Seeing him stride away with his men, Murong Yixuan paused for a moment, then walked towards the backyard and came to Feng Qingge's yard.
The two maids waiting in the courtyard bowed and called out, "Third Prince."
"You guys go back!" He stood in the yard and motioned the two maids to go back.
The two looked at each other, said yes, and then walked out.
Feng Qingge in the room heard Murong Yixuan's voice outside, and felt more and more aggrieved the more she thought about it.
"Qingge, I have something to tell you." He stood outside the door and didn't go in.
The door creaked open, and Feng Qingge stood beside it with an angry look on her face: "What do you want to say? Do you want to say that you didn't mean to watch me get beaten? Or did you get attracted to that beautiful masked girl?"
Murong Yixuan looked at her with a complicated expression. After listening to her words, he was silent for a while and said, "I'm sorry."
Hearing his apology, her heart skipped a beat and she felt a little flustered: "Brother Murong, I always feel that you are very far away from me these past few months. Do you really not like me anymore?"
"Qingge, you are very good, really very good."
He lowered his eyes, thinking of the veiled woman in his mind, and said, "We can be said to be childhood sweethearts who love each other. I always thought we would be together forever. I was even ready to ask my father for permission to get married a few months ago."
"Brother Murong, you..."
"Listen to me." He looked at her and said, "But in recent months, just as you feel, I also feel that the distance between us is getting farther and farther. I don't know when the heartbeat we had when we were together disappeared. I know this is cruel to you, but I don't want to deceive you."
Looking at her crying silently, he turned his eyes away: "Just now I was going to tell your father to cancel our marriage, but I don't know where your grandfather went after he came out of seclusion, so he took people to look for him. I will tell him about this in a few days."
She rushed forward and hugged him tightly, crying in panic, "No! I don't want it! Brother Murong, I don't want to cancel the engagement. I just like you. I have liked you for a long, long time, do you know that?"
He let her hold him, his eyes lowered with guilt: "Qingge, don't be like this, isn't it good for me to treat you like a sister in the future?"
"No! I don't want to be your sister, I don't want to! Brother Murong, tell me, am I not doing well enough? Is there something I did wrong? You tell me, I will change, I will definitely change." She raised her head and looked at him sadly with tears in her eyes, unwilling to believe what she heard.
She really likes him, really loves him, for him, she imitates Feng Qingge's every move, how she speaks, her demeanor, and even for him, she can live her whole life as Feng Qingge and face him with her beauty, but now, but now he actually says that he wants to cancel the engagement
He pulled away her hands that were tightly around his waist and looked at her guiltily: "Qingge, this is not a momentary anger. This idea has been in my mind for a while, but I didn't say it until today. I hope you can understand that feelings can't be forced. I'm sorry for hurting you."