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Qingcheng raised her head and looked into my eyes. There was a moment of doubt before she sighed with sorrow:

"Young Master Yang, on the other hand, is as bitter as Qingcheng."

"Am I not suffering the same pain as you?" Lin Feng suddenly said as he stared at Qingcheng in a daze.

Qingcheng felt slightly embarrassed as she replied, "Qingcheng owes it to Young Noble, but I can't repay her in this life. I hope that in the next life —"

"I don't want the next life. I only want this life." Lin Feng interrupted Mo Qingcheng.

A bitter smile spread across his lips. Why was there always someone who refused to wake up? The word 'love' disturbed the heartstrings of others, making it difficult to understand. In the end, it was something that the people of the world could not shake off. Otherwise, there wouldn't be the eternal cycle of reincarnation, the eternal pursuit.

An apologetic and frustrated look appeared on Qingcheng's face. After lost for a while, she murmured:

"Why does Young Master still not understand? Qingcheng will never again admire another man in this life. If Young Master insists, what's the point?" Young master, please help me realize your painstaking efforts and become a slave in the next life to repay your kindness. "

Qingcheng's words were always able to make my heart tremble. Even if it was a moth flying into a flame, I would never regret it. This was Qingcheng's interpretation of true love.

I saw the flash of blood in his eyes. There was resentment, there was anger, and there was also helplessness and pity. All kinds of emotions were tangled in that youthful face, as if there was a nameless fire burning within it.

After a long time, Lin Feng's voice was somewhat hoarse, and he had the dejected tone of an autumn leaf.

"No matter what I do, in your eyes, I'm still inferior to him, right?"

Qingcheng's eyes slightly moved, slowing down her tone. With a hint of lament in her voice, she said:

"No, in Qingcheng's heart, Young Noble Lin has always been the most outstanding. But in Qingcheng's heart, she has always regarded her as her close friend, just like she sees her younger brother."

Lin Feng smiled miserably. "But, I've never thought of being your younger brother. I really hate myself for giving birth to such an immature appearance. You're always unwilling to accept me."

"This has nothing to do with appearance. I can only blame myself for being acquainted with Young Master Yang." This has nothing to do with appearance. Qingcheng had tears in her eyes as she looked at Lin Feng.

"If he is willing to treat you kindly, I will not make things difficult for you. However, looking at the current situation, if he is unwilling to accept you for three years, will you wait for three years? What if he won't accept you for ten years? Are you going to wait ten years? " Lin Feng was somewhat angry, but he could do nothing about it. All he could do was feel his heart ache.

A sorrowful look appeared on Qingcheng's face, but she remained resolute.

"Right, not only ten years, even if she had to wait for her entire life, Qingcheng would never go back on her word. Maybe this is the debt Qingcheng owed me in her previous life."

Such certainty, such persistence, even Lin Feng could not help but shake his head and sigh.

"Is it worth it?" [A girl like you, how great and proud were you in the capital? All the young masters in the capital were overjoyed to see you. Even if it was me, I could only rely on my qinggong to sneak into Yan Fang Lou and catch a glimpse of her beauty. But now, you actually dare to waste your life for the sake of a sinful traitor. Qingcheng, what do you want me to say about you? "

Aside from the sneer from last time, this is the first time I've seen her smile that originated from the bottom of her heart. Even if it's only if there's one, it's still a thousand times more seductive, perhaps that seductive look has long been planted in her heart.

"Lin Feng, you won't understand. When I first laid eyes on Young Master Yang, I was certain that he was the man I had been waiting for so many years. "I sometimes even thank the heavens that if it wasn't for Young Master Yang's marriage, I would never be able to get close to him. He used to be an illustrious prince, and I, even if my name shocked the capital, would only be a brothel prostitute."

Lin Feng resentfully said,

"I didn't see anything wrong with him."

Just as she was speaking, she suddenly heard the sound of footsteps approaching from outside. "Cha cha-cha", Qingcheng slightly tilted her head and said in surprise:

"Eh? "Why are you back so early today?"

I knew it was Yang Liang who came back, hurriedly hiding in the beautiful room in the west.

Hearing the sound of Yang Liang taking off his raincoat, and then Qingcheng saying gently:

"Young master, you came back early today."

"Hmph, I think it's probably because I didn't eat breakfast. Now that I'm hungry, I'm back." "Qingcheng, don't cook for someone who doesn't know what's good for you." Lin Feng said indignantly.

Yang Liang ignored Lin Feng and said absent-mindedly:

"Why do I always feel that Little is by my side? Maybe I really drank too much, that's why I had the illusion. "

His heart ached. Yang Liang, could it be that his heart really felt something? I wanted so much to tell him that yes, I was here, separated from you by a wall, but this wall was so close that I could not cross it. I was just afraid, I was just worried that if I walked out, I would bring you more harm and pain.

They were destined to leave each other, so why bother meeting again?

"Really?" "Young Master has been thinking long and hard. I'm afraid that he's really possessed. Qingcheng is going to cook a bowl of God Calming Elixir. Young Master, can you please take a break?" Qingcheng was slightly taken aback, but she soon recovered as she quietly spoke.

"No need — did I come back to disturb you and this little hero?" Yang Liang said with a slightly ashamed expression.

"No, no. It was just a joke between Lin Feng and Young Master this morning." Qingcheng stated.

Yang Liang was slightly startled, but he didn't seem to care much about Lin Feng's identity. He didn't ask about it, even if it was Qingcheng. He probably had never asked about her background, so he was indifferent about everything in the outside world.

His heart had long since been sealed by himself.

His people also walked into the east and closed the door, never coming out again.

"Qingcheng, what is he doing?" I whispered.

Qingcheng looked at me with incomparable envy as she faintly said:

"Miss Xiao, Qingcheng has always envied you the most in this life. Every day, besides drinking wine, Young Master would close the door and paint, and when he was done he would lock the door and paint in the box. There are many times where I saw him unfolding a scroll by himself in the dead of night. I once had the privilege of admiring his paintings, and all of them were paintings of a woman in his memory. When I saw you that day in the bistro, I only felt that you were wearing men's clothes, so I only recognized you when I thought of those paintings. Otherwise, how could I have guessed that you were the girl he spoke of? "

I was slightly shocked in my heart, and felt as if my internal organs were being burned by boiling water. I could not accept his feelings back then, and even more so now.

Qingcheng carried the dinner to the east for Yang Liang. He didn't go out, only focusing on painting, as if that painting was the foundation of his body and mind.

The next day, after the snow had stopped, Yang Liang went out early again. I wanted to see Yang Liang's painting, so I came to the east with Mo Qingcheng.

Due to the cold, his painting from last night had yet to dry and was spread out neatly on the table. Looking through the thick ink, I could see that it depicted me and Li Jun learning to play musical instruments together back in the day.

Dressed in a gauzy dress of soft silver lily, I was sitting in front of a piece of cymbals. My fingers were delicate and delicate, and my eyes were pulsing with joy. He looked exactly the same as he had that day.

There was a string of small words next to the painting: the string sound cut off the Xixi sound, lonely people, the Xi Ying cup, once the end of the world, haggard people.

He claimed to be alone!

His chest is locked, as if the box contains his most important treasure, as though he was afraid that he would lose something if he were to run around once more. Because of this, Mo Qingcheng and I did not have the chance to watch it, but according to her, the inside of the box is filled with Yang Liang's painting.

At night, Yang Liang came back drunk. He was sent back by a waiter at a tavern. I sighed in my heart. With his appearance, if it wasn't for Qingcheng taking care of him here, who knows how far he would have fallen.

Lin Feng still could not bear to see Yang Liang act like this. After a bit of sarcasm, he walked into Yang Liang's thatched cottage.

Qingcheng and I settled Yang Liang down and returned to the west, sighing.

"Qingcheng, has he always been like this?"

Qingcheng's expression darkened, her eyes reddened as she said:

"When I found him here, he was lying drunk outside the bistro, so muddy that I almost didn't recognize him. In these past few days, he had been using the wine to dispel his worries. Other than calling out Lady Xiao's name, he had also never spoken a few words to Qingcheng. From the looks of it, not only was he not aiming to improve, he was only hoping to die quickly! Miss Xiao, Qingcheng admits that she has read many people, but she cannot resolve the knot in his heart.

At the end of her sentence, Qingcheng's tears flowed as she dropped to her knees. If not for her helplessness, how could she have been so heartbroken? I pity you in my heart, Yang Liang, ah, Yang Liang, do you know, you used alcohol to numb your pain, and Qingcheng's pain is not the slightest bit less than yours?

I hastily helped him up and said:

"Qingcheng, don't be like this. Your kind intentions towards him, and you taking such care of him, I don't even have enough time to thank you. How can I accept such a great gift from you?" Yang Liang's downfall here was all because of me. With the addition of the defeat, he was assigned to this position. If it was anyone else, I'm afraid they would only end up in a state of depression. "If you had not come, I am afraid — that I would have done him in the end." My eyes also reddened, and I almost burst into tears.

It was said that infatuated women were unfaithful lovers, and Yang Liang was a rare person that treasured love. Unfortunately, his feelings were destined to be wrongly paid.

I even wondered why Yang Liang couldn't be more like Yang Guang. A loving person would definitely not be troubled by love, at least he wouldn't have to suffer like this ever again.

"Miss Xiao, Qingcheng thought about it last night, so she decided that she should just tie the bell. Qingcheng doesn't know Miss Xiao's background, and furthermore, she doesn't know who your husband is. Even if your husband loves you dearly, I hope that Miss won't hide in the inner chamber and meet him for Young Master Yang's sake." "No matter what, I have given him an end. The only word that can be used for love is to cut through the mess quickly, and the pain is stronger than the pain for the rest of my life."

Qingcheng stared at me, pleading in her eyes.

I slightly frowned, it's not that I don't want to see him, I was just afraid that I would see more sadness in leaving. I had considered Qingcheng's suggestion of staying and accompanying Yang Liang, but in my heart, it was hard for me to let go of Yang Guang.

What's more, if one day, my Li Palace's matter were to be discovered by Yang Guang, wouldn't that be harming Yang Liang? I have brought him here, how can he feel at ease?

Forget it, forget it. I can only travel far away from home and live by myself, until the day I walk across thousands of mountains and die in a foreign land, or be killed by Yang Guang.

And the reason why I came to Dong Lai after leaving the palace is only because of the address that Ah He gave me, and Yang Liang, after all, is the only person I can go to outside the palace.

"I understand what you are thinking, but I have my own difficulties too. If I were to suddenly appear in front of him, it would only give him hope, but I will not be able to stay with him. I will give him hope, and resolve his suffering. How could he bear it? As for saving him, I can only rely on you. " I tactfully rejected Qingcheng, but my heart was filled with endless contradictions.

Qingcheng's expression was desolate, and Yang Ke's cold attitude towards her was definitely something she had never experienced before. She must have felt extremely wronged, after all, she had once been sought after by tens of thousands of people, and such a fall must have been painful for her, but she could do nothing about it.

Although it is a land of fireworks, mother has spent a great amount of money to train me in it. There is no need to mention zither, chess, calligraphy, or paintings, Miss is not afraid of jokes, nor does Qingcheng miss any of the techniques that a girl from the brothel uses to attract guests. It is a pity that Qingcheng has exhausted all of her skills, but the Young Noble has not been moved at all. Qingcheng's face turned red as she felt a sense of loss.

I sighed in my heart. Qingcheng's appearance, in fact, matches her name, and can definitely make a man captivate her when she comes from a brothel. However, Yang Liang was indifferent, it seems that this knot in his heart cannot be cured, isn't his pain hurting my heart as well?

Seeing me move, Qingcheng continued:

"Young master is already in despair, no matter how disappointed he is, he is still stronger than you are now. Although Miss Xiao has her own subordinate, you are definitely not heartless to Young Master Yang. Why not give it a try?"

I lowered my head and didn't say anything, but my heart was like the surging waves of the ocean.

Moments later, with a thought in my mind, I whispered to Qingcheng:

"So that's the only way …"