The tears at Feng Ling's eyes made him feel a little irritated.
But I felt a little guilty.
But he didn't know how to express his comforting words.
Not used to it.
Finally, Feng Yexuan just said lightly: "There is nothing, don't think too much."
"Ye Xuan, let's go back." Feng Ling suddenly hugged his arm.
Feeling that he subconsciously wanted to push himself away again, this time, Feng Ling hugged him tightly and said he was unwilling to let go.
"Ye Xuan, I'm scared, I'm really scared."
"What are you afraid of?" Feng Yexuan looked at the girl leaning on his arm, but the figure in the dream lake flew across his heart.
Feng Ling's voice was a little floating, as if it was very far away, and as if it was very close.
He couldn't hear it very clearly.
"I'm afraid, I'm afraid that if you really have someone else in your heart, she is better than me in everything, and she is better than me in everything."
"Ye Xuan, I am just a weak woman. I don't know anything. I just want to follow you, serve you well, and guard you for the rest of my life."
"I can't marches and fight, I can't plan and guide the country, I can't even get along with others, and I won't have much reason to deal with people."
"I don't know how to call the wind and rain, and I won't handle a good relationship with those men... I don't know anything. Do you don't like me anymore?"
Handle relationships with those men...
Feng Yexuan suddenly thought of Chu Qianli and other men together in his mind.
They talk and laugh, fight and make intimate...
His palms tensed for a moment.
"I don't need you to handle your relationship with anyone." He said coldly, with a little displeasure hidden in his voice.
But Feng Ling knew that these displeasures were not for her.
Finally, he achieved his goal and reminded him of what kind of woman Chu Qianli was.
She breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at him, still with tears in her eyes: "But I really can't do anything..."
"You are very good, there is no need to learn from anyone." Feng Yexuan hugged her hands on his arms and gently pushed them away.
"It's very late, go back to rest early, and there are still many things to deal with tomorrow."
Feng Ling knew where his bottom line was and asked herself to go back again and again. If she still wanted to die, he would be really bored.
She finally knows how to advance and retreat in moderation, otherwise, how could Ye Xuan always like her?
Feng Ling nodded: "I understand. If you let me go, I will leave. I will listen to you whatever you want me to do."
She stood up, wiped her tears, and looked up at him and smiled: "I'm too presumptuous tonight. Ye Xuan, don't be angry, I will be good in the future, and I will listen to you."
"I'll go back and rest, you'll take a break early, I'll serve you tomorrow."
She didn't bother tonight and left soon.
Feng Yexuan sat down beside the bed, looking at the empty room without any sleepiness.
Feng Ling is obviously so good, gentle and well-behaved, and is the type that all men like the most.
But why is his heart so chaotic recently?
Could it be that like that woman with a sensual and unrestrained love, he was also a man who was indifferent to his heart?
But at this moment, he really wanted to see what the woman was doing.
I must be still studying medicinal materials, and I will definitely not sleep all night tonight.
There is also the matter of praying for tomorrow's festival...
She was really busy, so busy that she didn't even have time to drink water.
Perhaps, only people like him and Feng Ling will be confused about love.
A dead woman... has the world in mind, so where can she have extra thoughts to think about what kind of love between men and women?
Feng Yexuan laughed at himself, finally stood up and walked out the door.
(End of this chapter) This chapter has been completed!