"Can you choose me?"

After saying this, I closed my mouth and even suffocated my breathing. I just opened my eyes wide and looked at him. The hand holding his fingertips was almost cold.?

Qinghan has never looked at my eyes, but from my perspective, he could clearly see under the slightly trembling thick eyelashes. The clear eyes seemed to be intertwined with ice and fire, constantly tearing his soul. Every moment was a bit of torment, and it was no less than the torture in my heart.

You choose me, okay?

How bold was I to ask this sentence, and handed my life and life into his hands. His words can make my life shine, and the same words can be like a sharp knife, piercing my life into my chest and making my life darker from now on.

I don't know how long he finally raised his head slowly, and his dark eyes looked at me steadily, but his eyes were trembling constantly like his voice.

"I... choose you..."

…!

My heart suddenly seemed to explode, and the hand holding his finger was almost spasm: "Qinghan--!"

"I choose you!"

“…”

"And, where will we go?"

For a moment, I was so happy that I was almost a little crazy, and said tremblingly: "I, let's leave here, we--we--go to find--"

"Look for Li'er, right?"

"Yes!" I nodded vigorously - my Li'er, my daughter, no matter how long it is, or how long it takes, I will never give up finding her goal. If I can have him by my side after I find her, then - then what else can I ask for in my life?!

Thinking of this, I felt unconscious for no reason.

Then, I slowly looked at him.

He also looked at me, his eyes indescribable: "In the past few years, Li Er will not come alone."

“…”

"I heard that Princess Leaves was robbed."

“…”

"But you are not too worried that Li'er will be hurt or - away, because you know that the person who robbed Li'er will not hurt her and will treat her well, right?"

“…”

"Then, who is around Li'er?"

...

Who is around Li'er?

Hearing this sentence, I felt in a daze that a long-closed door was suddenly pushed open, and a figure in white clothes, spotless and spotless standing there, suddenly appeared in front of me.

Who else can be around Li Er?

Pei Yuanxiu, the prince who was only one step away from the throne, was "Young Master Yuan" who waved his sword to confront the barbarians on the grassland in Dongzhou City... He was also the person who smiled faintly in the quiet air of the inner cabinet and talked to me quietly.

It was also the person who saved my Li'er and disappeared for so many years.

Why did Qinghan mention him? Why did he mention him at this time?

Thinking of this, I looked at him more and more nervously. Qinghan asked calmly: "The person around Li'er is the prince he used to be, right?"

"Yes, it's him."

After asking and answering questions, Qinghan stopped speaking. I raised my head uneasy and looked at his flashing eyes and asked, "Why do you know him? Who told you?"

“…”

I suddenly seemed to understand something - something about Pei Yuanxiu has become a taboo in the palace. Even if Shen Gongyi wants to find something to talk with him, there is no need to talk about these past events. The only thing that can tell these things in front of him is that he is hesitant and even want to retreat.

"It was Pei Yuanzhen who told you, right?"

He didn't say anything, but his eyebrows slowly twisted into the character "Sichuan".

This time, I fully understand.

No wonder he has always been so close to me. Even when I was alone with him, it always makes people feel that they cannot get close to me. It was not my illusion, but he was hesitating.

"In fact, it's not just the eldest princess," said Qinghan Man. "I've heard of this prince for a long time. I heard that he has outstanding character, gentleness and gentleness. The student who taught at the Suanxiang Academy praised him for his outstanding moral character."

“…”

"The eldest princess told me that when everyone was embarrassed by you, he once spoke for you in public and contradicted his mother's queen; later, when he left the capital, he was alone, and the only thing he took away was the book you gave him."

“…”

"She also said that in fact, he fought for you five years ago, the battle in Dongzhou was also fought for you."

My heart suddenly sank.

Of course, I did not forget everything I had born in Dongzhou. It was just that at that time, I lost all my memory and didn't know what that person meant to appear by my side. But I just treated him as a friend. When he fought bloody battles on the city tower and used his body to resist the iron arrows for me, I knew nothing except gratitude and doubts about him.

It was not until I recovered my memory that I realized that I had always owed a debt.

A debt that is almost impossible to repay.

Thinking of this, my eyes were also a little hot and red. I took a deep breath and looked up at Qinghan: "What do you mean by saying this?"

“…”

"You are trying to say that you are not my only choice, right?"

“…”

"Do you want to say that I don't have to be you, Liu Qinghan, right?"

Qinghan was silent, the interweaving of ice and fire in his eyes almost made me feel pain when I looked at it, and my chest was also thrusting. Finally, he seemed to have made up his mind, raised his head to look at me, and said word by word: "Qingying, I am not the best."

"What?"

“I’m not the best.”

He repeated it again, his eyelashes drooped slightly and his eyes turned dark.

When I heard this, my eyebrows frowned and I suddenly understood.

Is this the reason why he has always been hesitant and indifferent to me?

Because he is the one he loves, he feels that he must be the best in the world to be worthy of him. And what he sees and knows along the way to Beijing are all royal relatives, nobles, dragons, sons and phoenixes. I can't know how much pressure he has for a fisherman from a fishing village like him, but Shen Xiaokun's words "mud legs" made him feel resentful. I can understand how much.

Thinking of this, I calmed down and said, "So, who do you think I should choose? Do you think I should choose?"

He didn't say anything, but when I said I wanted to choose "him", every rift in the deep gully between my eyebrows was almost torment, and on his pale, almost blood-colored face, he looked more melancholy.

"Qinghan, tell me, what is the best? Who can be the best?"

“…”

"I know thousands of people, but I can't match Mr. Huang in terms of appearance and character; if I have a profound knowledge, I can't match Fu Badai; if I have a great power, I can't match the supreme of the dynasty; if I have a brave martial arts, I can't match the prince of the grassland; if I have a scheming and scheming..." I paused for a moment, and a faint chill surged from the bottom of my heart. I only said half of this sentence, and then swallowed it.

"With so many of the best ones, should I choose all of them?"

“…”

"You are right. You are not the best, and he is really good. He has paid a lot for me, and even Li'er... Li'er was rescued by him at the risk of his life."

“…”

Speaking of this, I choked up a little: "I owe him too much."

Qinghan was so quiet that he almost didn't even breathe. He just looked at me like this, his eyes were as dark as eternal night.

I looked firmly at the dark pupils and slowly said, "I will be grateful for some people who are kind to me; I will repay what I owe others, and even if I have to tie a carpet in the next life, I must repay it. But there is a person who is kind to me, and I feel it is natural that I owe him. I don't want to pay it back, and I want to ask him for more, and even - I want him to give it to me for the rest of my life."

“…”

"Because, I am lazy to look back on the flowers, and I am half responsible for practicing Taoism and half responsible for you."

Qinghan opened his eyes slightly and looked at me: "Qingying."

"Qinghan, you are the one who is destined to suffer losses."

“…”

"No matter how good I want it, I don't want it."

“…”

"I just want you."

“…”

Hearing this sentence, he didn't say anything, but just looked at me for a long time, his eyes turned red, and finally slowly raised his hand and reached towards me, his voice was low and hoarse: "Come here."

I gritted my teeth and put my hand into his palm. I was immediately held tightly. With just a pull, I fell into his arms. I felt the solid and gentle chest fluctuating violently. I grabbed his clothes with force: "Qinghan."

He didn't say a word, but just hugged me hard. When his trembling lips pressed against my forehead, the hot touch seemed to have been stamped with his mark. It was his for the rest of his life.

It made me feel an urge to cry. I wrapped my hands around his thin waist and hugged him hard, as if it was the promise between me and him, and in just a moment, it would be forever.

At that moment, I really thought it was forever.

But at this time, I forgot to brand him my mark...
To be continued...