The palace door opened, and the sunlight seemed to enter with the visitor: "Fu Yue, I'll take you out."
Long Fuyue looked back at him and said calmly: "Where are you going?"
The corner of her lips curled up with a touch of sarcasm: "You won't give me away in such a hurry, will you?"
Feng Qianyu was suffocated, with a hint of hurt in his eyes. This was the first time Long Fuyue spoke to him in the past few days, but the words he said were as hurtful as a knife.
His eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but hold one of her hands: "Fu Yue, do you mistrust me to this extent now?" [
Long Fuyue looked at him coldly, but never said a word again.
Feng Qianyu suddenly hugged her into his arms: "Fu Yue, Fu Yue, what do you want me to do? What do you want me to do before you can forgive me?"
Long Fuyue let him hold her in his arms and closed her eyes slightly.
Feng Qianyu, are you pitying me? Or do you still have some old feelings for me? However, I don't want your sympathy, and I will never shed a tear for you from now on.
Long Fuyue moved back to Hexiang Garden. Everything here has not changed. Even the big red word "Happy" on the courtyard door is still there, but the color has fallen off, and it is that kind of bleak red. Just like Long Fuyue's current heart
.
Feng Qianyu no longer restrained her feet, but sent four smart and capable guards to her.
No matter where Long Fuyue went, they followed her closely, fearing that she would run away.
Long Fuyue rarely goes out. The only time she does go out is to buy medicine at the drugstore or to catch snakes, insects, and ants in the woods.
Feng Qianyu was very puzzled and didn't understand why she bought the medicine. He checked all the medicines one by one. They were all unrelated blood-tonifying medicines and there were no poisons. This ruled out the possibility that she wanted to commit suicide by drinking medicine.
He would stay with her almost every night and try to talk to her, but she was like a wooden doll. She sat there with her knees closed and her eyes closed, making him unable to figure out what she was thinking.
The whip wounds on her body had healed, but the criss-crossing whip marks could not be eliminated for a while. Every time he saw them, his heart felt like it was being shaken.