Song Qinghuan looked at him blankly, Xing'er's slightly round eyes were full of sadness, she smiled bitterly and said: "Sure enough, you really like sister Chuyao..."
"do not talk!"
Ji Jingheng gritted his teeth: "Shut up!"
After saying that, he realized that he was not in the right mood. He was afraid that his feelings had been exposed. He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He opened his mouth and wanted to remedy it: "Princess Qinghuan, I don't understand what you are talking about. I don't understand at all." I like Yun Chuyao, but I don’t like you either!"
"Retribution, this is all retribution."
Song Qinghuan did not listen to his words. Instead, she was stunned and murmured in a low voice: "I dare not refuse the Queen, so I can only attack Sister Chuyao. I never thought that in the end, it would be Sister Chuyao who took away the child." I killed the person I love most, retribution, this is really retribution, I deserve it, I deserve it."
"S-stop talking!" Ji Jingheng said anxiously, "I really don't like Yun Chuyao!"
"Do you dare to swear!"
Song Qinghuan raised her head suddenly, her black eyes were astonishingly bright, and she said word by word: "You said you don't like her, do you dare to swear? As long as you have any feelings for her, you will never be able to cultivate with her. Zhengguo’s kind of poisonous oath! Do you dare!"
Ji Jingheng's pupils shrank!
No! Can't swear!
He shook his head instinctively and took a step back.
What else doesn’t Song Qinghuan understand?
She smiled even more miserably and bitterly, as if she had suffered the biggest blow in her life, and said painfully: "Why, why am I so stupid, why do I think we are in love? The person you like is obviously Yun Chu Yao!"
Ji Jingheng's face turned pale.
He's a little panicked now. Song Qinghuan shouldn't ask him if he's ever liked her again, right? You won't force him to swear, right?
"How could I think so..."
Song Qinghuan shook his head and shed tears. He could only question himself over and over again, embarrass himself, and murmured: "What should I do? What should I do?"
yes.
What should she do?
Ji Jingheng felt extremely guilty. She used to like Song Qinghuan, and Song Qinghuan also liked herself. She was not stupid. Of course she felt that she and she were in love, but he suddenly fell in love with her and left her alone in his infatuation. It's really immoral.
But at this time, the news about his "late night meeting" with her spread out again. What should she, a girl, do?
If she had never liked her, and she didn't think they were in love, would she still stand up and clarify for herself regardless of her reputation? If she didn't help herself, would she still have to face such a dilemma?
It's his fault, he admits it.
But the person he likes is Yun Chuyao, so how could he ask to marry Song Qinghuan out of responsibility? This is not fair to myself, nor is it fair to Song Qinghuan.
Ji Jingheng felt a little guilty.
His thoughts were always obvious, how could Song Qinghuan not see it? Seeing that he believed her words and felt guilty about herself, she gave up and wiped her tears and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Ji, I've made you laugh again."
"Don't worry," she said, "I didn't mean to blame you when I said these words. It was my own misunderstanding. How can I blame you?"
Ji Jingheng blushed and felt ashamed.
Although he had no good impression of Song Qinghuan in his heart, and even felt a little disgusted with him, he could also distinguish right from wrong. Right was right and wrong was wrong. Song Qinghuan recognized it, and he recognized it himself. How could he not feel guilty?
But there is only guilt.
Others still need to be on guard.
Ji Jingheng clenched his fists tightly, took a deep breath, and then said: "Miss Song, my heart is about Yun Chuyao..."
"You don't want word to get out, do you?"
Song Qinghuan's eyes flashed with understanding, but soon she raised her head again and said, "Okay."
Ji Jingheng felt relieved.
"But I have a request."
Ji Jingheng raised his eyes suddenly, his heartbeat speeding up a lot. Even though he thought it was impossible, he immediately said: "You want to threaten me? Impossible! I can't help you harm others!"
Song Qinghuan was startled.
After a while, she smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Ji, you have too many misunderstandings about me."
Ji Jingheng looked at her defensively.
"I only have one request," Song Qinghuan raised her eyes and looked at Ji Jingheng with uncontrollable sadness. Myolie's eyes flashed with tears, and she said softly, "That is - I hope Mr. Ji won't hate me."
After saying that, her cheeks turned red, she was extremely embarrassed, and finally ran away in the face of Ji Jingheng's shocked eyes.
Ji Jingheng was left standing there stupidly.
It turns out that she did not threaten me, but begged me not to hate her. Such a scene, such humility, how similar she is to me!
Wouldn't I rather give everything I have just to ask Yun Chuyao not to hate me anymore?
Ji Jingheng's face turned pale.
No, it's not the same.
He has never actively harmed others like Song Qinghuan. They are still different. As for Song Qinghuan's request, he does not have to refuse. After all, he feels guilty towards her. In this way, it is barely compensation. More, he can't Helped her.
Because he couldn't convince himself to help someone who had harmed Yun Chuyao and made himself hated by Yun Chuyao.
This is the limit of what he can do.
Ji Jingheng thought silently.
On the other side, after Yun Chuyao left a quiet environment for Ji Jingheng and Song Qinghuan, she only exchanged a few words with Lin Fengshi and then parted ways.
The second princess followed Yun Chuyao as usual.
"Third sister, we haven't seen each other for a few months. Not only has Master Lin been promoted in official position, but he has also become more handsome." She sighed with emotion. "The feng shui of the imperial court is really nurturing."
"People feel refreshed when happy events happen."
Yun Chuyao thought for a while and said.
After Lin Fengshi became the top scholar in high school, he also entered the court and became an official. Not long ago, he assisted the prince to solve the Hanshan Temple case, which completely caught the eye of the Jin Emperor. In just one month, he was promoted twice. Now he has He is the fourth-ranking young minister of Dali Temple, and his official career is open. Isn't this a great joy?
The second princess smiled and said: "Third sister, you are really well-informed. You know all about Mr. Lin's happy events!"
Yun Chuyao: "..."
This sounds awkward, but it doesn’t sound like a compliment!
She glanced at her and said, "Second Emperor Sister talks so much, she probably doesn't want to see the lightship anymore."
"Don't! Don't, don't, don't!"
The second princess said anxiously: "What I said casually, don't take it seriously. If you want to see the lightship, you have to say something. Let's go, let's go to the lightship -"
Her voice stopped suddenly!
Yun Chuyao also frowned and looked forward.
The overlapping rockery not far away is covered with vines and moss, and beside the cobblestone path are wild flowers of various colors. They look quite beautiful, but only a few or two lights illuminate them. Compared to the ones here, The lights were bright, but a bit dim after all.
The crying just now came from near the rockery.
