Wen Qiyu suddenly panicked. He patted Qingcheng's back and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"
Qingcheng cried with pear blossoms in the rain. She pulled Wen Qiyu and said, "I'll save you."
Wen Qiyu held her hand and said, "Your Majesty is just angry for a moment and won't do anything to me. Don't worry, I'll be fine."
Qingcheng said, "How could it be okay? The regent's request to see His Majesty was rejected, and he also said that if he wanted to intercede for you, don't recognize him as your uncle.
Your Majesty is really angry, he will not let you go, I will rescue you."
She came to see him just to save him. She couldn't just watch something happen to him.
Wen Qiyu stopped her and said, "Have you ever thought about the consequences if you rescue me? If you do this, you will implicate the regent and the others."
Qingcheng didn't think so much, she just wanted to rescue him, but as Wen Qiyu said, if she really robbed the prison, the regent and the others would be implicated.
Qingcheng was at a loss and asked, crying, "What should I do? What can I do to save you?"
Wen Qiyu wiped her tears and said, "What are you doing to save me? You don't like me, so you might as well let me die."
Qingcheng hugged his neck, hugged him tightly, and said in a crying voice: "I like you, and I don't want you to die."
The corners of Wen Qiyu's lips moved slightly, and he stiffened his body and said in a low voice with a hint of grievance: "You don't have to pity me."
Qingcheng kept shaking her head, she let go and looked into his eyes: "I'm not pitying you, what I said is true. I want to leave because you want to marry the fifth princess, and I don't want you to marry anyone else.
But I feel like I’m not good enough for you, so I don’t know what else to do except run away?”
Wen Qiyu took her hand, pressed it against her forehead and asked, "Why do you think you are not worthy of me? Because I was granted the title of Prime Minister?"
Qingcheng sniffed and said: "Because you are so good, so good that it makes me feel unreal. I hate men because I feel that men don't have any good things, but you are different.
At first, I thought you were a frivolous person, but as we got along slowly, I found that you are a gentleman.
You won't deceive me, use me, and you won't hurt me. I feel at ease with you, and I even have fewer nightmares.
But I am still afraid, afraid that all this is fake. I have given my sincerity, but was trampled on by others.
I don’t dare to be tempted anymore, I don’t dare to like others, but I can’t control it.”
Qingcheng really didn't dare, because the memory of the past was too painful, but things like heartbeat were beyond her control.
While she told herself that she couldn't fall in love with someone else again, she couldn't help but fall in love with him.
It was a kind of torture, like two people tearing her apart.
Wen Qiyu reached out and touched her face and said, "I have never asked you before, what happened to you before you entered the Palace of Fire? Why do you hate men so much?
I don’t ask because I don’t want to know, but because I want to wait for you to open up and tell me. Can you tell me now?”
Qingcheng nodded and whispered: "My name is not Qingcheng, my name is Chen Caihe. Before I entered the Palace of Fire, I was just an ordinary woman living in Taoyuan Village.
I had a childhood sweetheart who I married to my fiancé, who was a scholar. Later, my family suffered a disaster and my parents died, so my fiancé took me into his home to take care of me.