The Journey of the Empress of Quick Travel

Chapter 29 Can I still trust you?
  Nanchang held Feng Ling's hand tightly, his eyes full of reluctance.

"I'm sorry, it seems that I have never told you that I love you, from beginning to end, only you."

Hearing Nanchang Yue's words, Feng Ling raised her eyes, and crystal tears fell down, hitting the back of his hand.

"But it's too late now."

She said softly,
  "These words have no meaning to me."

Nanchang was stunned. He didn't expect her to react like this. He awkwardly raised his hand and tried to wipe away the tears on Feng Ling's face.

"I don't want to make you sad, and I'm not forcing you,"

Nanchang said anxiously,
  "I just want you to know how I feel."

Feng Ling didn't respond, but her tears kept flowing. After a long time, he spoke,
  "You like me, don't you?"

Nanchang Yue nodded,
  "Yes, I like you."

He actually has more emotions than love in his heart.

Feng Ling smiled softly and wiped away the tears on her face.

"Okay, will you agree to my request?"

"what?"

"If you let them go, I will marry you."

Feng Ling bit her lip and spoke with difficulty.

Nanchang Yue's eyes trembled slightly, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

She was still sincerely interested in Mo Feiming, and was actually willing to trade her own marriage for his freedom.

Nanchang Yue was heartbroken, but he still agreed bravely.

"Okay, I promise you."

Nanchang Yue's voice was a little hoarse.

"But it's not because of the conditions you put forward, but because of your requirements, I will try my best to meet them."

Feng Ling's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his clenched fingers pressed against his chest.

There seemed to be something gently touching her fingertips, and she winced.

Nanchang Yue handed the hairpin to her.

"Do you remember this hairpin?"

Nanchang Yue asked softly.

Feng Ling looked at the hairpin and her thoughts returned to the day of the Lantern Festival.

Nanchang Yue carefully selected this jade hairpin, which was originally intended to be given to his sweetheart.

Her heart throbbed suddenly, but on the surface she just nodded slightly.
  "I remember the gift you specially selected that day."

Nanchang Yue smiled bitterly,
  "Actually, from the very beginning, I thought of you when I saw this hairpin. I thought you would be very beautiful wearing this jade hairpin when you were wearing a green skirt..."

Nanchang Yue looked at Feng Ling's stunned expression and turned his attention to the hosta.

He took a deep breath and then spoke slowly,
  "You may not know that I took that river lantern secretly and saw the note you put inside."

He took out the river lantern from his arms. Although the petals were broken, they were carefully glued together.

There was a hint of helplessness in Nanchang Yue's tone,
  "Tell me, do we still have a chance to put out river lanterns together? Is there any room for redemption now?"

After listening to his words, Feng Ling's tears fell again.

Feng Ling's vision was blurred and she could not clearly see Nanchang Yue's expression.

She didn't want to believe that the person who once made her fearful would actually have such feelings for her.

The rejection in her heart made her want to stay away from it all. Feng Ling gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, her voice trembling slightly, with a hint of uncertainty.

"Sir, you have to understand that possessiveness is not the same as liking. Are you really sure that what you did to me was not just because of unwillingness in your heart?"

Nanchang took a deep breath, and he understood her doubts.

He knew that Feng Ling had never trusted him, and he also understood that it was natural for her to have such doubts due to his past behavior.

The pain in his heart was like a cold blade, making Nanchang feel more and more chilled.

Clenching his fists tightly and forcing himself to shift his gaze,
  "Don't say that. I understand my emotions, and I also know that my current behavior is because I love you, not because I am unwilling. If you feel pain, I will choose to let you go, because I can't bear to make you cry."

Nanchang Yue's heart was filled with apologies.
  "I'm really sorry that I have done so many excessive things to you."

"It's understandable if you have doubts about my feelings."

How wonderful it would be if none of those things happened.

But reality is cruel, and there are no ifs in the world.

Nanchang Yue smiled at Feng Ling, it was a rare tenderness, no longer the cynicism before.

Lord Demon Lord's eyes were full of deep infatuation and nostalgia. He gently touched Feng Ling's eyebrows and wiped away the tears from her eyes with great tenderness.

"I've been too selfish,"

he whispered,

"I thought that as long as I sincerely repented, you would forgive me. But now I understand that it was my imagination. There is no going back between us."

He wanted to make it up to her, but he didn't know that letting go was the best choice.

"I never thought about marrying Feng Qianqian,"

He continued,
  "From the moment she escaped from marriage, the fate between me and her has been severed. I once mistakenly thought that I liked her, but now I understand my heart. You don't need to marry me for her... "

"I don't want to marry her, so..."

Speaking of this, Nanchang Yue paused, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes,
  "Leave and go where you want to go. Find the man you like. As long as you are no longer sad, you can go anywhere."

Feng Ling was silent for a moment, struggling with the emotions in her heart.

She raised her eyes and looked directly into Na Changyue's eyes, her voice was slightly trembling,
  "Is what you said true?"

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Nanchang Yue's mouth, and he nodded lightly.
  "Yes, I'm telling the truth."

Feng Ling bit her lower lip tightly, trying not to let tears fall.

Her hand trembled slightly, then she slowly stretched out her hand and took the hairpin.

"If you're lying to me, keep lying to me."

"I'm not as smart as you, and I can't tell whether your words are true or false. Reason tells me not to believe you, but I... can't help but want to believe you for the last time."

Feng Qianqian was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised her head.

His eyes were as clear as water, looking straight at Nanchang Yue. There was a faint hope in those eyes, which penetrated deeply into his heart.

Nanchang Yue suddenly understood Feng Ling's mood. At that moment, his heart seemed to have been hit hard, full of sadness and pain, but in the end it turned into a deep attachment to her.

Nanchang Yue once thought that Fengling would never forgive him. After all, everything he had done made him feel that he deserved death...

But she still chose him. He had never been so nervous, so nervous that he thought everything in front of him was an illusion.

"Will not……"

Nanchang Yue held Feng Ling tightly in his arms, treating her like a lost and found treasure. His hug almost made Feng Ling breathless,
  "That will never happen again. Stop thinking about things that will never happen. From now on, I will spend my whole life protecting you."

This is his last chance. He took advantage of her kindness and inexplicable indecision to find a new path in life for himself.

From now on, he will take care of her wholeheartedly, and no one can take her away from him.

(End of this chapter)