[69 Book Bar - www.] Yue'er walked up to Ling Feng and complained: "Brother, why did you go out for so long without writing a letter to your family? Do you know that my father and I are very worried about you.
" Crystal tears fell from the corners of his eyes as he spoke.
Yue'er was wearing thin clothes and a blue windbreaker. She seemed to have just gotten out of bed. Her body looked very thin. It's no wonder she was only sixteen years old. Ling Feng helped Yue'er
He touched the tears at the corners of his eyes, smiled slightly and said, "I'm back now, aren't I? You're crying no matter what."
Yue'er blinked her big watery eyes, pouted and said softly: "Brother, you lied to me. You said you would write a letter back after arriving in Suzhou. You also said you would come back to see me, but you broke your promise.
, if you don’t come back, I will go to Suzhou to find you.”
Ling Feng covered it up and said, "Yue'er, I know you miss your brother very much. In fact, I miss you too. If I hadn't been busy with official duties outside, I would have come back a long time ago."
Yue'er tilted her head and asked dubiously: "Is that really because of this? Well, just for the sake of your coming back, I, my sister, won't blame you for now." She coughed lightly as she said that.
After a few sounds, that delicate body seemed to be able to fall over if the wind blew it.
Ling Feng said hurriedly: "Yue'er, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
Qiao'er stepped forward and said: "Sir, Miss, she was caught in the rain a few days ago and fell ill. She has never recovered."
"Sick? Qiao'er, Yue'er, why didn't you tell me earlier that she was sick?" Ling Feng turned to look at Yue'er and said, "You haven't recovered from your illness, why did you get out of bed? Really, you
Just tell me and I can go see you directly."
"Brother, don't blame Qiao'er. It's me who insisted on coming down to see you. I've told her from a long time ago that whenever she sees you coming back, brother, she should come and notify me as soon as possible." Yue'er smiled softly and said faintly: "
Besides, brother, you have been away for half a year and have not come back yet. How can I let you come to see me in person?"
"Fool, stop talking nonsense. Let's go. I'll carry you back to your room." After saying that, Ling Feng picked up Yue'er and said to Qiao'er, "Where is Miss's room? Take me there." "Yes."
, Young Master." Qiaoer walked in front and led the way.
Yue'er looked at Ling Feng with some confusion and asked, "Brother, you haven't forgotten where my room is after you've only been out for half a year, right?"
"How could that happen?" Ling Feng smiled dryly and said, "I was just thinking that Shangshu Mansion is so big, if you don't like it one day, I'll find another place to live."
Yue'er shook her head and said firmly: "Yue'er will never change places in this life, because you, brother, carefully designed that room for me. There are many beautiful memories there, which Yue'er can never give up in her whole life.
.”
Yue'er looked at Ling Feng with firm eyes. That firmness seemed to be something that would never be shaken. There must have been many beautiful memories in that room. It seemed that Liang Wentian was actually not a cold-blooded person, but rather
A very passionate person, what happened to him? It would lead him to a completely different path.
Ling Feng hugged Yue'er and continued to walk forward. A sweet smile appeared on Yue'er's face. The smile was very natural, just like a child who had eaten honey. She raised her head and said innocently: "Brother, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
I have never been hugged like this before, I really miss this feeling."
Ling Feng smiled slightly and didn't say anything. He continued to walk forward with her in his arms. When he walked through the corridor and came to a unique house, the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus hit his nostrils and what he saw was a tall tree.
The sweet-scented osmanthus tree was covered with red prayer charms. It seemed that this tree also had a different meaning. Qiaoer opened the door and whispered: "Sir, please come in."
Ling Feng walked in with Yue'er in his arms. He did not forget to say a word of concern: "Qiao'er, remember to go back and apply some medicine."
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Qiao'er." After saying that, Qiao'er closed the door.
Ling Feng put Yue'er on the bed, and then put a pillow behind her back for her to lean on. Yue'er smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you, brother."
The room was filled with the fresh scent of sandalwood. The furnishings in the room were neat and clear, giving people a different feeling. There was a rabbit carved from wood beside the bed. Ling Feng took it in his hand and looked at it.
The carving is so lifelike that it is almost indistinguishable from the real thing.
Just when Ling Feng was lost in thought, Yue'er suddenly snatched the rabbit away, hugged it tightly, and said softly: "Brother, can you carve one for me when you have time?"
Ling Feng looked at Yue'er with some confusion and thought deeply: "Did Liang Wentian carve this wooden rabbit himself? If it was him, then he is too talented."
Yue'er continued: "Brother, do you know? In the past six months since you left, I have always missed you. Originally, I wanted to go to Suzhou with Qiao'er to find you, but my father did not allow me to go, and said that my daughter
It’s not suitable to go out, so I haven’t been there, but fortunately I have this rabbit you carved to accompany me, and every night I hold this little rabbit in my arms so I can sleep peacefully.”
Looking at Yue'er talking to herself, her expression was like a blooming flower,
Ling Feng couldn't help but think deeply: "It seems that the brother-sister relationship between Yue'er and Liang Wentian is quite deep. If she knew that her brother had been killed by Han Huawu, the current Liang Wentian is just my resurrected corpse.
A shelter, will she be so sad that she dies? Alas! Let all this become an eternal secret. Liang Wentian, if you have a spirit in heaven, please rest assured that I, Ling Feng, will definitely work hard to play this role well. Continue
Be her brother and protect her."
Yue'er interrupted Ling Feng's thoughts, frowned and asked: "Brother, what are you thinking about? Why haven't you said anything?"
Ling Feng quickly came to his senses and said: "It's nothing."
Yue'er said softly: "Brother, don't lie to me, I know what you are thinking."
Ling Feng stared at Yue'er's eyes with some surprise. Could it be that she was not good at reading minds, so he asked in confusion: "You, you know what I am thinking?"
Yue'er said slightly: "Actually, I saw it just now. You were secretly looking at the painting. Did you think of her again?"
"I..." Yue'er held Ling Feng's hand and said, "Brother, I know you feel sad, but she is so cruel to you, why do you bother to forget her? She doesn't deserve what you do."
"She? Could it be that the woman Yue'er mentioned is the woman in the painting painted by Liang Wentian." Ling Feng didn't say anything. He wanted to hear Yue'er continue to speak.
Yue'er continued: "Brother, don't think that because Yue'er is young, you think that I don't know anything. In fact, I know everything. The reason why you were determined to leave Bianjing was because of her. You were unwilling to leave Bianjing City."
The capital is also because of her, because you can't forget her in your heart, even if you listened to your father and married a young lady from the Zhen family, you have never forgotten her."