Sheng Chong Concubine

Chapter 150 Entering the temple to pray for blessings and discussing in the bamboo forest (5)
Feng Qingli looked up at him and smiled.

"What about you? Are you interested now?"

Feng Qingyue raised her brows lightly, but there was no smile on her face anymore, Qing Lingling seemed to be frozen, which didn't fit his elegant image of a banished immortal.At this moment, his expression was extremely similar to that of Qiu Mingyue.

"How do you live without heart?" He leaned slightly, "Even if you have heart for her, you still can't forget the hatred, right?"

Feng Qingli pursed her lips and looked up at him.

"If you are, can you forget?"

Feng Qingyue looked down at his legs, and suddenly felt a pain in her heart, she stood up, turned her face away, and did not speak.

Feng Qingli laughed at herself, "Bo Yun, actually you don't understand me."

Feng Qingyue turned her head suddenly, with anger in her eyes.

"Feng—Qing—Li—" The three words were completely uttered through gnashing of teeth.

Feng Qingli ignored his anger, smiled innocently, and even looked at him provocatively.

Feng Qingyue stared at him, but the flames in her eyes gradually faded, turning into deep helplessness.

"Even if you got revenge, what about you? Can you be happy?"

Feng Qingli lowered her head, with a tinge of bitterness at the corner of her mouth, her eyes were a little empty and blurred.

"But apart from revenge, I don't know what I'm still doing alive?"

Feng Qingyue felt heart-wrenching sadness again, as if she was trying to suppress it, the hand beside her was clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched again, and repeated this several times before he said in a low voice: "What about her? It's not enough Will it be the driving force for you to live?" He looked up with a slight smile, but his eyes were a little lonely and lonely.

"Then why do you disturb her life? It's better..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Qingli looked up at her firmly, "I will not give up on her."

Feng Qingyue shook her body and pursed her lips.

Feng Qingli said again: "I will not give up revenge, let alone her."

Feng Qingyue twitched slightly, "Are you serious?"

Feng Qingli's brows were calm, "Naturally."

Feng Qingyue fell silent, lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

There was a slight sound of the wind, and bamboo leaves fell from his hair and shoulders, but he didn't seem to notice it, and he still stood there without any waves or shocks.

After a long time, Feng Qingli said: "So no matter who covets her, I will not let him succeed."

Feng Qingyue was startled again, looked at him in disbelief, and then smiled desolately.

"Revenge or her, who is more important to you?"

Feng Qingli lowered her head, remained silent for a while, and then said: "I will take revenge, but I will not let anyone hurt her."

Feng Qingyue folded her hands behind her back and looked at him sarcastically.

"You can't protect yourself now, what can you do to protect her?"

Feng Qingli pursed her lips, her eyes were deep and cold.

Feng Qingyue continued: "Prince Rong's mansion is hundreds of times more dangerous than Qiu's mansion. Are you sure that bringing her to this big dye vat is the right choice?"

"Could it be that the Zhennan Prince's Mansion will be any better?" Feng Qingli suddenly raised her head, her eyes were cold and wise, and she looked straight into the depths of his heart.

Feng Qingyue's heart shook, and she said lightly, "I don't know what you're talking about." He had already recovered his composure, without the slightest bit of anger or ridicule just now.He is still the person who looks like a banished fairy.

The corner of Feng Qingli's mouth curled into a sneer, "You don't need to hide it in front of me, you looked at her differently that day, do you think you can hide it from me?"

Feng Qingyue didn't feel any embarrassment or embarrassment, but smiled calmly.

"Are you afraid? Afraid that she will fall in love with me?" He naturally saw that Qiu Mingyue had a crush on him. It is normal for a 13-year-old girl to fall in love when she sees him.Feng Qingyue has the capital of self-confidence, but he is not conceited.

Feng Qingli swept her eyes coldly, and a very thin silver thread suddenly flew out, sweeping directly across Feng Qingyue's face.

Feng Qingyue's expression remained unchanged, she didn't even dodge, she still stood with her hands behind her back, and even looked at him with a smile in her eyes.

Seeing that the silver thread was about to pierce between his eyebrows, it suddenly stopped.

Feng Qingli stared at him firmly, this man always had such a calm expression.He hates the eyes that look at him as if they see through everything.With a movement of the finger, the silver thread was retracted.He turned his eyes away and said coldly: "Do you think she is as superficial as other women and will be confused by you?"

Feng Qingyue raised her eyebrows, "At least she doesn't hate me now."

Feng Qingli was furious again, and Qiu Mingyue has ignored him so far, and sometimes looked at him coldly, this has always been a scar on his mind.But when Qiu Mingyue saw Feng Qingyue for the first time that day, she had a good impression of him.Naturally, he would not miss the flash of amazement, appreciation and melancholy in her eyes.

That woman, from the first time he met, he knew that she was intelligent, rational, and possessed the unruly and unrestrained style of a worldly woman.That's why he broke into her boudoir night after night.He thought that such a woman who seemed gentle but actually indifferent, even close to the cold-blooded and indifferent woman after all the vicissitudes of life, would not easily put a person in his eyes and put it in his heart.

But that day, the way she looked at Feng Qingyue made him flustered, frightened, and even heartbroken.

Heartache?

hehehe...

How long has it been since you felt this way?Was it the fire ten years ago?Or when the cronies around you fell to the ground one by one?Or, when you want to stand up countless times but end up in despair?
Can't remember, he thought he was numb.

However, that day, the look in her eyes made him feel the familiar pain and panic again.It was as if the most important and precious things in his life were forcibly taken away from his soul and blood.That kind of pain is not less than the pain when he broke his leg back then, or even worse.

As if recalling some painful memory, Feng Qingli's whole body began to tremble, her right hand pressed her convulsed heart, her face was as pale as paper.

Feng Qingli noticed his strangeness, her face changed, and she hurriedly squatted down to hold his shoulders.

"Ari, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Qingli held his hand tremblingly, her lips turned white, but her hand was not weak.

"You've seen her before, haven't you?"

Feng Qingyue was shocked all over, and her eyes drifted away in an instant.

Feng Qingli's eyes dimmed, "When and where? In Yangzhou, or..."

Feng Qingyue watched him struggle and suffer, and couldn't help sighing softly, patted his hand, and smiled.

"What are you afraid of? You don't have to be afraid of anything. How can I..." He lowered his eyes sadly, full of misery and self-mockery.

Feng Qingli's heart was shocked, and there was a bit of emotion and sadness in her eyes that were connected with her fate.

Feng Qingyue smiled again, and said, "Even without this reason, I wouldn't argue with you." He smiled lightly, "Do you think there are still things in this world that I should care about? Someone who cares?"

(End of this chapter)