Tan Qi's remarks were actually just meant to tell Jielan to remind her not to pester Young Master Qing Zhan, but he did not expect to hurt Girl Ninglu. When he looked at the somewhat sad eyes that Ninglu greeted, his heart It hurts and feels a little overwhelmed, but he holds his own identity and will not chase after him.
Chengfeng took Jie Lan and walked for a while, and the two left the camp. He only let go of Jie Lan when there were no more people. Chengfeng looked back at Jie Lan, who was still a little sad, and slowly said, "Are you interested in that guy named Qing Zhan?"
Jie Lan didn’t expect Chengfeng to ask herself like this suddenly. She was a little caught off guard and a little flustered. She whispered, “No, there’s nothing, how could I treat him...” For some reason, Jie Lan couldn’t speak, she just felt that The pain in her heart came after another, as if something was pressing his heart tightly, making her a little bit sore and out of breath.
"You better forget him, there can be no results between you and him." Chengfeng's words sounded a little indifferent, but Jie Lan could still feel it. He spoke with a hint of anxiety and a hint of gentleness.
But this sentence made Jie Lan's heart sink even more. She couldn't be sure of her heart before. She always felt that she didn't have any thoughts on that aspect of Qing Zhan, but when Cheng Feng said these words, The sudden heartache made her feel the depths of her soul, and made her feel such pain. She suddenly understood that Qingzhan was not without status in her heart, it was not because she used to think that he was just a passer-by in her life. Thinking of this, Jie Lan felt even more sad.
She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said, "I know, he is the Young Master of the Royal City, and I am just a..."
Jielan hadn't spoken yet, but seeing Chengfeng stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, Jielan looked up at Chengfeng suspiciously, and looked at this unusually cool and heroic man with a hint of warmth in her heart. .
"If you want to say that you are just a lowly blood demon, wouldn't you be insulting me? There is no difference in identity in this world, only difference in human hearts. There is no problem with others despising you, but if you despise yourself, then you live without meaning. "Jie Lan was somewhat surprised by Cheng Feng's words, because he was the tyrannical and indifferent demon before, but now he is gradually changing. Is it because of the holy blood that is gradually resurrecting in his body
For some reason, Jie Lan nodded her head in approval, and Cheng Feng put down his hand. He took a thing from his arms and handed it to Jie Lan, "This is your thing. I took it from the innkeeper. When I come back, I haven't had a chance to return it to you. Now you can take it. Don't take this kind of thing out and sell it at will next time."
Jie Lan looked at this thing, and she was startled and burst into tears. That thing was the only red-colored bead chain that Jielan’s mother left for herself. When she first arrived in Chiyan City that day, neither she nor Qi Xue had money to pay the bill. Therefore, the bead chain was mortgaged to the innkeeper, hoping to use the money in the future. Redeem it again, but when she borrowed a few hundred taels of silver from Qing Zhan to redeem it, the innkeeper said it had been taken away. Jie Lan didn't expect that the person who took the chain was Cheng Feng.
"You... Did you take it back for me?" Jie Lan was a little disbelief until now.