Han Qiancheng was in a state of confusion. He also regretted, blamed himself, and hated his bastard behavior, but it was hard to recover, and it was useless to say anything now.
When Feng Changling saw that he was silent, it was as if he had punched cotton with his fist. He was too lazy to argue with him anymore and said, "She doesn't want to see you now, so you'd better leave."
Han Qiancheng raised his eyes and looked at him: "Are you afraid that you have forgotten whose territory this is?"
He ignored Feng Changling's persuasion and raised his foot to go in.
Feng Changling knew that he couldn't stop him, so he reached out and held his arm and said: "If you don't want to lose her, don't do anything that will chill her, otherwise you will regret it. This is my last advice to you.
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With that said, he let go of his hand, turned around and walked away.
Han Qiancheng stood there stunned for a while, and then walked in with an uneasy heart. He saw Bi Tao also there, wiping Yan Ruoling's hands.
Hearing the noise, she turned around and saw Han Qiancheng. She quickly stood up and greeted him, calling out: "Young Master."
Han Qiancheng's eyes fell on Yan Ruoling and saw that she had her eyes closed and her face was pale and bloodless.
He was startled and asked quickly: "What happened to her?"
Bitao said: "The princess had a high fever last night, and the fever only subsided this morning, but she hasn't woken up yet and cannot live without others."
Hearing these words, Han Qiancheng was so heartbroken that he was about to die. He waved his hand and said, "You should step back first. I'll just guard her."
Bi Tao responded obediently and retreated.
Han Qiancheng picked up the wet handkerchief and wiped Yan Ruoling's face, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the marks he left on her neck.
He remembered what happened yesterday. At that time, he completely lost his mind and his movements were not gentle at all. He remembered that she cried very fiercely and said that she was in pain.
But what about him? Thinking of this, he wanted to give himself a slap.
Han Qiancheng pinched the handkerchief in his hand and looked at Yan Ruoling, who was still sleeping. Even though she was asleep, her brows were still furrowed.
He held her hand and said in a low voice close to his face: "I'm sorry, Ling'er, I'm sorry, can you forgive me?"
When Yan Ruoling heard the voice, she woke up in a daze. When she opened her heavy eyes, she saw Han Qiancheng's enlarged face. Half of his face was bruised and there was blood on the corners of his lips.
She was in a trance, seeming to have forgotten all the unpleasant things that happened with him. She couldn't help but reached out and touched his face and asked: "Brother Han, what happened to your face? Did you fight with someone else?"
When Han Qiancheng heard this, Brother Han was shocked. He was ecstatic and uncontrollably stretched out his arms to hug her and said, "Ling'er, you still care about me, don't you?"
With one sentence, Yan Ruoling, who was deep in the mist, suddenly woke up. She suddenly stretched out her hand and pushed him as if she was crazy and said: "Don't touch me, don't touch me."
Han Qiancheng was pushed away by him. Looking at her expression of resistance, he realized that she was the one who was confused. His heart suddenly hit rock bottom and he was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe.
His eyes were blurred, and he looked at Yan Ruoling, who looked at him like a snake and a scorpion, and said, "Okay, I won't touch you, so don't get excited."
Yan Ruoling curled up and leaned in the corner. She lowered her head and didn't look at him or speak.
After a moment of silence, Han Qiancheng finally couldn't help but said, "Are you... feeling better? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Yan Ruoling slowly raised her head and looked at him and said, "Please, please let me go."
The fire in Han Qiancheng's eyes burst out again. He tried his best to suppress it and asked her: "Let you go? How do you want me to let you go?"
Yan Ruoling said: "You locked me and my brother and the others together. You can kill or cut them up as you please. I just ask you to stop torturing me."
Han Qiancheng clenched his hands and his whole body was trembling. He stood up suddenly and said, "No way, I will not let you go, and you will never leave me."