Prime Minister, please pick me up

Chapter 240 Only You

Feng Qingchi sighed softly, and retreated from Yiche's arms calmly, parted his thin lips slightly, and said in a soft voice, "Yiche, it's all over!"

Yiche's body trembled slightly, and he looked at Feng Qingchi with burning eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Is it because I'm married?"

Feng Qingchi didn't speak, and looked at the man in red in front of him quietly with clear eyes, a little dark and heavy.She didn't ask Yiche why he married Shui Xiyin, she didn't ask when she first found out about it, and naturally she won't ask now.

Because this is already an established fact, it doesn't make any sense to ask or not to ask.

"If I tell you that I didn't marry Shui Xiyin, can we start from the beginning?" Yiche's eyes were serious like never before, and his words even showed a bit of eagerness. Feng Qingzhi did not let go of any expression on her face.

Feng Qingchi's exquisite and flawless face froze slightly, and the expression in her eyes instantly turned to astonishment. After a pause, she asked with some difficulty, "What... do you mean by that?" After all, she has been in love with Yi Che for so many years. Of course, she understands Yiche's temperament. Although he has an unruly personality and does whatever he wants, he is not afraid to admit what he has done.

So, it is true that he did not marry Shui Xiyin, so... what happened to the marriage back then? !
The slender hands in the deep place were placed on Feng Qingchi's shoulders, making her meet her gaze, and said seriously, "Ah Mo, I didn't marry Shui Xiyin, and I never liked her, the one I love , it's you." His gaze was gentle, but extremely stubborn.The person he loves, from beginning to end, is her.

Feng Qingchi paused again, looked at Yi Che with deep eyes, and asked, "Didn't you already get married back then?" Moreover, Yi Che's marriage was basically known all over the world.

Yiche was still looking at Feng Qingchi, with an indescribably strange look in his eyes, then he curled his lips into a slight smile, stretched out his hand to gently caress Feng Qingchi's cheek, and whispered like a lover, "Everyone knows that I'm going to get married, but no one knows who the bride is?" The voice was very gentle and tender.

Feng Qing paused and looked at Yiche closely, "What do you mean by that?"

Indeed, everyone only knew that Yi Che was married, but Yi Che didn't say anything about the person he was going to marry. However, since Shui Xiyin has stayed by his side for so many years, everyone took it for granted that it was Shui Xiyin.

But, if it wasn't Shui Xiyin, who would it be? !

The cold fingertips slowly caressed Shangfeng Qingzhi's thin lips, as if treating a treasure, and stroked them gently and affectionately. Afterwards, Yiche curled his lips and smiled lowly, and said slowly: "Ah Mo , your lips are still so cold!"

Then he slowly raised his eyes, the eyes that were already bewitching now had a bit of glamorous light, his red lips were like weeping blood, coupled with a bewitching red shirt, he looked as if he had just come to this world to charm all beings the demon.

Slightly raised the corners of her lips, and said softly with infinite tenderness, "Ah Mo, I told you a long time ago that I, Yi Che, will be the only one in my life, regardless of marriage!"

Feng Qingchi's body trembled suddenly, and there was a bang in the back of his head. He looked at Yi Che with shocked and complicated eyes. He was stunned by Yi Che's words for a long time, and an indescribable feeling rose in his heart. Looking at him, the clear eyes were complicated like never before.

What does Yiche mean by this sentence?
Could it be that the person Yiche married was herself? !But this is too weird!

Outside the window, under the not-so-bright moonlight, there was a slender figure of azure. When he heard Yiche's words, the tall figure froze for an instant, and even trembled slightly. All the blood on his face faded instantly, turning pale.

The hands hanging below his body were clenched into fists, and his body was pressed against the wall. From the inconspicuous shadow on the ground, it could be seen that he was trembling slightly.

Yiche's slender and well-proportioned hands caressed Shangfeng Qingchi's delicate eyebrows and eyes, "Ah Mo, you are more beautiful now than before, but I like your former appearance even more."

"Yi Che." Feng Qing called out in a low voice.

"Call me number one." The voice was still very gentle, but also very stubborn.

Feng Qing was helpless, "What's going on, the top card?" The thoughts in her heart were the thoughts in her heart, and she still wanted to hear Yi Che's own explanation.

Yiche laughed softly and softly, and said with a bit of nostalgia: "Although the marriage contract between you and Bai Weitan made me very desperate, but after all, we have been together for so long. I can still tell whether your intentions are true or not, but..." Yi Che slowly closed his eyes, and even through the bruises, he could see the pale and painful expression on his face, "I didn't expect you to be so Ruthless, you have been poisoned by Wei Lan and have been hiding it from me, I can't even see the last side of your death!"

"I'm sorry." Feng Qingchi's tone was low, as if covered by a thick layer of mist.

"Ah Mo, you don't have to say I'm sorry." Yiche embraced Feng Qingchi in his arms, his movements were gentle, and his voice trembled slightly, with unspeakable self-blame and fear, "It's my fault, I didn't protect you back then." Good for you." If Bai Weitan wanted to kill Zi Yueran, he didn't stop him.In that case, Ah Mo would not have to die.

"Ah Mo, you must have been in pain back then!" The soft words were filled with unstoppable pity, and a pair of bewitching eyes were slightly red, self-blame, remorse, worry, and fear filled the entire eyes.Although Wei Lan's poison was not as vicious as Wushang's, it was the most uncomfortable and painful thing in the world when it broke out, but at that time, he was not by her side.

Feng Qingchi didn't speak, his brows and eyes darkened a little, and even his body trembled a few times.Wei Lan's poison flared up. At that time, she really wanted to die.

I don't know if he remembered that he was still answering Feng Qingchi's words or he was aware of her instinctive fear of Wei Lan, Yi Che changed the subject directly, "When I found out that you were going to be beheaded, I hurried back to Yanfeng, but... ...It's still too late after all!" The last six words are light and airy, without any popularity, even if they are said now, there is an indescribable fear.

When he rushed to the execution ground back then, he only saw Yan Luo kneeling in that pool of blood with a dull expression. At that moment, his heart died like ashes!

Feng Qingchi buried her head on Yiche's chest, without saying a word.Back then, she let everyone hide the news about Yiche. She thought that Yiche would think that she was just using him when she approached him before. In fact, the person she liked was Wei Tan. She thought that time would wash away everything, including feelings. Think……

Too much for her to think!
"But Ah Mo, I owe you a wedding!" Yi Che sighed softly, lowered his head and looked affectionately at the woman in his arms, "Do you still remember the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers in Qingmingju?" Yi Che suddenly raised his lips and smiled , the bewitching eyes seemed to be blooming one after another, and they bloomed sequentially, so gorgeous, "Those sweet-scented osmanthus flowers we planted together have witnessed our wedding."

Feng Qingchi's body froze again, and he raised his head instantly, meeting Shang Yiche's gentle eyes, Feng Qingchi was stunned for a long time.

The azure figure standing outside the window glanced at the scene in the room through the window, slowly closed its extremely beautiful eyes, and then left as quietly as when it came.

Seeing Yanluo leave, a black figure hidden in the dark came out slowly, glanced at the direction of Yanluo's departure, and then glanced at the unextinguished candle in the room, flashing with somewhat seductive eyes A faint light.

Yan Luo, a substitute?
If I'm a stand-in, what are you?
Now that Yiche is back, what are you? !

Slowly hooked the thin diamond lips, turned and left.

"Ah Mo, can we start over? Let's start over, shall we?" Looking at Feng Qingchi who was stunned, Yi Che suddenly spoke, looking at her with burning eyes, waiting for her answer.

Looking at the tenderness in Yiche's eyes, Feng Qingchi subconsciously wanted to nod her head, and a sky-blue figure flashed away in her mind, which made her wake up instantly, pursed her lips, and looked at Yiche in silence for a long time, With a slightly astringent voice, he said, "Top card, I..." Couldn't bear to see the expression on Yi Che's face, Feng Qingchi closed his eyes, "Yi Che, I'm sorry."

Hearing Feng Qingchi's words, Yi Che's face froze slightly, and his hands around Feng Qingchi's waist tightened slightly, his voice was hoarse and still had some natural charm, "Ah Mo, am I too late?" When he asked this sentence, Yi Che's eyes were already red.

"Yiche, I'm sorry." Hearing Yiche's hoarse and forbearing voice, Feng Qingchi's eyes were slightly red, and he spoke in a low voice.

Yiche hugged Feng Qingchi's waist tightly, as if he wanted to embed her into his flesh and blood, "Ah Mo, can you not say sorry, can you not say sorry." At the end, his voice became lower and lower , with unspeakable trills and weeping sounds.

Suddenly, Feng Qingchi's body froze for an instant, and the hot liquid falling on her neck made her heart tremble a few times, and an indescribable bitterness rose in her heart.

Yi Che cried!

This proud, reckless and unrestrained man in red actually cried!
Knowing Yiche for so long, this is the third time she saw Yiche cry, the first time was when his mother concubine died, the second time was when she broke the appointment and it was reported that she was engaged to Wei Tan, and the third time, then is now.

Feng Qingzhi's heart trembled slightly, and after a long time, he stretched out his arms to hug Yi Che, and said hoarsely, "Yi Che, can you, don't cry!"

"Ah Mo, Ah Mo..." Yi Che didn't speak, but just called her name one after another, affectionate and persistent.

Burying his head on Feng Qingchi's shoulder, the formerly cruel and cold-hearted Master Qingmingju was crying like a child at this moment.

"Yi Che, can you stop crying!" Hearing Yi Che's voice, Feng Qingchi felt sore, and comforted him again and again, his eyes filled with sourness, and even his own tears couldn't be controlled, and his voice was overwhelmed. A bit crying.It shouldn't be like this, Yi Che has always looked at her unruly and obstinately smiling lazily, it shouldn't be like this.

Hearing Feng Qingchi's voice, Yi Che paused for a moment, opened his mouth tremblingly, opened and closed his bloodless lips, and said five words gently, "Ah Mo, you are crying!" Exit and dissipate in the air.

Feng Qingchi held on to Yiche's sleeve tightly, his hoarse voice was still crying, "I know, but Yiche, can you stop crying!"

"Hehe..." Yi Che laughed through his tears, "Ah Mo is so unreasonable, she is crying herself, why can't I!" He pretended to be relaxed, but the bitterness and sadness in his eyes did not fade away.

Feng Qingchi didn't speak, but his shoulders were still trembling slightly.

Yi Che stretched out his hands to hold Feng Qingzhi's face, looking at the other's exquisite face with obvious tears, Yi Che wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes gently and pitifully with his thumb, and comforted him: "Okay, I won't cry, you Don't cry either."

Hearing Yi Che's voice, Feng Qingzhi's tears flowed down again, biting his lower lip tightly to keep himself from crying.

Slowly stretching out his hand, it landed on Feng Qingchi's lips, frowned and said softly, "Don't bite like this, I will feel bad!"

"Yiche, you bastard!" After yelling, he turned his face away from looking at Yiche, there was a mist of water in his clear phoenix eyes, but he still tried his best not to let it flow down.

Looking at the other person's expression, Yiche smiled, and stroked her soft black hair for a while, "Okay, I'm a bastard."

Feng Qingchi didn't speak, but just looked away stubbornly.I can't tell what it feels like, a little bitter, a little painful, a little helpless, if only she knew about this earlier!

If, nine years later, the first thing to do after waking up was to go to Yi Che to ask for clarification, that would be fine!
Yi Che watched Feng Qing for a long time, before finally speaking slowly, "Ah Mo, don't cry, give me time, I will... forget you." The voice said the words.

As soon as these words came out, Yi Che's heart trembled slightly, and faint pain spread to all limbs, but his face still had an intoxicating gentleness.

Forgetting is obviously the simplest two words, but how easy is it? !

Before Feng Qingchi could speak, Yi Che's light voice came again, with a gentle smile, he said jokingly, "Ah Mo, there are so many women who admire me, no one could replace you before because of you Not anymore, no one can compete with a dead man, but it's different now, maybe soon I'll bring a girl to show you."

Feng Qingchi didn't speak, just looked at each other quietly.

However, Yiche slapped Feng Qingchi's head hard, and said with a smile: "The regent king I know is not like this, where did your energy to beat people go, when did you act like a little girl?" Crying and crying!"

"I was originally a little girl." Feng Qingchi replied subconsciously.

Yiche squinted at her with a half-smile, "Yo, when did you have this consciousness?"

Feng Qingchi didn't speak, just looked at him with a tiger's face.

Seeing Feng Qingchi like this, Yiche curled his lips into a smile, and when Feng Qingchi was caught off guard, he pulled her into his arms and rested his chin on her shoulder, "Ah Mo, I can kiss you Shall we take a moment?"

Just when Feng Qingchi was slightly stunned, cold and hot lips had already landed on her lips, Yiche didn't make any further movements, but simply pressed against her lips.

After a long time, he moved his lips away, and pressed a kiss on Feng Qingchi's eyes, "Ah Mo, you must be happy!" The moment the words fell, Yiche had already let go of Feng Qingchi, turned and left.

The back of the demon red is lonely, and the blood-weeping red dress no longer has the dazzling color of the past, but it is sad and lonely.

Looking at Yiche's leaving back, Feng Qingchi stood there in a daze for a long, long time.

Bringing it back to her senses, the demonic red figure was no longer in her sight, and she suddenly remembered one thing, Yiche never asked her why she couldn't start over, and never mentioned Yanluo from the beginning to the end.

Feng Qingchi closed her eyes weakly. In fact, Yiche must have known about her current relationship with Yanluo a long time ago, but she just didn't want to mention it.

another place.

After Yan Luo left Xingyun Zhishui, he did not return to Yanfu, but used his lightness kung fu to the extreme, and went directly to the bamboo forest in the west of the city.

When he walked aimlessly to the end of the bamboo forest, Yan Luo stopped slowly, leaning against a bamboo with some weakness, slipped down the bamboo exhaustedly, and sat slumped on the ground.

His eyes were dark, he looked into the distance quietly, the corners of his thinned lips curled up in a mocking arc, he paused halfway through, then smiled softly, and muttered lightly to himself , "Yanluo, for so many years, the person in her heart has always been Yiche, now that the misunderstanding is resolved, you should be happy!"

When speaking, the corners of her lips curled up in a graceful arc, which was obviously very good-looking, but on that pale face, there was an indescribable despair.

Against Shang Yiche, he was never half sure!

In the story of the two of them, the joys and sorrows are only their own. He said that he just stole it for a while, and finally, he still has to pay it back!
"Obviously, I should be happy for her, but why do I want to cry so much!" A low voice sounded faintly in the bamboo forest with doubts, and dissipated into the air with the night wind.

Yan Luo didn't speak any more, but leaned against the bamboo, buried her face in her palms, and looked downcast.

(End of this chapter)