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Feng Lian returned to his room and saw that the courtyard was bustling with life. His brows were furrowed as he looked at Yan Qingyi.

Yan Qingyi chuckled and said, "Prince, Qingyi saw how tall the grass was and how it affected the growth of the flowers. She even removed the grass and poured water over the flowers!"

Feng Lian nodded, and without saying anything, headed straight for the room.

It looked like this girl's legs were healed!

When Feng Lian was eating, he was gentle and refined, slowly chewing on his food, causing Yan Qingyi to be half dead from anxiety!

She really wanted to directly stuff everything into his mouth!

Too slow!

Her impatience was unbearable!

"You can leave now. Just wait until you're done packing up!"

"Yes, Your Highness."

Yan Qingyi couldn't wait to leave.

Seeing this fellow eating, she was so anxious that she wanted to vomit blood!

Just as Yan Qingyi left the main courtyard, she heard the maids discussing amongst themselves.

Yan Qingyi frowned as she walked in front of the three maidservants.

"What are you talking about?"

"Qingyi, you still don't know? "Our emperor has bestowed a marriage on our prince. The one who's about to marry our prince is the daughter of the Imperial Advisor, Miss Chan Juan!"

She was shocked.

This sentence was like a blow to Yan Qingyi's head!

Open... What kind of joke was this?

Pitiful Phoenix He … Marry another woman?

She felt an inexplicable pain in her heart.

With an ashen face, Yan Qingyi ran back to the main courtyard.

Feng Lian hadn't finished yet, but when she saw Yan Qingyi run in, her expression became ugly and she withdrew her gaze.

"Did the steward tell you that you are not allowed to run around in the manor?"

"Prince, they said that you're going to marry Miss Chan Juan. Is this true?" Yan Qingyi walked in front of Feng Lian, her heart felt as if it was being cut by knives.

This was just a mission.

But … but she had made up her mind!

It shouldn't be like this, it's absolutely forbidden.

However, she couldn't help herself.

After Feng Lian put down the bowl in her hands, she placed her chopsticks neatly to the side. Then, she raised her head to look at Yan Qingyi!

"Right."

Upon receiving such an affirmative answer, Yan Qingyi felt as if her heart had been cut by a knife!

"Prince, you can't marry her!"

"Why?"

"Because... "Because …" Yan Qingyi did not know what was going on, and could only lower her head. Both of her hands tightly gripped the edge of her clothes as she bit her lips.

Feng Lian stood up and walked over to her, looking down at her.

"Don't tell me you really want This King to take responsibility for what happened that night?"

Yan Qingyi was stunned. She wanted to shake her head, but this was her original intention here. She did not want to deny it.

"Then, Your Highness, will you be responsible for it?" Yan Qingyi looked straight at him, her eyes filled with determination.

"Nope." After Feng Lian finished speaking, he added, "This King can give you other things!"

"But I don't want anything, I just want you!"

This was a sin brought about by a moment of forgetfulness.

At this point, even if he didn't want to admit it, he had no choice but to admit it.

"Like I said, if you want fame or money, This King can give it to you. As for anything else, This King will not give it to you."

"But I don't want anything other than you, your highness. I just want you to personally admit that you want me. Your highness, is it impossible for you to satisfy such a small request of mine?"

"No."

He was a prince of Chu Yang, how could he admit to it that he forgot his feelings and asked for the innocence of a woman in a broken temple?

If he admitted it, how would the people of the world talk about him?

In the future, how would he be able to be based in the Ying Tian Academy, and in the entire Chu Yang Country?

Yan Qingyi's eyes were red and filled with tears.

She looked at him incredulously, her heart wrenched.

He took two steps back and shook his head in heartache!

Her beautiful eyes blinked as two streams of tears rolled down her face. When she looked at him, her eyes were filled with tears!

"So, it was just a moment of forgetfulness that day. Qingyi was not even comparable to a single flower in your heart. Qingyi understood. I understand, I've let you down. Qingyi overstepped her boundaries!"

After sniffing his nose and wiping away his tears, Yan Qingyi turned around and ran out of the room.

Her petite back looked so lonely and sad …

In an instant, all the flowers and plants in the courtyard lost their luster.

Feng Lian felt as if someone had stabbed him with a knife from the depths of his heart. It was so painful that he nearly suffocated!

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