Chapter 133 Died on New Year's Eve

Chu Anlan stood there in a daze.

After a long while, he came back to his senses: "I...she..."

His heart felt like it was being squeezed hard by something, and the pain was mixed with a bitterness that almost suffocated him.

"The girl is angry." Ye Chenxi said firmly: "An Lan, you are done."

Ye Chenting sighed: "Although I don't know what Qing'er wants to do, An Lan, Qing'er must have her reasons for doing this. She has already walked far away, why don't you catch up with her? It's too late, and it will be difficult to coax her."

Chu Anlan ran away as fast as he could.

Ye Wanqing did not return to Jinghong Garden, but walked all the way to the artificial lake in the mansion.

She felt annoyed and couldn't help but walk faster.

Faintly, she heard footsteps behind her, but the person didn't say a word. He kept pace with her, following her not too far away.

Ye Wanqing listened but did not turn around.

As evening approached, the sun began to set.

The orange-gold sunlight filtered through the gaps between the willow branches, slanting down onto the rippling surface of the lake, like a layer of broken gold, dazzling and bright.

The sparkling water illuminates the profile of the people on the shore.

Chu Anlan followed all the way without saying a word, just waiting for Ye Wanqing to stop and give him an explanation.

But she didn't.

He couldn't bear it any longer and quickened his pace.

The footsteps behind me were approaching rapidly.

Before Ye Wanqing stopped walking, someone suddenly grabbed her wrist tightly through her sleeve.

She frowned slightly: "It hurts..."

Chu Anlan immediately loosened his fingers, nervously moved forward to stop her, lowered his head and grabbed her wrist: "Qing'er, I didn't mean to hurt you, I'll blow it for you."

After saying that, she carefully raised her hand and bent down to blow it.

A cool breath brushed gently across her wrist, causing her hair to tremble slightly.

From Ye Wanqing's angle, she could just see the boy's flawless white forehead, beautiful and smooth eyebrows, thick eyelashes, and high nose bridge.

Ye Wanqing lowered her eyes: "I lied to you, I'm not in that much pain."

Chu Anlan looked up: "I know."

"Then why did the prince let go, and why did he blow on my hand?" Ye Wanqing asked.

Chu Anlan stood up straight, squeezed his fingers between her fingers, and forced his fingers together with hers.

He did not answer but asked: "Qing'er, were you angry with me just now?"

"No." Ye Wanqing replied.

"You lied to me again." Chu Anlan tightened his fingers a little: "Do you think that in my heart, brotherhood is more important than my feelings for you?"

Ye Wanqing: “No.”

Chu Anlan pursed his lips: "Qing'er, you are obviously angry, why do you keep denying it to me? Do you think I am unreasonable, so you don't want to talk to me? Or, you don't even want to talk to me about reason?"

Ye Wanqing frowned: "Your Highness has misunderstood..." "What did I misunderstand?" Chu Anlan suddenly let go and pulled his fingers back from between her fingers: "As soon as I heard about what happened at the palace gate, I was afraid that you would be wronged, so I immediately rode to find you. The maid said that you didn't sleep well last night. I felt sorry for you, and would rather endure the worry and wait until you had a good sleep before seeing you. I didn't want you to endure this grievance, so I thought that I had to seek justice for you no matter what.

But what about you? You asked me a question and then walked away without looking back, refusing to talk to me, much less explain to me. Do you think that I am a man and will not feel wronged? On the way to find you today, even though my horse ran very fast, I could still hear people talking about me and laughing at me on both sides of the street. Even so, I am willing to give Chu Xiaoyan and Liao Fuyu a chance to explain...

What about you? You don't tell me anything! What am I to you? "

By the end of the conversation, there was a hint of trembling in the voice.

Ye Wanqing couldn't help but be moved.

The sun was slanting, and a slightly warm breeze blew by, lifting her hair and covering half of her pale face.

Her pale lips moved: "Sorry..."

Chu Anlan's eyes instantly turned red: "I've told you so much, and you only say sorry to me?"

Ye Wanqing looked down at the empty gaps between her fingers, then looked up at the aggrieved and resentful boy: "An Lan, I have a lot to say to you. However, there are many things in this world that cannot be spoken. If I have the chance in the future, I will tell you everything."

Chu Anlan smiled palely after hearing this: "I understand. It turns out that I am not worthy of listening. Well, I won't bother you anymore. Dinner time will come in half an hour. Even if you are in a bad mood, don't stay by the lake for too long. Go back early. I will go back to the palace first and come to see you another day."

After saying that, he took a deep breath, forced himself to walk back.

Ye Wanqing clenched her fingers: "Prince..."

"Oh, right." Chu Anlan suddenly turned around and smiled at her sadly: "Lu Jilian's servant came to see me yesterday and gave me a book. There are many names written on the book. Lu Jinyuan, Lu Jinhui, Lu Qingjin... Lu Jilian said that if I want to know who these people are, I can come and ask you. Qing'er, do you know who they are?"

Ye Wanqing's face was pale.

Chu Anlan choked up and smiled: "It seems that you already know who it is? I didn't intend to tell you this, but I feel so wronged. I like you so much, but you seem to have never liked me?"

Since this life, Ye Wanqing has never seen Chu Anlan like this, or rather, in two lives of knowing him, she has never seen him like this.

He should be bright, brilliant, and cheerful.

But today, although he is still smiling, his eyes are full of hidden anger, grievance, sadness and confusion.

Ye Wanqing's heart seemed to be pinched by a hand, squeezing it tightly.

She looked at Chu Anlan: "Does the prince really want to know?"

Chu Anlan's eyes were red: "Lu Jilian knows more than I do!"

Ye Wanqing took a deep breath and avoided Chu Anlan's eyes: "Before the marriage, I had a bizarre dream. In the dream, I married Lu Jilian and had children with him. In my not-so-long life, I gave birth to five children for him in succession. Among them, a daughter named Lu Qingcheng died because he forced her to marry someone he didn't like..."

After a long time, she tried hard to forget this incident, but every time she thought of it, she still felt uncomfortable.

"So, you lit a perpetual lamp for Lu Qingcheng in Rongguang Temple?" Chu Anlan asked.

"Yes." Ye Wanqing's eyes were sad. "Qingcheng was very well behaved. She was the closest to me and the most lively of the five children. However, for the sake of family power, her father and brother stuffed her into a bridal sedan and married her to a man she didn't like. Less than half a month after the marriage, she hanged herself..."

Chu Anlan was stunned for a long time before rolling his eyes: "What happened next?"

later?

Ye Wanqing turned and looked at him: "After Qingcheng passed away, I dragged my exhausted body to hold on for two more months, and died on New Year's Eve of that year..."

died!

Chu Anlan's eyes flickered violently.

Ye Wanqing lowered her eyes slightly: "I know that dreams are dreams and reality is reality, but I can't bear the consequences of dreams becoming reality. But please believe me, my Lord, from the day of the marriage proposal, my heart to choose you has never changed..."

As she spoke, she raised her slightly wet but clear eyes: "There are still two months left before the wedding. If the prince has any grudges, it is not too late to regret it."