Her eyes opened wider and wider, with too much fear and panic in them, and her body started to tremble.
"No! No way!" She shook her head, "You won't..."
Lan Qinxiu knew that Qingge was smart, and he knew that Qingge had already understood, so he gently stroked her hair and sighed, "I was afraid that you would not be attentive enough to Nahanjue, so I came up with that excuse to lie to you.
Now it seems that I was wrong. No matter when, I will not let you suffer a little injustice, let alone let you suffer for me..."
"Xiu...you..." Qingge looked at him, her pretty face as pale as paper, her lips trembling violently, "How can you be so cruel?"
How could he be so cruel?
She was like a person who had been walking in hell. He gave her a ray of hope and dragged her out of hell. Just when she was working hard towards the paradise in her mind, he pushed her back with his own hands.
To hell.
How could he... be so cruel?
"Ge'er... I'm sorry..." He gently stroked her cheek, with a warm smile on his lips, "Why don't you beat me to vent your anger..."
The tears finally couldn't be held back any longer and fell heavily. She punched his shoulder hard with her fist, choking and unable to say a word.
There were no words to describe the despair in her heart at this moment. Lan Qinxiu's eyes had always been the shackles of her heart. Ever since she knew that Xiu's eyes were blinded instead of hers, she had never really smiled happily.
When Lan Qinxiu told her that he might regain his sight, her world brightened up. She thought that there was still hope for Xiu, and that he could see the world and see her.
She thought that she also had hope, that she could see Xiu happy, that she could be freed from the shackles in her heart, but... everything was just a lie he had used to coax her.
Moreover, she couldn't blame him.
Because she knew that everything he did was for her good.
He did everything for her own good, which made her hurt even more.
He should hate her, shouldn't he?
"Xiu..." She cried and fell into his arms.
"Master, Master Nahan is here." Lan Qindong, the chief guard of the Lan Qin family, came in to report.
Lan Qinxiu slowly raised his lips - this Nahanjue came so fast!
He "looked" at Qing Ge in his arms, "It seems that Young Master Nahan still hasn't escaped from the palm of our Ge'er!"
Thinking of the scene she just saw in Nahanjue's study, Qingge suddenly ignited a fire in her heart. This Nahanjue is not Xiu's savior at all. What else is she afraid of? Let her compromise for herself, and that scumbag
She can't do it!
She gritted her teeth and rushed out quickly. Under the moonlight, Na Hanjue had a slender figure, a jade-like face, porcelain white skin, narrow eyes, and enchanting body. She was incredibly beautiful.
Qing Ge rushed in front of him and slapped him with her palms, but Na Hanjue gently grabbed her wrist.
Na Hanjue looked at her, then at Xiu, who was walking slowly from Lanqin Manor, and frowned slightly, "Ge'er, why are you here in the middle of the night?"
Qingge's heart was burning, and she stared at Nahanjue with a pair of eyes brighter than the cold stars in the sky, "Why did I come here? Because I like it here! I like to cultivate! I deliberately approached you and was with you.
For cultivation! I want you to heal Xiu's eyes, otherwise what do you think? If it weren't for cultivation, I wouldn't be with you at all, I wouldn't even look at you, you are selfish and arrogant
