Thinking that the person you were looking after in the dungeon might be his grandfather, Qingya mustered up the courage to walk into the bedroom.

The matter between her and Qinglan can be ignored for the time being.

As long as grandpa comes back or finds his family, she can live with her family and will have her own world from now on.

So comforted herself, she clenched her fists and told herself: There is nothing scary, nothing that cannot be overcome, nothing!

Qinglan stared blankly at her lonely back with her back straightening, and at her arms that were stiffly hanging on both sides of her body, and her hands clenched into fists, he felt her sadness and forbearance.

In contact with all the causes and consequences, he suddenly realized what kind of harm the alienation he had left to her after returning to the palace.

He strode to catch up with her but dared not speak out.

If it were the past, he would have yelled regardless of the situation. But now, he would not want the soldiers who were lying in the dark to make a joke, and he would not dare to disturb the father and mother in the suite, for fear that they would worry about their own affairs.

His eyebrows were frowning and his steps were brisk, but he endured it and followed silently.

Waiting to follow Qingya's steps upstairs and return to the room. When she closed the door, he supported the door panel hard, looked at her tearful half of her face, and whispered: "Yaya!"

Qingya never looked at him and said hoarsely: "I'm tired and want to sleep."

Qinglan was unwilling to let go, and her tightly pursed lips were stiff, revealing the uneasiness in her heart.

After a few seconds of stalemate, he said, "I was worried about Qingqing before, and I didn't know whether he was dead or alive. So when facing you, no matter how I got along with you, I felt guilty about Qingqing. Yaya, can you imagine that the time I could spend with you was exchanged for my brother's safety and even my life, and I was uneasy! But Yaya, this has nothing to do with Zhang Ling. When I saved her, I knew that it was not you, but everything she had today was caused by me. If I had not recorded her ID number and had not asked the soldiers to send her back to her grandparents, it would not have attracted the attention of others and would not have allowed Yun Dan to

Xi had the opportunity to use this to change her destiny. I saved her because I was uneasy and there was nothing else! You just asked me about her, but I didn’t have time to tell you, but I forgot it! After I rescued her, I was knocked out by my uncle. After I woke up, I followed Qingmu to discuss how to rescue you. So from the time she was taken away by her uncle until now, I didn’t know her condition, and I even forgot her existence if you didn’t mention it. So you asked me, I thought it was you who wanted to know, so I would call you and ask my uncle. I laughed, not because she was safe, but because I felt that I could do something for you and did it, so I was happy.”

Qinglan said this very sincerely.

Ling Lie and his wife in the suite knew that eavesdropping was not good, but they still snuggled up to each other, lying on the bed and watching Qinglan's explanation on Qingya in the corridor.

Ling Lie was very pleased that Qinglan was very low-key this time and did not make a fuss to everyone.

"I changed the past, when I turned back from Qingya, Qinglan would yell and rushed forward and hugged her and explained. I wouldn't feel strange if I even did something more impulsive."

"But Qinglan is obviously much more stable now and is not that impetuous."

"Well, I'm not impetuous, but I still lack the experience of love."

"It doesn't matter, as long as they are honest with each other, their path will get better and better."

When Ling Lie and his wife heard this, they turned off the video directly because they could predict what the result would be.

Qingya in the door listened to Qinglan's words, she was a little happy, but she was still nervous and hesitant: "Do you really don't like her? If she stands in front of you and says you promised to marry her, what will you do?"

Qinglan looked at her calmly and carefully, and said seriously: "Zhang Ling and I are the children's words. Shi Qingya and I are the invincible true love."

In the future, no matter who comes to ask about his relationship with Zhang Ling and Shi Qingya, he will respond with this sentence.

The boy's pious eyes fell on her face without blinking.

It seemed that hesitated for a long time, Qinglan had to admit: "Also, I never knew you were wearing a mask. I had seen your eyes, but I never saw your true face. What I thought about before was that even the dream was the way you were before. I think you were the most beautiful in the world before, but this time I met you, you became so dazzling, like the brightest moon on the Danube. Yaya, I am actually shy and surprised, and it takes time to adapt slowly. I see that you are getting more and more beautiful, and I am afraid that I am not worthy of you. Even though I know that I am already very familiar with you and have been very close before, I always feel afraid of being flirted with you, and want to protect you carefully and take care of you."

He saw the blurred light and shadow in her pupils, and the tears that appeared were like a rainbow. Without taste, he knew it was sweet.

Because this feeling was the same as what passed by his heart: "It was probably because I lost it last time, so I cherish it this time."

Love is the most magical magic in the world. The lover's emotions can rush into the sky because of a word from the other person, or fall into hell because of a word.

When Qingya heard his voice and heard him pronounce her name in full, this down-to-earth and warm feeling made her cry happily.

Especially, he made it clear that he didn't like Zhang Ling, he really loved her, and it was Shi Qingya.

He also said that he cherished it more because he was shy and lost.

Isn’t this exactly what she expected and dreamed of?

"You, better remember what you said today!"

Her hand that was pressed against the door frame retracted, grabbed Qinglan's collar and grabbed him from outside into the room.

Qinglan breathed a sigh of relief, and when she opened the door, she was still paying attention to her fear of hurting her.

As soon as the door was closed, the little girl pressed him against the door panel, hooked his hands around his neck and pulled him down, and put his delicate lips on it, trying to confirm that this moment was real, and kissed him with all his strength.

Qinglan's brain is under hypoxia due to elegant enthusiasm.

Fearing that he would push her away, or not to cater to her, or stop first, would make her think that he was alienating her, so he could only carefully enclose her in his arms and let her do anything to him, and he would cooperate gently.

Until the little girl was tired of tossing and falling on his heart and gasping for breath, he also gently placed her chin on her head and did not move.

The little head rubbed against his heart and rubbed again and again, a girl's domineering and arrogant voice sounded: "From now, I am the only one here to call the wind and rain."
Chapter completed!