At this time, the village was still as quiet as it was yesterday.
It is now evening, and all the fishing farmers have collected their nets and returned home.
Standing quietly on the hill, she could see the smoke rising from the farmers' homes. Such quiet days were what she had longed for.
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Isn’t this an inevitable helplessness in life? [
She can live quietly, but the prerequisite is that she must make herself strong. Otherwise, how can she live the life she wants if she doesn't even have the power to protect herself?
Feeling the movement behind her, Luo Qingyue concentrated her mind. Her eyes were like autumn water, looking at Muguo Village without any waves.
It's been a night and a day, and the one who sucks human blood hasn't appeared yet.
She was not in a hurry. Sometimes, stopping with silence was the best psychological tactic.
Now, Luo Qingyue, the others, and the group that sucked human blood are like a spring, you pull and I grab, you stretch and I grab, each guarding the power in their hands.
Just waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity for them to explode with strength.
"Qingyue
"Your Highness, what's the matter?" Luo Qingyue responded without moving, still staring in the direction of Muguo Village.
Yun Huanchen slowly stretched out his hand, trying to wrap his arms around Luo Qingyue's shoulders.
A chill flashed through Luo Qingyue's eyes, and she avoided Yun Huanchen's movements with ease. She frowned and said, "Your Highness, men and women cannot be intimate with each other!"
She didn't care whether men and women were intimate or not, but it seemed that women in ancient times valued this very much.
And this sentence seems to be very useful for men as well.
In this case, why not tell her?
Yun Huanchen's hand stagnated slightly, and the outstretched hand was frozen in mid-air. It didn't matter if he put it down, or if he didn't put it down.
"Qingyue, I have been really worried about you for more than half a year." When he pulled back his hand, Yun Huanchen's expression was not very good, but there was no trace of blame or anger, only concern and distress.
Luo Qingyue's frown deepened, but her expression remained as calm as water, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness, Qingyue cannot bear it."
Her words undoubtedly told Yun Huanchen clearly that there was nothing between them except friends, and it was best to keep a distance, otherwise they might not even be friends.
Yun Huanchen's breath was suffocated, and there was a beating pain in his heart, "Qingyue, I just want to care about you and love you. I have no other intentions."
Luo Qingyue sighed heavily in her heart, Yun Huanchen didn't want the things he had obtained, but he regretted it only when he lost them.[