Sheng Chong Concubine

Chapter 1132 Yue's departure, the situation will rise (3)
Feng Qingyue didn't turn her head back, her faint voice was like snowflakes falling.

Duan Muhong smiled, and suddenly said: "If you didn't have that so-called curse on you, would you have given up on Xiao Qi?"

Feng Qingyue didn't move, but Duan Muhong sensitively noticed that his fingers moved imperceptibly, and there was air-conditioning, which almost merged with the snow outside the window.Duan Muhong was a little surprised. He had known this person for so long, and he always seemed to be always talking and laughing, and behaved gracefully without being surprised.But at this moment, are you finally angry?Or, was he really lucky to touch his bottom line?
A smile flashed across Duanmuhong's eyes, and then he sighed a little.He knew Feng Qingyue's feelings for Xiao Qi, if it wasn't for the curse, Feng Qingyue would never have given up on Xiao Qi.So, that incident was a scar in his heart that could never be filled, no wonder he was angry.

"You should be lucky, you are her brother."

With a flick of Feng Qingyue's finger, a snowdrop that had just landed on the window sill immediately melted into water, and then evaporated silently.

Duan Muhong shrugged, "Otherwise? Will you kill me?"

"You can try."

His voice was still calm without any ups and downs, and the calmer he was, the more frightening and daunting he was.

Duan Muhong sighed again and walked over.

"When are you going to leave?"

Feng Qingyue finally turned around, there seemed to be a smile in her eyes but nothing at all.

"My lord seems to hate me?"

Duan Muhong shook his head, and suddenly said, "Is there really no solution to the Hua family's curse?"

Feng Qingyue glanced at him lightly, her expression calm and cold.He stood with his hands behind his back, his large robe hanging down, his back facing the light, his jade snow-like face showed a faint dimness, but the facial lines were still so exquisite and beautiful that it was speechless.The eyelashes droop and the eye waves wash away the spring water, like the morning glow reflecting the green light, like the bright moon decorating the night.In an instant, the radiance bloomed, and then disappeared into the silent deep pool.

The wind of the eyes fell, and the shadows that fell hit the eyelids, and then the crystal clear and upright bridge of the nose, slightly frosted and snow-colored, with a faint light flashing, approaching the pale pink lips, and finally the slender and delicate lips The chin ends the line structure of the whole face with a perfect arc.

Such a face can be called ingenious, it can be called the handwriting of a god.Such an amazingly talented person should be the object of admiration and admiration for everyone in the world, and he shouldn't just wither away in the years because of those dirty and dirty people's hearts, leaving all kinds of regrets in vain.

Just when Duan Muhong thought he would not speak again, he suddenly said something strange.

"Now I'm hoping for nothing."

Duan Muhong was stunned, but he had already turned around, flicked his finger to open the window wide, and the cold wind outside was blowing in, bitingly cold.Duan Muhong couldn't help but poked his arm. This man is very good. He doesn't need earth dragons or a heater in the house in winter, and he still wears so thin.It can be said that he has strong martial arts and internal strength to drive away the cold, but any master would not want to waste his skills on these problems that should have been solved by other methods.

Feng Qingyue is a combination of contradictions, and she is a special case among the people he thinks he can't see through.No, there is another special case, Xiaoqi.Well, Feng Qingli is also one of them.

Are these people born with those emotional entanglements?
"why?"

Feng Qingyue didn't speak, her eyes were a little distant and erratic, and there was a loneliness that no one could understand.

After Duan Muhong asked, he immediately understood the meaning of his words.It was because of this curse that Feng Qingyue stayed away from Xiao Qi.If there is really a way to undo the curse now, he will never be able to have Xiaoqi again.

At that time, how embarrassing is the situation?
Duan Muhong has never experienced the love between a man and a woman, and naturally he has never felt love.However, he can also imagine that when a person can have the only most precious person he wants to have in his life, he has to give up because of the fear of the unknown.In the end, these so-called fears suddenly disappeared, but the original person could never be taken into his arms.What kind of pain is this beyond regret?
It's better to die than to live.

No matter how proud and strong a person is, he can't bear that kind of bone-piercing pain.Therefore, Feng Qingyue would rather die under the curse than exchange the most precious everything she gave up with great difficulty in exchange for a chance to live.Because for him, some people are far more important than life.When those are lost, what is the point of living alone for decades?It's just suffering.

There is a kind of person who is born proud and cold-blooded.But he is also absolutely infatuated, and would rather be broken than whole.

It took a long time for Feng Qingyue to speak, as if she had considered it for a while.

"My lord, can I get rid of you for one thing?"

Duan Muhong was taken aback, surprised that Feng Qingyue, a seemingly omnipotent person, would "ask for something" to him?But even if this person asks for something, he doesn't have the slightest humility. When he said that sentence, he felt like he was just describing one thing, but it didn't make people feel that he was impolite or conceited.

It's between calm and abrupt, but it fits so well.

He is worthy of being the number one son who is famous all over the world.

Duan Muhong sighed in his heart, what a pity.

"Huh? What's the matter?"

"In the future, if..." Feng Qingyue didn't turn her head, her eyes seemed to be staring intently at the snowflakes outside, her voice was unhurried, clear and calm. "If possible, can you get rid of the younger sister under the care of the prince?"

"what?"

Duan Muhong's eyes widened, and he almost suspected that he had auditory hallucinations.What did Feng Qingyue say?Let himself take care of his sister?Does he know the meaning of the word 'care'?In particular, let an unmarried man take care of an unmarried boudoir woman?

He looked at Feng Qingyue in a strange way, and felt that this person was slightly injured and his mind was not clear?Otherwise, how could you say such inexplicable words?

"I'm very clear-headed, and I know what I'm talking about. You don't have to doubt it, my lord."

Feng Qingyue seemed to know what he was thinking, she spoke lightly to dispel his doubts, her voice was still quiet and elegant.

"After much deliberation, only the prince is the most suitable person."

"Oh?" Duanmu Hong raised his eyebrows, "Why?"

Feng Qingyue was silent for a while, and then said: "Maybe this request is very abrupt, but after thinking about it, I can only rest assured if I entrust my little sister to the lord." He turned his head, his eyes were a bit complicated, "Of course, the lord has The right does not agree. After all, the curse of the Hua family is aimed at all men and women with the blood of the Hua family. So—”

"Feng Qingyao?"

Duan Muhong interrupted him, "Is this your sister's name?"

(End of this chapter)