Love?
If Lin Qingge still loved him, why would he choose to commit suicide just to leave?
No matter how deep the relationship is, it will fade away with the passage of time.
What's more, she had abandoned him back then, so how could she talk about love?
It's just that Chu Nanfeng has long been accustomed to hiding his true feelings. Even though everything is ridiculous in his heart, he still said expressionlessly: "What happened back then?"
It was a question, but there was no hint of inquiry in the tone.
Zhou Chenghan was silent for a long time and chuckled: "You know everything before you come to ask me, right? My father's methods back then were indeed excessive. Over the years, I have wanted to tell you the truth, and I feel that you are living a very good life now. good……"
means?
Too much?
Two simple words were enough to make him understand that things back then were far from simple as they seemed.
As for what Zhou Chenghan said later, Chu Nanfeng had no intention of listening. His mind was filled with Lin Qingge's pale face and bleeding arms. What on earth did he do?
I really wanted to go find her, but I felt it was really inappropriate.
Finally, he asked: "I want to know everything about what happened back then."
"you do not know?"
This time it was Zhou Chenghan's turn to be surprised. He looked at Chu Nanfeng's gloomy expression, thought of the recent events in the capital, and said after careful consideration: "Since she didn't say it, how did you know there was something wrong with what happened back then?"
Seeing Chu Nanfeng looking up, his brows full of anger, Zhou Chenghan raised his hand, with helplessness in his brows: "I won't ask, it's just what happened back then, it's more appropriate for her to tell you. After all, these years , she is the one who is the most forbearing and has suffered the most grievances. And there are some details that she knows best as the person involved."
"Can I also say this and refuse to send troops when the army is approaching?"
Just as Zhou Chenghan was about to refute, Chu Nanfeng had already turned around and left.
Looking at his back, Zhou Chenghan sat back in his wheelchair, his thin lips curved into a smile: "If they can really rebuild their old relationship, it would be a good thing. But how is he going to deal with Xia Yun's matter? He can't, Really kill that person."
…
Chu Nanfeng strode out of the palace and sat on the carriage, uncontrollably showing the sad look on Lin Qingge's face in his mind.
Even though he didn't know exactly what happened back then, he knew that she was the one who had been wronged all these years.
Now, what is he going to do?
Ask her for forgiveness and explain your shallowness?
Various thoughts flashed through his mind, and in the end, only a cold expression remained on his handsome face: "Seventeen."
"Master."
"You go and arrange..."
Seventeen was surprised when he heard this: "Master, do you really want to do this?"
"yes."
…
The next day, Lin Qingge dressed up early in the morning and waited for Su Yunting to leave together.
Unfortunately, he kept inking, either forgetting to pack paper and pen, or forgetting to bring clothes.
"You are a grown man, do you have so many things to bring? Could it be..."
After a pause, a suspicious expression appeared on her face: "Are you waiting for someone? Why, is there anyone you are afraid of not seeing if you leave? Didn't you make an appointment with him and wait for him to come?"
'He' didn't make it clear, but she believed Su Yunting must know.
But she was also very sure in her heart that Chu Nanfeng would definitely not come.
What kind of person is he?
How could a man who was extremely proud at his core accept that a woman would go to the point of death just to leave him?
His words yesterday were very indifferent, but they were profound and there was no room for change.
From now on, they will never have the chance to meet again.
Of course, she will not come to the capital again, cutting off all possibilities from the root.
"How could it be?" Su Yunting looked at her with feigned surprise, "Why do you think of me like this? From the very beginning, I wanted to introduce a new man to you, but you were so stubborn that you always had him in your heart. Now. If you commit suicide, it means you are reborn, and naturally you are completely rid of him. How could I push you into the pit of fire?"
"Do you think I believe it?"
"I do not guess you guess guess?"
Lin Qingge gave him a straight look and said, "If you still can't put everything away after another quarter of an hour, I won't wait for you."
This time, he did not delay any more, packed up and walked out of the mansion with her.
Standing at the door of the house, she subconsciously looked around.
"What are you looking for?"
Su Yunting's voice unexpectedly sounded in her ears, and she realized that she was actually looking for Chu Nanfeng, right?
It's just that he won't come, and she shouldn't have the intention to wait.
Pursing her red lips slightly, she looked at him with half-squinted eyes: "Why do I think you talk so much recently? Otherwise, let my father teach you the hexagram technique? It can be seen that he has always thought that you are a good prospect."
"no."
The expression on Su Yunting's face immediately calmed down, and he looked like he was not grateful.
Lin Zheng indeed looked at him differently, not just because of Su Nuannuan and Lin Qingge, but also because Su Yunting was a talent.
It's just that Lin Zheng has evil spirits in his bones, and most people really can't be around him.
Even though there were still various thoughts in his mind, Su Yunting could only press it down.
But when he thought that Lin Qingge might never come back after leaving, he still couldn't help but ask: "He's leaving soon, why don't you ask about Yijiu?"
"Isn't there no harm in making him suffer a little in life? Besides, I don't think Chu Nanfeng would be so bored as to attack a servant." Lin Qingge said it very casually, but other than this sentence, he refused to continue the relevant discussion. topic.
She was afraid that when she thought about that man, she would feel emotions that she shouldn't have in her heart.
The carriage left the city without any abnormalities.
When leaving the city gate, Lin Qingge breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little disappointed in his heart.
The relationship between them ended like this.
If you think about it carefully, it's actually not a pity.
It should have ended six years ago, and this period of time was something that shouldn't have happened.
She sat on the seat, keeping her eyes closed and concentrating. She no longer cared about everything around her, and there was nothing to care about.
Until the horse neighed loudly and the sound of weapons clashing rushed into her eardrums, causing her to open her eyes suddenly.
"Are there any bandits in the suburbs of Beijing?"
Su Yunting lifted the curtain and took a look, and the expression on his originally smiling face changed: "Someone assassinated Chu Nanfeng."
What?
Lin Qingge's eyes were about to burst. He stood up and was about to rush out, but Su Yunting pulled him back: "What can you do if you go? I'll go."
After saying that, he opened the door and rushed out.
She calmed down for a moment, opened the curtain and looked outside. Her expression changed. Dozens of people in black were surrounding Chu Nanfeng.
His dark clothes showed no signs of injury, but his uncoordinated movements suggested that his old injuries had not yet healed.
What's the difference between being stabbed to death with wounds and giving away someone's head?
