Daughter of the royal palace

Chapter 347 His Love (3)
It turned out that just now Qingman took the medicine and sent it to An Yuejun, but when he arrived at the door, he heard Ling Xiqing's slightly angry voice.

"An Yuejun, it turns out that you have recovered a long time ago, and you have been pretending to be sick." Qing Man paused when she heard this, and her curiosity drove her to listen to the conversation inside.Through the thin window screen, she could vaguely see the scene inside.

Anyuejun, who was standing quietly in front of the window, stepped in front of Ling Xiqing in a few flustered steps.

"Qing'er, don't be angry, I..." He eagerly wanted to explain, his eyes were full of anxiety.

Ling Xiqing avoided his touch and looked at him coldly.

"Do not touch me!"

"Qing'er..." A trace of injury flashed across An Yuejun's eyes, and he murmured.

Ling Xiqing's heart was slightly touched, but when she thought of his deception, she turned cold again.

"Why did you lie to me?"

There was a bitter smile on the corner of Anyuejun's mouth, his eyes were affectionate, and his tone was sad.

"Qing'er, can't you really see my love for you?"

Ling Xiqing was startled, turned her face away, avoiding his scorching gaze.

"That's not a reason."

Anyuejun's eyes dimmed, and he slowly walked to the window, looking at the scenery outside the window with bright eyes, his brows and eyes were full of loneliness and loneliness.The morning sun shone in, adding a touch of silver to his slender figure, a little hazy and disillusioned.The already handsome face is even more outstanding.

The air suddenly became silent, and after a long time, only An Yuejun's faint sigh was heard.Turning his face sideways, he leaned slightly against the window rail, with his back to the morning light, making him look even more lonely.

"Qing'er, do you still remember the Qionghua Banquet three years ago?"

Ling Xiqing's eyes were slightly stunned, and her eyes became distant and confused.

However, An Yuejun's voice floated from the sky, three parts melancholy, three parts lonely, and four parts joyful.

"That was the first time I saw you."

Ling Xiqing pursed her lips and remained silent, her gaze slightly complicated.

Anyue lowered his eyelids, and squinted out of the corner of his eyes, his eyes were blurred and drifting away.

"That year, you were only 15 years old." There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "I will always remember that you were dressed in white, sitting in the middle of the field, playing the piano with low eyebrows. It was so peaceful and beautiful, graceful and gentle... ..."

Ling Xiqing's body shook, Qingman held her breath.

"Just one look, and I've identified you." Anyue Jun quietly turned his gaze, looking at Ling Xiqing, serious and firm.That glance is as affectionate as the sea, and that glance is like the transfer of souls, engraved in my heart.That look is so heavy, and that look is so painful.That look was so tender, and that look was so tired.That look is so doting, and that look is so... helpless.

Ling Xiqing's breathing stagnated unconsciously, and the tight string in her heart snapped.There seemed to be mist spreading from the depths of her eyes.

Anyuejun slightly twitched the corners of his mouth, smiling sadly and lonely.

"Even if I know, there is another person in your heart."

Ling Xiqing turned her head, not to let An Yuejun see the tears that she was about to collapse and fall down, but her hands were tightly tightened.

"Yes, I don't like you. Since you know it, you should retreat." Her voice was as cold as ice and snow, and even Qingman outside the door felt that she was too heartless.One can imagine how heartbroken Any Yuejun was.

Anyuejun let out a wry smile, "I know." He lowered his head lonely, with a sad expression.

"But I... still can't forget you."

Ling Xiqing finally couldn't hold back the tears, she turned around immediately.

"Why bother?"

Anyuejun smiled sadly: "What about you? Why bother with so many years of persistence?"

The corners of Ling Xiqing's mouth trembled, and tears gathered in her eyes.She thought of the crystal-like young man she saw for the first time in the peach blossom forest many years ago, and his peaceful expression while playing the piano.She remembered the heartbeat at that moment, the waiting and persistence for so many years, the years of making herself better and better in order to attract his attention, and the infatuation of more than ten years...

Her heart suddenly ached, the kind of heart-wrenching pain, as if being held tightly by someone, the pain made her almost out of breath.

Why bother?That's right, she knew that the man never had her in his heart, and even his eyes never fell on her, but she fell in love with him so irresistibly.She will never forget that when she first met him, there was an elegant smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were full of sadness.That smile made her feel bad, and that look in her eyes made her sink...

For many years, she has kept this infatuation in her heart and waited hard.She always deceived herself time and time again that he was the prince and the future king of a country. He had a lot of things to do and couldn't indulge in his children's personal affairs.She just needs to stand quietly by his side and accompany him through all difficulties.She believed that where Jin Cheng went, gold and stones would open, and she would eventually see the moonlight when the clouds opened.But she was wrong, very wrong.

That godlike man has never seen her in his eyes, and she has always been acting affectionately.

Qingman also persuaded her to give up.Qingman has followed her since she was a child, and she loves her as a sister. Seeing that her infatuation with Xiao Tingxuan has not been responded to, she just sighs silently.No one has ever said to her with pity and distress like An Yuejun, why bother?
At this moment, she couldn't control the sudden sadness and bitterness in her heart. She bit her lip, suppressing herself from crying.But he could no longer speak.

Although An Yuejun couldn't see her expression, he could feel her pain, and his heart ached accordingly.

"Qing'er, Xiao Tingxuan is not the only man in this world."

Ling Xiqing closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face.

"He doesn't take you seriously, so why are you so stubborn?" Anyuejun stepped forward slowly, with a gentle voice.

"No matter how good he is, he doesn't belong to you after all."

"Stop talking." Ling Xiqing's voice was hoarse and painful, even with a strong nasal tone.

Anyue was shocked, and his heart ached like a knife.He stretched out his hand to pull Ling Xiqing's body, seeing that her face was full of tears, his heart ached even more.

"Qing'er." He couldn't hold back anymore and hugged her into his arms.Qingman outside the door couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw this.The lady didn't push Mr. An away?
Maybe it was the release of the feelings that had been suppressed for many years, or maybe it was because An Yuejun's heart was too warm, or it was because of the hazy feelings in her heart, Ling Xiqing did not push An Yuejun away, but buried her head in the Weeping quietly in his arms.

"Why? Why did you say these things to me?" She cried and said, the tears fell one by one like broken pearls, staining An Yuejun's clothes and burning his heart even more.

Anyue hugged her, his eyes full of distress.

"Because you hurt, I hurt even more."

Ling Xiqing grabbed the shirt on An Yuejun's chest and cried louder.Standing at the door, Qingman couldn't help blushing.

(End of this chapter)