Full Moon covered her face, and crystal tears slipped from her fingers.

"But when I got along with the young master some time ago, I knew that she was my young master. No matter what kind of suffering she went through, her eyes were always clean and pure."

"Originally, I was not willing to speculate like that. It wasn't until I overheard the conversation between you and Sherman that day that I was sure that you were not my young master."

Feng Jiuqing opened her mouth and was a little confused.

In the past two years of getting along, she has regarded Man Yue as one of her own, and seeing her so sad makes her a little sad, but she is indeed the person who may make the original owner disappear from this world forever.

For a moment, the only sounds left in the house were the sound of wind and the sobbing of the full moon.

"I beg you, slave, not to hurt the young master. The young master has never hurt anyone since he was a child. Even the thousands of people in the Great Yan Dynasty were deceived by Feng Xiye..."

"Slave, please."

She knelt down to Feng Jiuqing with a "pop" sound. Before Feng Jiuqing could react to the sudden change, she knocked on the ground twice more, and Feng Jiuqing pulled her up.

Only two red and purple wounds were seen on her forehead.

"Why are you doing this?"

Feng Jiuqing let out a long sigh, "If possible, I would rather not have this experience."

The total amount of torture she suffered in her previous life, which lasted more than 20 years, was not as much as she suffered in just a few years here.

Man Yue's head was dizzy, and the faces of the people in front of her could not be seen clearly. She lay on Feng Jiuqing's knees, "Young Master...does she also know?"

Thinking of the strange behavior of the young master in the past few days, Man Yue felt even more distressed in her heart.

Feng Jiuqing couldn't lie, "Yeah."

"This slave wants to meet the young master."

Feng Jiuqing was helpless, "I can't help it. We two share the same body, but the exchange of souls requires an opportunity. Since the last exchange, she has been unresponsive for more than ten days."

Ai Ai looked at the full moon and wiped the tears on her face, "Then I will wait for the young master to come back and say goodbye to her before leaving."

"You don't wait for her..."

Feng Jiuqing couldn't say the next words. It was too cruel to Man Yue and the original owner.

Man Yue shook her head, "No, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but hate you. I know you are also helpless."

She paused, seemed to think for a moment, and added: "I would rather know what the young master thinks. If she doesn't hate you, I won't hate you either."

A table of carefully prepared dishes was left cold and no one touched it, and no one had any appetite.

In the evening, Man Yue took off the headdress on Feng Jiuqing's head as usual, but she became less talkative.

Today's events made Feng Jiuqing feel that something was wrong all over her body, "I'd better do it myself."

Man Yue stood motionless, "No need, I'm used to serving you before."

Her movements were so gentle that she helped Feng Jiuqing arrange her long, satin-like hair as before.

"Can you tell me, since you are no longer the young master, why do you want to come back?"

She didn't expect that Man Yue would take the initiative to chat with her. She looked at Man Yue's gentle eyebrows in the bronze mirror and said lightly: "I have occupied the position that belongs to her, so naturally I should complete the mission for her."

"I came back this time to help her regain the throne, but I was afraid that I wouldn't have much time to live, so I trained Qi Qing."

"Of course, I am not a person who can live idle, let alone live in a palace and give advice. I think Qiqing is very good. He is also a member of the Feng family. The throne of the Feng family is still in the hands of the Feng family."

Feng Jiuqing has faced life and death several times, but never as full of tension as now.

Man Yue understood clearly, "You and the young master are indeed very different. The young master always likes to stay in the palace."

But when she thought about it, she gradually felt melancholy.

"Young Master has liked Feng Xiye since she was a child. If she knew that Feng Xiye was only for her throne, she would be very sad, right? I wanted to tell her the truth many times before, but I couldn't bear it, so I finally held it back.

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"But I think you can tell her, otherwise she will be kept in the dark and will only be bullied even worse by Feng Xiye. These days, she is becoming more and more unpopular in the palace, but she still grits her teeth and believes in Feng Xiye.

Xiye loves her, but I feel very uncomfortable."

The full moon suddenly seemed to have grown a lot, and the whole person was steady and serious.

"She will be very happy that you are thinking about her." Feng Jiuqing held Man Yue's somewhat rough hand and murmured comfort.

"It's getting late. Go to bed early. I don't know how long Yandu City can hold on."

Speaking of this, Feng Jiuqing's expression gradually became solemn. He knew that Nangong Ling was a very powerful general, but Wanyan Chun, who was equally famous as him, should not be far behind him. If the two parties faced off, it would be impossible for the Western Regions to be broken.

Lost like this.

What on earth is Wan Yanchen doing?

Feng Jiuqing lay on the bed with complicated emotions. It was almost dawn before she gradually fell asleep.

But not long after she fell asleep, Feng Xiye hurriedly broke into her yard. Regardless of the obstruction of the full moon, she stood in front of her bed in the morning chill. Feng Jiuqing opened her eyes and met a pair of scarlet eyes.

"what are you doing?"

As soon as she finished speaking, he seemed to be crazy and reached out to take off her clothes.

Feng Jiuqing was so angry that she couldn't move away. With great difficulty, her free hand fell on his face with her backhand.

She spared no effort, causing his face to swell instantly, and he seemed to have suddenly regained his consciousness, looking at her blankly.

"You can only be mine. Let's get married." After saying this, he shook his head blindly and denied the decision, "No, it's too late. Jiu'er, give it to me."

His heavy body pressed against Feng Jiuqing's body, and his chaotic breathing rushed around her neck.

Feng Jiuqing gritted her teeth and used all her strength to kick him out of bed, picked up the tea cup on the low stool beside the bed, and threw it on his head. A bright blood streak appeared on his fair face instantly.

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"roll!"

She straightened the clothes that had been torn apart by Feng Xiye, and stared at him with a pair of eyes like autumn water. He was breathing rapidly, and the tearing pain on his head made his face look even more ugly.

"You are mine. Do you know how many posts I have to reject every day that want to send you to Nangong Ling again for peace? I am almost going crazy."

Feng Jiuqing sneered, since Feng Xiye appeared here, she must have made a decision.

"You want to send me away?"

Feng Xiye's eyes flashed, "Of course not, I tried so hard to bring you back, how could I just send you away so casually?"

"Oh." Feng Jiuqing smiled half-heartedly, not believing what he said.
Chapter completed!