C153 (2/2)

”I'm leaving.”

”Your Highness, please.”

Feng Yunzheng turned around and left. His figure exuded nobility and elegance. Lian Yue looked at his departing back and suddenly had a thought in her heart. She said, ”Thank you.”

Feng Yunzheng stopped his steps. His back trembled as he slowly turned around and looked at Lian Rue from not far away. In the faint night, she was like an orchid swaying in the wind, and he had a strong feeling in his heart:

How he wished that he could embrace her and let her distance herself from his hatred, become a heartless child, and slowly grow up under his love!

Oh, Yue-er, I wish you had no knowledge of the world and would always be naive and romantic.

But —

I understand

Your hatred is too deep, your hatred is too strong. The blood that flows, the tears that flow, only revenge can be lost.

Then...

Yue Er, let's properly exact vengeance together.

He didn't give them any leeway, didn't give them any chance to live!

In the end, a smile appeared on his lips. That smile was unmatched and unmatched in this world.

He opened his mouth, concealing the fluctuations in his heart. Quietly, he told her, ”You should rest early.”

With that, he turned and left.

The royal family's Autumn Hunt finally arrived. A few days ago, Lian Mu's mother brought the custom-made riding gear to Lian Ruyue and Lian Fu's courtyard. This time, Lian Yan Qing personally brought the two siblings to participate in the hunt.

As for Shiya, she was still lying in her room as she was being treated. Countless monks surrounded her as they recited buddhist scriptures. She felt as if she had been hearing the buzzing sounds all day, and it was extremely irritating!

As for the others, none of them dared to approach Clear Spring Academy. When they saw the lingering fragrance, they would immediately retreat and take a detour around the area.

Lian Ruyue sat on top of a snow-white steed, wearing a narrow sleeved, dark green satin skirt. On the outside, she wore a white fox fur jacket, and around her slender waist, there was a young, tender yellow tasseled belt. The steed hissed and raised its front hooves high.

He was obviously dignified and generous, gentle and virtuous, yet he exuded an intimidating heroic aura. Between his brows, he was noble and pure, and had a natural bearing.

In the past, he didn't notice that ever since Master Mo An had mentioned that Lian Ru Yue's life was extremely precious, he looked at Lian Rou Yue and discovered that there was an extraordinary aura on her body that was different from that of an ordinary person. This caused him to feel an inexplicable sense of reverence towards her, as if the person in front of him was the future Empress.

”Father.” Lian Ruyue saw Lian Yanqing. With the support of the green branch, she slid down from the horse and bowed to him.

”Yes.” Lian Yan Qing nodded his head and looked left and right, but didn't find anyone else. He asked, ”Where's the skill book?” Why is there no trace of him? ”

”Young master can't wait, let's go first.” The bookkeeper knelt on the ground and said.

”This child …” Lian Yan Qing's face revealed a helpless smile as he said, ”Every time it's during the hunt, he's always unable to hold himself back.”

”As a boy, he always has more interests in riding and hunting. And now that he has grown up, his father has asked his master to teach him martial arts and riding and shooting, so he can't wait to show off his skills.”