Chapter Thirty-Eight: Who's Sorry for Whom
Outside the door, only Mo Feng was waiting here, and when he saw Qinglian coming out safely and soundly, his eyes, which were like spring water all the time, lit up in an instant.
He hurried up to her, and after carefully observing her face and showing no discomfort, he hugged her very happily.
"Qinglian, you scared me out just now! How could you faint all of a sudden? Did the immortals say anything to you? Could it be that the weather is getting cooler today and you accidentally contracted a wind chill? β
He snuggled over her shoulder and asked, wrapping his arms around her, not strong, but still strong.
If it was an hour ago, Qinglian would definitely be full of joy and tired of being coquettish in his arms at this time, enjoying his rare care, but now that she has recovered her memory, she no longer has those ambiguous feelings in her heart, and all that is left is guilt.
For the first time, she didn't pounce and then pushed away his embrace, a little unbearable to look into his eyes, lowered her long eyelashes to cover all her feelings, and said coldly: "Mo Feng, I have something to say to you, you follow me to my room." β
Mo Feng, who was pushed away, was a little stunned, after hearing Qinglian's tone, he felt strange in his heart, his outstretched arms were still in a posture of hugging and stopped in mid-air, and the autumn wind blew through and only felt that his chest was cold and swishing.
Qinglian turned around and left, not wanting to see his injured expression, and after a while, the sound of his footsteps following was heard in his ears.
After closing the door, Qinglian took a deep breath with her back to Mo Feng, who was standing in the room, and slowly turned around.
"After fainting just now, I remembered something... Whether you believe it or not, I want to tell you about me."
Mo Feng didn't speak, quietly walked to the table and sat down, poured himself a cup of tea for himself, and then turned his head to smile at her, the smile was still as comfortable and relaxing as the spring breeze, and then said, "Come here and sit down, I guess you will tell a long story." β
Qinglian hesitated for a moment, and walked to the opposite of him, although it was face to face, there was a whole table between the two, which was a polite but distant position. Seeing her like this, the look in Mo Feng's eyes still dimmed, but in the end, he didn't say anything, just lowered his head and took a sip of tea, while hiding his face.
"It's true that what I'm going to tell next will sound like a story to ordinary people, and even think it's absurd, but even so, I'm going to say it."
"Just after fainting, I remembered the events of my previous lifeγ»γ»γ»γ»γ» I was a green lotus in front of the Buddha in my previous life, and I was reincarnated as a human in this life to find the ink carp that had accompanied me countless times back then. When he entered the samsara a thousand years ago, he promised me that he would come back, but after a thousand years, I didn't wait for him. β
"In order to find him, I begged the Buddha to send me back to his side, and my Buddha was merciful, and he finally promised to help me protect the memory of my previous life, telling me that as long as I see the ink carp again, my memory will be awakened."
"Yes, you also saw it today, and the ink carp is your brother Merlin. I'm sorry I mistook you for him when I didn't regain my memory, because your aura really resembles his. β
Qinglian finished explaining in one breath without stopping, and finally looked directly at Mo Feng's face and sincerely apologized, although she knew that she couldn't be forgiven so lightly.
Mo Feng listened quietly, his bony fingers rubbed the edge of the teacup, and after a while, he looked up and said to Qinglian: "If you have a crush on the eldest brother, you can say it directly, why bother with such absurd excuses." β
Qinglian was stunned and hurriedly explained: "No, what I just said is true..."
But before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Mo Feng's mocking laughter: "Heh! Who doesn't know that Miss Qinglian in Shuangyan City of Mo Kingdom has loved men since she was a child, is it possible that you want to say that the aura of those people you have pursued is like my imperial brother? Miss Qinglian, don't laugh! If you are tired of me, you can say it directly, such nonsense and humiliation of me, but if you want to humiliate my imperial brother, I will never forgive you! β
After speaking, Mo Feng got up and went out of the room without looking back, and the wind rose between the doors that had been vigorously slammed, and rushed towards Qinglian, with a faint fragrance that belonged to him.
Qinglian sat in the room, looking at the swaying door panel, until the slender body in the courtyard disappeared.
She withdrew her gaze and looked at the cup he had used to drink tea on the opposite side of the table, and muttered, "Well, forget it, it's okay to be misunderstood... If he hates me, he won't be too upset..."
There is a small garden on the way to the room with a small rockery in the garden. Mo Feng, who had opened the servants, stood alone in front of the rockery at this time, full of anger that could not be concealed. Eventually, he couldn't take it anymore and turned around and punched the stone at his side. This punch was extremely forceful, and the huge stone actually cracked!
It seemed that because of the suffocation in the chest of this punch, the ink wind kept moving, and more than a dozen punches bombarded it, and finally only heard a "click", and the stone finally couldn't withstand his strength, and the cracks were all over the ground after being shattered to the extreme.
Mo Feng's anger dissipated, his strength was used up, he sat down on the ground softly, his two fists were already bloody, but he didn't seem to know, his two eyes stared at the lotus flower in the small pond in front of him in a daze.
It wasn't that he didn't believe Qinglian's explanation, after all, the immortals didn't let themselves get close to her when she fainted, and he felt abnormal at that time. After listening to her explanation just now, he didn't have the slightest intention of refuting. But he was angry because of this, why should he accept her explanation? Why should he take everything for granted? He was the one who discovered her first, so why was he the one who wanted to let go in the end?
Growing up so far, he has never lost his mind like he did just now, so that he said such mean words to Qinglian. Although he had only been with her for a few days, he had already understood in his heart that Qinglian was not as unbearable as rumored outside, on the contrary, she was simple and straightforward, with a free and easy feeling that most women in this world did not have.
After he was attracted by her truth, she didn't change her face and told him, I'm sorry, she recognized the wrong person.
He didn't hate Qinglian, what was full of his heart at the moment was actually resentment towards his imperial brother, he never thought that one day he would actually resent the imperial brother who he admired like a god.
But now he sat on the ground, and all that was swirling in his mind was-
Why did he come here?
Why did he appear in front of her?
Why did he take her away from himself?
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Since he was a child, he knew that he was inferior to his royal brother, so he didn't fight or grab, and all good things were naturally given to the other party first. But this time, he didn't want to let it go, and he wouldn't let it again.
Mo Feng clenched his fists that were still bloody, and his empty eyes gradually became bright again, yes, they just knew each other in their previous lives, and she was the first person to know her in this life! He doesn't have a chance to win!
Then, as if suddenly realizing what he was thinking, Mo Feng was stunned, and it took a long time before he slowly laughed.
His smile is still as warm as a spring breeze, but compared to his situation at this time, it feels a little weird. But now that there is no one around, naturally no one will see it, and no one will hear the words he muttered next and almost dissipated into the wind.
"Qinglian, I've been so affectionate to you... If you do anything excessive in the future...