stains that couldn't be wiped off. Their drunkenness seeped into the moonlight.
This might be her last night in Siyue Mansion.
The next day, the morning sun shone brightly, the morning mist had dispersed, and the air was filled with the sounds of orioles singing, willow shadows, and the sound of musical instruments. It seemed that it was almost noon.
Chu Qingluo got off the couch and put on an extremely gorgeous dress nonchalantly: "Today, you will follow me to the courtyard for a walk and relax with me."
She vaguely remembered that her husband had said that this dress would be more suitable for her.
This was a good move, but with his status, how could he openly show himself in front of everyone? Feng Yan was filled with concerns and glanced out the window: "But I am not allowed to show my face to the world..."
"They're all in the Qin Hall. No one would choose to hang around outside at this time." Seeing this, she raised her eyebrows and put her arm around him in a feigned joy. "Besides, I don't want to hide you. I should at least take you to see the master."
"I will listen to the princess..." Hearing this, he immediately felt at ease. Feng Yan felt very happy when he thought about being able to get close to the princess in front of Mr. Qu, and an inexplicable interest surged in his heart.
Her gaze shifted from the main hall to the villa. Chu Qingluo raised her red lips slightly and spoke in an intriguing manner.
"Come on, let's go and bid a solemn farewell to the master."
She did not forget to hold his hand when she left. She went down the stairs and walked leisurely in the corridor. She deliberately passed by the side courtyard and strolled around for a few times. Then she saw the majestic figure standing a few steps away.
She didn't notice when he came, but it didn't matter. She walked over with a light smile, let go of their hands, and bowed respectfully to the gentleman.
Qu Hanjin came from a distance and saw every bright move clearly. His eyes lightly swept across the tightly held hands, and he seemed to understand something.
She was really...far away from him.
The deep pools of his eyes flickered with a faint light. He stared at the delicate figure in front of him with a solemn expression. He spoke solemnly in the tone of a gentleman, "There shall be no private affairs in the mansion. This is the mansion rule."
Chu Qingluo curved her eyebrows and smiled gently, then calmly stepped back, just walking shoulder to shoulder with Feng Yan behind her. "I'm here to say goodbye, Master. From now on, I'm no longer a student of the Music Bureau. I can do whatever I want, without any restrictions."
"When did you..."
The two figures he saw were quite eye-catching. He was silent for a while, and the coldness on his face faded.
Speaking of mutual trust and understanding, Feng Yan lowered his eyebrows and sneered, his eyes filled with coldness. As he spoke, he put his arm around her shoulders and said, "If you don't want it, there will be others who will treasure it. There is no point in asking."
"Qingluo...don't force me..."
Qu Hanjin murmured softly, his voice slightly deep, staring at the woman in front of him, as if he was at a loss as to what to do with her.
Forced? From the beginning to the end, he had taken the bait of his own free will. It was his desire that had driven him to it, and he had been unable to resist his compassion. How could there be any force?
She couldn't help but snort coldly, and finally sighed: "I have never threatened you, sir. It's just that we are not destined to be together."
"Sir... forget me."
There seemed to be nothing more to say. Chu Qingluo looked around the entire mansion, with a thousand thoughts in her mind. The days of school in the past few months passed like smoke, and it was time to end.
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