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He sighed desolately in his heart and heard the helpless words that Yang Liang said to cover up his guilt:

"I don't like sweet food, so it's best if you don't trouble yourself in the future."

For him to be so cold-hearted towards Qingcheng, perhaps his heart had long since melted into softness. It was only because he didn't want Qingcheng to have any more hope. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

He wanted Qingcheng to retreat before he knew the difficulties she faced, yet Qingcheng still wholeheartedly offered her forgiveness, not turning back in the slightest.

There was too much bitterness in Qingcheng's awkwardness. She said,

"Young Master doesn't like sweet food, Qingcheng will definitely change it." She loved him so dearly. If she didn't love him so much, how could such a beauty, who was sought after by all the young masters, be humble in the dust?

Yang Liang, since when did he not like sweet foods? Back then in the palace, he'd probably eaten the most of the pastries at Empress Dowager Dugu's place. Recalling Silver Ear Porridge was his favorite as well.

Suddenly, he heard someone walk in:

"What a fragrant congee. I didn't expect Qingcheng to be able to make such a delicious congee with her hands. I could smell it even from afar." This is Lin Feng. I originally thought that he would act as if he had seen his enemy when he saw Yang Liang, but I didn't expect him to remain so calm. It seems that I underestimated his mental fortitude.

Yang Liang looked at Lin Feng in astonishment and asked in confusion.

"This is?"

Without waiting for Qingcheng to speak, Lin Feng continued:

"This hero is Qingcheng's fiance." His tone was tinged with provocation.

After she finished speaking, she ignored Yang Liang's astonishment and went to eat her own Silver Ear Porridge. Qingcheng let out a small sigh, looking at Yang Liang with a perturbed expression, afraid that he would misunderstand her.

Yang Liang didn't notice Mo Qingcheng's awkwardness. His face sank as he said:

"Nonsense, where did this yellow haired boy come from? How can you be so blasphemous when you don't have any rules?"

Obviously, the way Lin Feng looked at a twelve or thirteen year old made it hard for Yang Liang to believe that he was Qingcheng's fiancé.

After all, Qingcheng had sacrificed so much for him, and he couldn't just repay it with emotion. However, as a man, at the very least, his instincts was to protect the weak as much as possible, not to mention a woman as outstanding as Qingcheng.

However, his words caused Mo Qingcheng's heart to leap with joy. A pair of beautiful eyes filled with limpid autumn water glanced excitedly at Yang Liang. The snowstorm outside the window was as usual, but in Qingcheng's heart, there was definitely a trace of warmth due to Yang Liang's protection.

Yang Ke obviously hadn't noticed Mo Qingcheng's thoughts, and could only gloomily gaze at Lin Feng, who was gulping down huge mouthfuls of congee.

What Lin Feng detested the most was being treated like a child by others. Yang Liang's words were like adding oil to fire to his hatred for Yang Liang. If Qingcheng wasn't present, he would have immediately pulled out his sword to compete with Yang Ke.

"How dare you!" You actually dare to say so much! For Mo Qingcheng's sake, this young noble doesn't care, leave quickly and don't be an eyesore. Otherwise, don't blame this young noble for being impolite! " Lin Feng was enraged.

Yang Liang was stunned. Counter thief? That's right, he was sent here by Yang Guang because of the rebellion, and Lin Feng was absolutely right.

A wry smile appeared on Yang Liang's lips. He had only seen Lin Feng's childlike appearance previously, so he had scolded him a few times. Now that he saw the extremely concerned expression on Lin Feng's face as he gazed at Mo Qingcheng, he already knew what was going on in his heart.

"Please forgive me, Little Hero. Qingcheng is a rare and good woman, since you are her fiance, I hope that you can treat her well. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Seeing that although Lin Feng was young, his tone was also very arrogant, but just by looking at the thatched cottage outside, one could tell that his feelings for Mo Qingcheng were definitely not impulsive. If he really could be kind to Mo Qingcheng, then Yang Liang could let go of one thing, after all, he couldn't just continue wasting Mo Qingcheng's time like this.

A woman's youth is ephemeral and fleeting.

Yang Liang turned around and strode towards the snowstorm. Mo Qingcheng stood there with tears in her eyes for a moment. Fang Xing came to his senses, grabbed a raincoat and rushed into the snow, shouting:

"Young Master, Xue Da, please put on your raincoat!"

As the sound of footsteps faded, Fang Xingjian walked out through the curtain and saw Lin Feng standing at the doorway with a face full of anger. He watched as Qingcheng's red figure slowly blended into the whiteness.

For a long time, Lin Feng did not move. Even when I came to his side, he did not feel me.

That bright red color gradually disappeared into the distance, and when it caught up with Yang Liang, it froze on the spot. Such a lonely figure did not change because of that bright red color, instead it seemed even more miserable.

After Yang Liang disappeared in the midst of the snow and could no longer be seen, Mo Qingcheng slowly walked back.

The white snow, the red dress, and the beautiful woman were like a snowy plum, beautiful beyond compare.

In a small courtyard, she was dancing against the fluttering snowflakes in the sky. The snowfall was very lively, but what she danced out was a lonely beauty.

The brilliantly red cloud sleeves created a unique scenery amidst the boiling white snow. The snow fell onto her jet-black hair and stuck on her long eyelashes, causing her to appear like a fairy descending from the sky.

Her skin was like ice, her bones were like jade, her peach blossoms were like flowers, and her eyebrows and teeth were like fairies.

Even I couldn't help but feel that I was inferior to such a light dance. However, my eyes were filled with bitterness.

Lin Feng was in a daze, and so was I. Suddenly, my heart was filled with an infinite sadness. With just a thought, I couldn't help but open my red lips and sing in a clear voice,

"The flower has bloomed like a dream, but I don't know about it. The snowfall is still faint, and I can only look forward to it silently. I only hate that I don't know about it."

The beautiful dance accompanied my singing, emitting an even clearer atmosphere, as if at this moment, all the flying snow was dancing for her, and what landed on the ground was her endless love.

"Qingcheng dances in the northern wind, her red dress fluttering like feathers in the wind." With a voice filled with grievances and tears, for whom is the Donglai Clan infatuated? " At the end of the song, a thin layer of mist covered my eyes.

"Who are you crazy about?" Qingcheng stopped her steps and silently recited the words I just sang.

That's right. Who was he crazy for? The three people at the scene, along with the departing Yang Liang, had all turned over and over in their minds. But who were they all doing this for?

Qingcheng's expression was indifferent as she slowly walked into the room. Lin Feng was still immersed in the dance earlier.

The three of them stood in the room, looking at the snow falling from the sky. Qingcheng's eyes were filled with tears while my lips were filled with bitterness.

After a long while, a cry from Lin Feng broke the silence:

"Wow!"

Mo Qingcheng and I were shocked as we looked at Lin Feng in astonishment.

"I thought two fairies flew over from somewhere. So one was my Qingcheng, and the other was that black-faced bogus brat!" Lin Feng mocked.

I knew that this scene was too dismal. He wanted to tease us and dispel the sorrow in Qingcheng's heart.

I withdrew my thoughts and teased:

"Are you trying to change your feelings just because you saw my fairy-like appearance?"

Lin Feng curled his lips and said in disdain:

"Lady is beautiful, but in this hero's heart, no one can compare to her."

Qingcheng's face reddened slightly. As the two of us argued, she gradually withdrew her tears and said:

"Young Master Yang doesn't like sweet food, are the two of you going to let the Silver Ear Soup freeze over?"

After the meal, Lin Feng suddenly asked me,

"Miss Xiao has such a fairy-like appearance, why did you hide from that bandit today?" "Since you like him, and have come all the way to East Lea for him, why don't you confess your feelings to him?"

I laughed in my heart, he wasn't thinking for me at all. He was obviously trying to get me to take Yang Liang away from Qingcheng, so that he could get back on good terms with her.

"Lin Feng is right, this lady is indeed talented and talented. Furthermore, she is the person that Young Master Yang loves, why would she hide it from Young Master Yang by calling Qingcheng?" Qingcheng asked, but there was a hint of jealousy on her face.

I smiled bitterly. If it wasn't for Qingcheng's infatuation, why would I have avoided Yang Liang? He was afraid that if the two of them met again, he wouldn't be able to let it go. If that was the case, he would definitely fail Qingcheng.

As for me, I looked at the snow falling outside and made up my mind. After the snow melts, the road will be better and I will leave, never to meet Yang Liang again.

Qingcheng also saw my thoughts and sighed:

"Although Qingcheng admires Young Master Yang, she really doesn't want Young Master to suffer from the pain of lovesickness. Ever since he had arrived in Eastbreak, he had seen his young master leave early and return late. He would either roam the mountains or swim the seas by himself, or he would get drunk by himself. Qingcheng saw all of this and felt pain in her heart. She had thought about it last night and felt that Young Master Yang's worries could only be resolved by Lady Xiao.

As a female, Qingcheng naturally didn't want to see the man she adored be together with another female. However, as long as her master was happy, Qingcheng was willing to do anything. "If Lady Xiao doesn't mind Qingcheng's birth, Qingcheng is willing to be sworn sisters with Lady Xiao. Since then, we will serve Young Master Yang together, and Qingcheng will not ask for a title. In this life, we will be servants to serve Big Sister and Young Master."

She loved so much that she could even sacrifice her happiness for Yang Liang. Although she placed herself in such a lowly position, she was not disregarded by others. Instead, she made me respect her even more.

The ultimate of love is to give, not to ask. This is a state I cannot reach, not only to deny, even to my husband, Yang Guang, all love will be shattered in the face of my proud self-esteem.

Self-respect and love, which was more important?

To me, it was the same weakness.

For Yu Qingcheng, as long as she could remain by Yang Liang's side, everything else was no longer important. With just this, she was already satisfied and regretful. If I had Qingcheng's heart, how could I have reached such a state of stalemate with Yang Guang?

I can be a sister with a different surname, but I can't be a husband and wife. I've already married. This trip to Eastroad was a mistake in the first place." Furthermore, Yang Liang is not the person in my heart. To him, I can only have the friendship of siblings and friends. " I looked at Qingcheng and spoke with sincerity.