After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

Yun Caiyue suddenly turned her head, her gaze shooting towards Ye Fan like an icy blade.

"It's none of your business to judge Brother Fengmian!"

Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable air of protectiveness.

"In my heart, compared to Brother Fengmian, you're not even worth a single finger of his!"

These words were like the sharpest whip, striking Chu Qingyi's heart fiercely.

"Not even worth one of his fingers..."

Isn't this exactly what I said to Lin Fengmian not long ago?

At the time, it was to protect Ye Fan and sever ties with Lin Fengmian that she spoke such heartless and hurtful words.

Now, the same evaluation comes from Yun Caiyue's mouth, but the object is completely reversed.

Hearing these familiar words, and imagining Lin Fengmian's possible feelings at that time...

Boundless regret overwhelmed her like a tidal wave, almost suffocating her, and her eyes instantly reddened.

Just then, the light at the doorway dimmed.

Lin Fengmian and Nangong Li walked in side by side.

Yun Caiyue's domineering words of protection reached Lin Fengmian's ears without missing a single one.

He paused slightly, looking at the girl in colorful clothes standing in front of Chu Qingyi and Ye Fan.

A warm feeling and a strange sense of exhilaration welled up inside me.

Having such a well-behaved, sensible younger sister who unconditionally protects me feels... absolutely amazing!

Yun Caiyue saw Lin Fengmian immediately, and the frost on her face instantly melted away, revealing a bright and pure smile. She quickly went to greet him.

"Brother Fengmian, you've arrived?"

"Yes, you're here." Lin Fengmian smiled, naturally raising his hand to gently ruffle her hair, the gesture intimate and natural.

"Thank you, Ayazuki."

Yun Caiyue smiled even more broadly, her eyes curving into crescent moons.

It was as if they had received an enormous reward.

This scene was extremely glaring to Ye Fan!

How dare she! Yun Caiyue was so cold to me just now, but she smiled so sweetly at Lin Fengmian, that good-for-nothing?!

How am I, a holy son, inferior to this furnace?!

Chu Qingyi also saw Lin Fengmian.

When she saw him give Yun Caiyue that gentle smile and make that intimate gesture, the last shred of hope in her heart shattered.

Regret, bitterness, grievance, resentment... all sorts of emotions erupted like a volcano.

She no longer cared about her saintly demeanor, Ye Fan's presence, or Nangong Li's menacing gaze.

She turned around abruptly, her eyes red-rimmed, tears streaming down her face.

He rushed to Lin Fengmian in a few steps, his voice trembling and broken.

"Lin Fengmian, I'm sorry, I really know I was wrong."

She reached out to grab Lin Fengmian's sleeve.

Nangong Li stepped forward at just the right moment, cleverly blocking Lin Fengmian's path and separating Chu Qingyi's hand.

She crossed her arms and raised her chin slightly.

"Chu Qingyi, what do you want to do?" Nangong Li's voice was cold and warning.

"This is my husband. You were the one who couldn't wait to get a divorce, and now you regret it? Too bad, it's too late."

Chu Qingyi seemed not to have heard Nangong Li's words.

Her gaze was fixed on Lin Fengmian behind Nangong Li. She suddenly bypassed Nangong Li and grabbed Lin Fengmian's hand.

"Lin Fengmian..." She didn't dare to speak too loudly.

"I...I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong. I'll make it up to you, I'll agree to anything...as long as you're willing to come back..."

Her hands were soft, slightly cool, and trembling slightly.

Lin Fengmian looked down at Chu Qingyi, who was crying her eyes out, and a string in his heart trembled slightly.

The images from that night uncontrollably surfaced in my mind—

Having just awakened her past life memories, the fire that had been suppressed within her for many years was ignited.

Nine times in one night, she went from initial resistance to eventually being unable to comply.

Tears welled in her eyes, and she cursed him as a bastard, but her body was limp and unresponsive...

No man can completely forget that feeling.

Chu Qingyi sensed that he didn't break free immediately, and she was secretly delighted. A glimmer of hope flashed through her teary eyes.

He didn't completely hate himself!

If I humble myself and beg him sincerely, will he... will he forgive me?

Thinking of this, her gaze involuntarily drifted to Nangong Li beside her.

Her elegant and luxurious black palace dress made her already cold and beautiful face appear even more unapproachable, while her long, slender legs, wrapped in black silk, were particularly eye-catching.

Chu Qingyi snorted coldly in her heart.

That despicable woman must have used such underhanded methods to keep Lin Fengmian around!

You like wearing stockings to seduce men, right?

She, Chu Qingyi, can wear it too!

She was confident that her figure and face were no less attractive than Nangong Li's.

In terms of temperament, she was pure and innocent; in terms of figure, she was exquisite; and in terms of the unspoken understanding that night, she had personally experienced Lin Fengmian's infatuation with her…

If she's willing to humble herself, she might be able to win him back!

As Lin Fengmian felt the soft, boneless little hand in his palm, the fire in his heart was reignited.

It must be said that Chu Qingyi's figure and face are truly the best of the best.

In particular, her coy, hesitant demeanor always caught his eye.

He wished he could crush her into his very bones and bully her thoroughly.

If it weren't for her engagement to that bastard Ye Fan...

This is the only drawback.

Thinking of this, the heat in Lin Fengmian's eyes cooled slightly, and he gently withdrew his hand.

"So how do you want compensation?" he asked in a flat tone.

Upon hearing this, Chu Qingyi was overjoyed—his willingness to negotiate meant there was still a chance!

She lowered her head, her voice soft and hesitant, tinged with uncertainty:

"What...what kind of compensation do you want? Pills, spirit stones...anything is fine. How much you want, I'll give it to you..."

Seeing this, Ye Fan's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and the anger in his chest was about to explode!

Chu Qingyi, that bitch!

Just now, he ignored me and was as cold as ice, but now he's begging and pleading with this good-for-nothing Lin Fengmian!

And then there's Yun Caiyue, who keeps calling me "Brother Fengmian" but is always sarcastic and cynical towards me!

Now even Nangong Li is personally stepping in to protect that kid!

The Pure Yang Holy Body... it really is an evil thing!

This child must not be allowed to live!

A ruthless glint flashed in Ye Fan's eyes. He quietly stepped aside, took out a communication jade tube from his sleeve, infused it with spiritual power, and silently sent it out.

Upon hearing Chu Qingyi's words, Lin Fengmian suddenly smiled, a hint of amusement in his expression.

"Your Holiness," he said slowly, "as for elixirs... there's Caiyue."

As he spoke, he reached out and touched Yun Caiyue's head beside him.

Yun Caiyue's eyes immediately curved into crescent moons, and she rubbed her face happily against his palm, as obedient as a little girl who had just gotten candy.

"As for spirit stones..." Lin Fengmian looked at Nangong Li, his smile deepening, "Li'er will give them to me. So, none of what you're talking about is what I want."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Li's sour feeling dissipated considerably, and he smiled smugly at Chu Qingyi.