Youmeng gently moved her gaze to the distance, her eyes became hollow: "Sometimes I would think that if you didn't bring Du Juan into the palace that day, she might not have died, and Liyou would not have died..."

Qi Wu retorted coldly: "If Dujuan was not greedy and did not put Yilan in the incense to plot against the prince, you would not..."

She held his arm hard, causing his words to come to an abrupt end. She lowered her head and said lightly: "Let's stop fighting, right and wrong, there will never be any solution."

Qi Wu was brewing in her heart, wanting to enter in the most natural way, just to test her: "I finally met Liyou. I still remember the day I was a guest in your mansion. He played poems against me. His high-spirited look is still vivid in my mind..."

Youmeng slipped her eyes to the stream in front of her intentionally or unintentionally, and she sighed: "What a pity, his great talent."

He also looked regretful: "I can see that you favor him very much, so his death must make you very sad."

Wisteria petals fluttered in the wind, falling on the water one by one, rippling.

She looked at her in distractedly, and suddenly felt moved by the scene: "The effort she puts in is like this flowing water and falling flowers, and she will never go back."

"What about him?" Qiwu approached step by step, "Did he say anything to you when he was dying?"

“I said a lot.”

He was slightly stunned, hiding without leaving any trace: "About his past?"

"It's probably the memories between him and his sister, and then... the old debts that I can't figure out." She said a little self-deprecating.

"Nothing else?" If you didn't mention the Qi Mansion, everything would be easy.

She shook her head with a loss: "Why did you suddenly ask me these?"

"Because I can't rest assured you." He stared at her side and replied almost without thinking. When he said this, he felt an impulse in his heart, wanting to hug her tightly. "The more I don't understand your situation, the more I want to know, are you doing well when I'm not by your side?"

The dream was stunned unexpectedly, as if a hot spring flowed out, nourishing the heart.

"Thank you, Qi Wu, the sad people and things have passed." She smiled brightly like a warm sun, "I'm fine."

In order not to worry, she decided to report good news and not bad news, and she didn't tell him about the poison a few days ago.

That smile made Qi Wu feel a little painful in his heart: "I think you have changed a lot. The little girl who makes me feel distressed and pity has grown up."

Youmeng seemed to have agreed: "Do you know what can change people the most?"

He said: "It's time."

"Yes." Youmeng sighed lightly, "Everything in the world can't stand the time. It's just a moment when things change but people change their lives..."

"Princess..." Qi Wu wanted to speak but stopped. Her raised hand wanted to stroke her cheek, but it was frozen in the air. She hesitated for a moment and finally fell on her hair.

Youmeng looked back at him strangely, but he said nothing, just looked at her, his wide palm slowly stroked the back of her head, his eyes filled with love, like the clear stream under the wisteria flowers, as if it could overflow from her eyes at any time:

I'm afraid, I'm really afraid.

I am afraid that time will bring you too many "others" and will make us farther and farther away.

I am also afraid that when we meet again, we will only greet each other politely and no longer talk intimately.

I am most afraid of one day when you will never need Qiwu again. Even if you suffer grievances, I will never be the one you seek comfort.

Whenever I have these fears, I feel selfishly that becoming strong is actually a bad thing for you.

But Youmeng, please believe that no matter how time changes, I will always be there no matter how many things change.
Chapter completed!