At this time, the study room of the General's Mansion was still brightly lit, but the courtyard of the Southern Qing Dynasty was extremely quiet.

Lian Fuyin sat in front of the bookcase, holding the scroll, and stroked his brows a little tiredly.

“……”

In the quiet courtyard, a slight noise suddenly came.

Nanyan, who was hidden in the shadows, frowned, coldness flashed in his eyes, and he was about to make a move, but was stopped by Lian Fuyin.

Lian Fuyin's eyes lowered slightly, and he waved his hand at him, and then spoke softly.

"Since you're here, come in!"

The man outside the door hesitated a little and pushed the door in.

"Fuyin ......"

Ye Qingyi stood in front of the desk and cut her hair a little nervously.

But she looked at him still with that indifferent look, and her heart ...... It's getting heavier and heavier.

Lian Fuyin put down what he was holding and folded his hands on his legs.

Even though he was in the bedroom, the man was still gentle and graceful.

"I know your intentions, but I don't like you."

Lian Fuyin opened his mouth and said words of rejection from his mouth without mercy.

"I know, Fukure...... But...... Why can't you give me a chance? Maybe ......"

Ye Qingyi's eyes were sour, but she still wanted to struggle.

After so long, she has already seen that this man has no affection for her.

But she was unwilling and unwilling to give up......

"I have someone I like!"

Looking at the woman's unbelievable eyes, Lian Fuyin's gaze was firm and unbiased.

"I have someone I like, light clothes ......"

"Impossible! I don't believe it! ”

Tears fell suddenly, and Ye Qingyi softened her legs.

"Fuyin, don't lie to me, I don't believe it! Since you were a child, except for Chu'er, there have never been other women around you, how can you like others? ”

Ye Qingyi stepped forward excitedly to grab him, but suddenly saw the painting on the desk.

“……”

There was a sudden moment of dullness in the air, Ye Qingyi rubbed his eyes, and he couldn't believe it.

"You...... You're ......"

It was as if a muffled thunder hit her heart, making her tremble and speechless for a long time.

Ye Qingyi's eyes widened, and he picked up the painting with some trembling.

"You ......"

"Now you believe it? Qingyi, I won't marry you, and I won't like you. ”

Seeing her pick up the painting, she stiffened, closed her eyes, and sighed helplessly.

"Qingyi, don't spend your senseless thoughts on me, and don't delay yourself."

Ye Qingyi didn't hear his words clearly at all, she held this painting, and her heart was full of horror.

"Fuyin, how can this be, you ......"

She couldn't believe it, but at this time, it seemed that all the words had lost their meaning.

"What I want to do, there's nothing I can't do!"

He is still like that, always speaking with the appearance of a humble gentleman, speaking strong words.

"Qingyi, our two families are on good terms, not on the premise of family marriage.

I have never promised you anything, nor have I ever taken our relationship lightly. ”

Lian Fuyin took the painting from her hand with a calm expression.

"We do have affection for each other, but it's friendship, it's between brothers and sisters, not between men and women."

Lian Fuyin looked at her with tears on her face and sighed secretly.

"Do you understand?"

Ye Qingyi sniffed and wrung his hands a little confused.

"I understand, Fuyin...... Either way, I'm behind you...... I ......"

Whether she understands it or not, there is only one way for her to go, and that is to support him.

She doesn't want to do those things that are "hated because of love" and "full of jealousy", that would be too ugly.