General Lu took down the tip of his waist, stepped forward, held Yue Ning'an's hand, and put the tip of his hand in Yue Ning'an's palm: "I went to sea this time and got some good-looking pearls. I originally wanted to secretly give you a phoenix crown, but now I don't dare."

After putting down the tip, General Lu immediately retreated, looking afraid that Yue Ning'an would be unhappy.

"Since I don't dare, why don't you give it to me?" Yue Ning'an glanced at him, lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the tip of the palm of his hand.

The gift she recognized was made for Lu Zangfeng. She put a piece of warm jade in it, which was one of the birthday gifts she gave to Lu Zangfeng.

"Well, I dare not hide it, I dare not beat it secretly." General Lu's voice exuded a sense of grievance.

He returned to Jiangnan with the feeling of marrying Yue Ning'an as soon as possible, looking forward to Yue Ning'an's happy smile, however...

The reality is that Yue Ning'an didn't even see him. He ran for hundreds of miles to chase after him, but was kicked away and he was not allowed to appear in front of her.

He really...

I can't think about it. As long as I think about it, he wants to run back to Beijing and pull Zhao Qi'an out and beat him up.

"Since I don't dare, then stop fighting, I'll give you the things." Yue Ning'an didn't open it, and threw the treasure bag back to Lu Zangfeng, turned around and sat down, and picked up a book of accounts: "I still have the book of accounts to read. If the general has nothing to do, I won't give it to you."

"Don't look at the account book, look at me!" General Lu took off the account book from Yue Ning'an's hand, threw it aside, and raised the chair vigorously and turned in a direction, allowing Yue Ning'an to look at him, but could only look at him: "Yue Ning'an, you can't escape and solve the problem, let's talk."

General Lu took off his mask and leaned down, with a serious and solemn face. Yue Ning'an wanted to refuse, but was frightened by the severity in Lu Zangfeng's eyes.

Yue Ning'an opened his mouth and swallowed the words he had to his mouth. His shoulders drooped, and he said in a little discouraged: "What are you talking about?"

She was defeated by Lu Zangfeng's insistence again.

Her intuition is correct. She is Lu Zangfeng's prey and cannot escape.

"Yue Ning'an, please let me go. OK?" General Lu did not follow Yue Ning'an's words and said. He raised his hand and gently stroked Yue Ning'an's cheek again, with unconcealed heartache in his eyes.

He looked at Yue Ning'an with a firm look on his face, and said with a serious look: "Yue Ning'an, everything is an accident. It is not your fault for your father and brother to die, and it has nothing to do with you. They are not dying for you."

"You have never been the culprit. The real culprit is the Northern Liao, the Yue clan who is determined to kill all the Yue family in Qingzhou. It is the Northern Liao who is indulging, sheltering, and providing help to the group of Yue family members. It is the Yue clan who is timid and cowardly, dare not retaliate against the real murderer, but dare only revenge on his own relatives. Yue Ning'an, don't take all the mistakes on yourself, you are never the one who is wrong..."

He followed Yue Ning'an for so many days, guarding outside Yue Ning'an's tent every night, and listening to the crying sounds in Yue Ning'an's dream every night...

She was blaming herself, she was feeling guilty.

She let go of her face, but in fact, she always thought in her heart that she was the culprit who killed her father and brother.

She blamed him and Uncle Yan, but the most strange thing was herself.

If he hadn't heard Yue Ning'an sobbing in his dream every night, he wouldn't know that Yue Ning'an, who was tenacious and fearless of any storm, had never let go of his past, nor had he ever walked out of the death of her father and brother...

After so many years, she is still the same girl she used to be, huddled in the corner, trying to make up for everything with death.

"Pu da...pa..."

Yue Ning'an opened her mouth, but couldn't make any sound. Tears fell from her eyes one by one. Her mouth opened wide and kept sobbing, sobbing without getting angry...

Yes, she didn't let it go.

She always thought that she had let go and could face the death of her father and brother calmly. But this time, Zhao Qi'an took out the matter from that year and involved the old man and Lu Zangfeng, and she realized...

She never lets go.

She blamed Lu Zangfeng, the old man for killing her father and brother, but she blamed herself even more.

I blame myself who killed my father and brother, I blame myself who fell in love with Lu Zangfeng, and I blame myself who couldn't let go of my old man.

Lu Zangfeng fell in love with the old man who indirectly killed his father and brother, and regarded the old man who indirectly killed his father and brother as his elders and the only relative. How could a person like her deserve the sacrifice of her father and brother?

She was sorry for her father and brother's sacrifice. She was not worthy of being her father's favorite daughter, nor was she worthy of being her brother's favorite sister.

During this period, she had nightmares every night, and the dreams were full of her mother's accusations against her...

Her mother scolded her, scolded her for not being conscience, scolded her for not being worthy of living, was not worthy of being Yue's surname, was not worthy of being her daughter, and regretted giving birth to her.

She seemed to have been torn in half, half towards the old man and Lu Zangfeng, telling her that the old man and Lu Zangfeng were innocently venting their anger, to make the relatives hurt and the enemy happy.

The other half told her that without Lu Zangfeng and the old man, her father and brother would not die. Lu Zangfeng and the old man were accomplices who killed her father and brother, and she would never let them go...

She always thought that no one knew her inner torment, but now Lu Zangfeng told her that he knew.

He begged her, but not for her forgiveness, but for her to let herself go, but...

How can she let go?

She won't...

She hasn't learned it for so many years.

Yue Ning'an cried very sadly, with sadness, confusion, and helplessness in her eyes...

She wanted to let go, she wanted to let go more than anyone else, but she couldn't do it!

Lu Zangfeng had never seen such a fragile Yue Ning'an. Looking at the confused Yue Ning'an, Lu Zangfeng felt that his whole heart was twisted and it hurt so much.

His little girl was so sad.

He regretted that he did not come to comfort her earlier and let her face these things alone...

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Lu Zangfeng knelt in front of Yue Ning'an on one knee, gently embraced Yue Ning'an's shoulder, letting her lean on her shoulder: "If you lean on my shoulder and turn your back to me, no one will see you crying."

"Um... Um..." Yue Ning'an didn't say anything, but she didn't resist. She lay on Lu Zangfeng's shoulder, crying so hard that she could hardly breathe.

Should she believe what Lu Zangfeng said?

Is she really not the culprit?

Lu Zangfeng didn't say anything. He patted Yue Ning'an's back, just as he met the strange little girl outside the Yue family's house...

When she was confused and helpless, she spoke to her, and after she said that, she stopped talking and let her think about it herself. She only patted her back when she cried and let her know that there was someone who cared about her; she only stayed with her when she was sad and crying, so that she knew that he was still there, and she was not alone.

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Chapter completed!