When those eyes looked at me, they were covered with water, with indescribable sadness. I don’t know why he looked at me with such a gaze, but my heart hurts as if he was about to say something, he had already raised his hand gently, very lightly, and carefully stroked the back of my hand: "Qingying..."

"What's wrong?"

"Are you..." He paused several times when he said this, as if he was choking and unable to speak. Finally, he took a long breath and finally said, "Are you... helping... third brother?"

I was stunned for a moment?

I told Pei Yuanhao that sentence and arranged everything. I was indeed helping him, but how could Pei Yuanfeng know?

Looking at his sad gaze, looking at me like this, I felt a little sad, and after a while, I nodded gently: "Yes."

At this moment, his hand slid down.

At the same time, a tear dripped from his eyes.

Looking at him, I was shocked and subconsciously grabbed his hand. I felt his fingertips cold for a moment, as if the blood in my body was frozen. I looked at him: "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

"No...it's okay..." He shook his head, but more tears came down.

I have never seen a man crying so wronged, as if a ignorant brother was wronged outside. When he came home, he didn't know how to complain, but he could only cry. He lowered his head and didn't look at me. After a while, he turned his back to me and fell asleep, saying, "Don't worry about me, I...I want to rest."

"Your Highness..."

I wanted to say something, but he lay stubbornly and refused to move anymore. I couldn't disturb him from rest. I stood by the bed for a while, and could only sigh and put down the curtain for him.

This is not the first time I have been guarding a patient like this.

I had been guarding the emperor's night in the palace before, but I didn't expect that this time it was Pei Yuanfeng. After he lay down like that, he never moved again. It was just that the room was too quiet, and his heavy breathing sound was in his ears, as if he was a heavy drum, making people panic.

How could he... be so fragile that he actually cried like this?

As a young general who guards the border and holds heavy troops, he is one of the few military geniuses among the princes. The young man is proud. He has heard the ministers in the court praise him for his newborn calf and his power to intimidate the tiger. But what kind of thing will make this newborn calf so sad?

I stayed at Prince Yun’s Mansion for a day, and I originally wanted to take good care of him, but Pei Yuanfeng never turned around and said a word to me. I just sat next to me boredly, listening to his heavy breathing, slowly, night fell.

After dinner, more than an hour later, the maids brought the soup for midnight snacks.

Although Pei Yuanchen may not have any good feelings for me, the people here, were polite. After sending the things, the maid also told me: "Miss Qing, if you want something tonight, you will pass the corridor in front directly. Someone is watching, and there are people in the kitchen all night long."

"Thank you."

I thanked her, she smiled and turned around and left.

But just as the door was closed, a melodious sound of piano came from outside.

It's so late, who is still playing the piano in Prince Yun's Mansion?
Chapter completed!