Yun Weiyang was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Feng Qianxi to say it so bluntly: "I think the prince may have misunderstood, Weiyang is in a good mood, so I don't bother the prince, if the prince is busy, Weiyang won't bother much, and leave." Turn around and 'want' to go.

"Yun Weiyang!" Feng Qianxi shouted to stop her.

Yun Weiyang was stunned, this seemed to be the first time Feng Qianxi called his name.

After a pause, she didn't look back: "What else is there to do with the prince?"

Feng Qianxi took two steps forward and walked in front of her, but her expression was not as cold and indifferent as before, but it seemed a little complicated and difficult to distinguish: "Why do you want to refuse people thousands of miles away, if you want to successfully get the Seven Treasure Soul Lock Tower, we still need Duanmu Ying's help."

Yun Weiyang's heart suddenly froze, he actually saw his thoughts?

"I don't know what the prince is talking about!" Feng Qianxi, what kind of person are you?

Feng Qianxi's eyes looked at her deeply, as if she was thinking about something.

After a while, the thin 'lips' opened slightly: "Yun Weiyang, you never trust anyone, you only believe in yourself, but do you know that in this world, there may be many people who are really good to you."

Really good to her?

Scold!

hooked his 'lips', and the smile on Yun Weiyang's face was a little mocking and sarcastic: "Is the prince talking about himself?"

Feng Qianxi pursed her lips and looked at her without speaking.

Yun Weiyang smiled again, but his eyes were clearly a little cold: "Whether I believe in others or myself, this has nothing to do with the prince, how I choose is my own business, even if you are His Royal Highness the King of Xiang, you have no right to ask!" With that, he strode away.

Feng Qianxi didn't catch up again, he stood quietly in place, people around him came and went, all like afterimages passing by his side, his eyes were 'colored' and he looked deeply at the slender figure who was gradually walking away, and his face was a divine light that outsiders could not read.

"Why did you become like this, are you still you, or are you not you......"

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Peach 'flower' forest in the east of the city

Yun Weiyang didn't know why she wanted to come here, but she arrived unconsciously as she walked, as if something was pulling her so involuntarily.

In the cold March of spring, the peach "flowers" of the peach "flower" forest have already opened for the first time, the trees are full of "flowers" like brocade, and the "flowers" petals are dancing in the air with "waves" and "waves", which looks like a pink "color" butterfly fluttering one by one.

I don't know how Ziling Little Broken Butterfly is doing now, it should have found Forgotten Dust, right?

There are a lot of "flower" people in the peach "flower" forest, they either bring their families with their mouths, or men and women in pairs, or three or four friends together to "chant" poems and talk about wine, and it is a harmonious and happy scene.

Are you alone?

"You never trust anyone, you only believe in your own ......", Feng Qianxi's words seemed to echo in his ears again.

"Believe, huh!" She once believed it, but as a result, not only was she injured completely, but she also caused her adoptive father and adoptive mother to die tragically, so why should she believe it?

She can live without heart and lungs, she can be happy and sad without fear, and she can do everything she wants to do according to her heart, but the word 'believe' has long disappeared from her life, from the moment she opened her eyes at the bottom of the cliff.

Feng Qianxi, what about you, what is your secret?