Murong Jue's face was cold, and there was deep pain in his long and narrow eyes. He shouted sadly: "Why doesn't she listen? Why doesn't she believe it? Why..."
"She is Leng Wuxin, not your Ye Qingcheng!" Murong Zhan knew that he must be thinking of Ye Qingcheng. Only the imperial sister-in-law who had been dead for many years could make this man physically and mentally rejuvenated!
"She is! She is, she is punishing me, she is trying to make my life worse than death!" Murong Jue roared, the sound was deafening, and the sound hit Murong Zhan's heart...
No one in this world knows her better than him, even if her face is different, even if her eyes are different, even if he can't find any evidence to prove that she is her, he knows it in his heart, better than anyone else!
Murong Zhan was speechless and could only look at the white-haired man in front of him, immersed in sorrow and unable to extricate himself. He wanted to help him, but it seemed that he was powerless!
Murong Jue looked at the silent imperial brother, his expression told him that he thought he was crazy!
If he could, he would go crazy. If he could, he would rather forget her presence in his life, but he couldn't bear it. The short-term happiness they had together made him not want to forget it until his death...
"Do you still want me to say that I don't understand her? Do you still think that I don't care about her?" Murong Jue asked again. He would rather give up the world than make her frown, but all the misses and grievances are because he didn't do it back then.
Being able to completely let go of his hatred, he knew that his mistakes were unforgivable, but he didn't mean it, and he didn't really want to hurt her. Why did she reject all his love?
Murong Zhan was already shocked by his expression and words. He could only look at him without saying a word. Even his purpose of coming back today was completely gone...
The conversation between the two brothers was related to each other's emotions, but Murong Zhan's initial love for Leng Wuxin seemed insignificant between Murong Jue and Ye Qingcheng's deep love!
Leng Wuxin! Ye Qingcheng... How can they be the same person? Even if their faces can change, how can we explain those strange eyes?
But seeing his royal brother being so determined, his heart began to waver!
And the woman they were talking about was still in their world at this moment, even if it was short-lived, she was still there...
As the night went on, Leng Wuxin planned to go to Ye Mansion in person tonight. The news he got in the past few days was very vague and of no value!
"I'll go with you!" Shen Yi said. Although she was superior to him in martial arts, it would be extremely dangerous if there was no one around to protect her when the poison broke out.
"No, you take good care of Qingcheng, I'll be right back!" Leng Wuxin had already changed his clothes, with the phoenix tail glass mask covering half of his face.
"Xin'er..." Shen Yi called her when he saw her walking to the door and about to lift the curtain. His soft voice contained his care for her.
"What's wrong?" Leng Wuxin turned around and looked at him, waiting for him to finish what he wanted to say.
"You have to be careful, I'll wait for you to come back!" Shen Yi looked directly into her eyes and said, his simple words full of profound meaning.
Leng Wuxin stared at him for a few seconds, nodded and left...
The Imperial City was very quiet at night, and the bustling bustle of the day had completely disappeared at this time.
Leng Wuxin flew all the way to the roof, and the ethereal performance of her agility and agility made her arrive at the inner garden of the Ye Mansion in no time.
When she arrived at the general's residence, the lights in most of the rooms had been extinguished, and everyone should have gone to bed at this time.
Leng Wuxin hadn't come to see Ye Feng for a while, so as soon as she arrived at the General's Mansion, she walked to the garden where he lived.
She looked at the unlit room in front of her, knowing that the little guy was asleep, her dark eyes filled with a soft light.
Leng Wuxin quietly pushed the door open and entered. When she got to the couch, she sat down. Looking at her child who was growing up and healthy, she felt extremely peaceful!
She raised her bare hand and caressed Ye Feng. This little face was very similar to Ye Yunmo's when she was a child, which made her think back to her childhood...
The corners of Leng Wuxin's mouth curved into a smile unconsciously. There was no sadness or bitterness, it was a pure smile!
She slid over his face one by one, each touch carrying the gentleness and warmth of maternal love. Perhaps such a touch was too gentle, making the little guy want to wake up from his dream and see who was next to him.
His bright black eyes were as bright as stars. When he opened his eyes and looked at Leng Wuxin beside the couch, the woman also smiled and asked softly: "Are you awake?"
Ye Feng didn't know her, so he frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
The little guy's dialogue was the same as last time. Leng Wuxin's smile deepened and he said: "I am aunt, don't you remember?"
Ye Feng sat up, her face reflected in his clear eyes, but it was not the appearance he saw last time.
Most of this face was covered by the mask, but the other half did not look like his aunt.
The little guy stared at her for a long time, then pouted and said: "You are not my aunt, aunt is not like this..."
His words made Leng Wuxin's eyes stagnant, and it took him a few seconds to realize that he didn't have sex tonight!
"Feng'er, do you still remember the story my aunt told you last time when she came to see you?" Leng Wuxin asked softly, not giving up and continuing to stay because of his current little resistance.
"Remember, my aunt said that this is a secret between me and her, and no one else knows about it!" Ye Feng is still a child after all, and his tone of voice is childish and romantic.
Leng Wuxin was touched by his pure appearance at this moment. She smiled and said: "Once upon a time, there lived a beautiful girl on a very high snow mountain. She had no heart, so she couldn't feel anything.
Sad and lonely, unable to feel the warmth and cold, it was not until a thousand years later that she met the "person with a heart". He taught the girl a lot of things, and even made her realize what love is and what warmth is. Maybe it was the two of them together.
As time went by, the girl gradually became "careful". But at that time, the "careful man" never came to see her again. It turned out that he was sick and very seriously ill. All the doctors in the town said they could not cure him.
, unless someone is willing to give him his heart..." Leng Wuxin said slowly, his eyes gradually became distant, and although Ye Feng was still young, he listened very seriously.
"What happened next?" The little guy was fascinated, wanting to know what the outcome would be. At this moment, he didn't care whether the woman in front of him was his aunt.
Leng Wuxin still twitched her lips, and there was a trace of pain in her smile. She said: "Of course the girl was not willing to let him die, so she gave her heart to him. From then on, she became Wuxin again, living alone on the snow mountain.