Bravely enter the heavens and become a god

Feng Yequn stared at her drunken eyes, which were like the deep starry sky, intoxicating. The thousand-year-old ice in his heart melted quietly at this moment, turning into a river of warm spring water. He couldn't help but want to explore her inner world more deeply, so he whispered and asked gently:

"What happened in the end?"

Luo Ying pulled the corners of her mouth bitterly, revealing a self-deprecating smile, with deep disappointment flashing in her eyes, as if the colors of the whole world had lost their luster in an instant. She whispered softly:

"In the end, he and another outstanding girl were admitted to their dream university, but I couldn't even get into university. Looking back on myself at that time, I felt so stupid."

At this point, Luo Ying's words suddenly stopped, but her emotions surged like a tide. She took a deep breath and continued with a slightly trembling voice:

"Like and love are two completely different things. Boys always like to send signals of liking to many girls to prove their charm. But I foolishly took it seriously. I thought it was a unique love."

Thinking of what Feng Yequn said in the magnolia forest, that Hua Yuchen was a wise and brave leader of an army, she suddenly felt an indescribable sense of loss and sorrow that surged like a tide, drowning her in endless loneliness. She said bitterly:

"How could such an outstanding person have a relationship with an ordinary person? We don't belong to the same world and should not have any intersection. However, I have been foolish again and again, expecting an impossible future."

Feng Yequn stretched out his hand, wanting to wipe away the tears on her face, but he forced it down in mid-air. He suppressed the pain in his heart and whispered:

"His Highness is different. He is sincere to you!"

Under the influence of alcohol, Luo Ying didn't listen to him at all. The emotions catalyzed by alcohol were like a wild horse out of control, difficult to contain. She suddenly stood up from the bed, her voice rang out in the silent night, crisp and high-pitched, she began to recite loudly, every word was full of emotional power, as if it was lava gushing out from the depths of her heart, hot and affectionate.

"No one understands the deep love, and it is a pity to be unable to love. Life seems to be a non-stop meeting and parting. In the hustle and bustle of cars and horses, in the midst of the noise of people, you and I will eventually go our separate ways. All I see are memories, all I think about are the past, and all I see are regrets.

But I don’t regret it at all, I loved you with all my heart!

This is the outcome I had expected. I finally understand what it means to be powerless and what it means to be at the mercy of others. "

The alcohol catalyzed Luo Ying to suddenly lose control. She moved as fast as lightning and hugged Feng Yequn tightly. Feng Yequn was stunned by this sudden closeness. His body instantly stiffened like a stone, as if he was fixed by an invisible magic. His hands were suspended in the air, at a loss, trying to calm the waves in his heart. He whispered:

"If His Highness saw this, he would really kill me with his own hands."

Luo Ying's tears were like stars falling from the sky, turning into strings of crystal bead curtains. She sobbed and talked, her voice filled with endless sorrow and affection.

"Sometimes I am happy, sometimes I feel heartbroken, sometimes I give up, and sometimes I am reluctant to do so. I know I cannot love, but I love deeply; I know there will be no result, but I cannot take my heart back. I say I won't contact you, but I miss you desperately in my heart. I try not to disturb you, but I miss you to the point of going crazy.

If giving up is so easy, who would choose to be so humble and entangled? I understand the big principles, but it is difficult to control my small emotions. How can I forget someone who has entered my heart? How can I let go of someone who has moved me? "

As soon as she finished speaking, her body suddenly lost its support like a withered flower, her legs softened, and her whole body collapsed. Feng Yequn was quick to catch her, and his arms were like the most solid safe haven. He gently placed her on the soft bed and let her head rest on his shoulder. His eyes were as deep as the sea, full of endless tenderness and concern. He said to her softly:

"I'll lend you my shoulder. Cry if you want. It will make you feel better."

Luo Ying's emotions surged like a waterfall, and she hugged him tightly, as if she wanted to pour out all her sorrow. Her tears flowed uncontrollably like a flood, and sad words filled the air:

"I really want to hug you, touch your unshaved beard, smell your scent, act coquettishly with you, act cute, and then curl up in your arms and take a nap."

When Feng Yequn heard her words, his heart was like being bound by invisible chains, so tangled that he could hardly breathe. His fingers trembled slightly, as if being pulled by a mysterious force, and he raised his other hand uncontrollably, eager to wrap his arms around her and give her the warmest hug.

However, just when his fingers were about to touch her, a strong will woke him up and he abruptly put his hand down. There was a flash of pain and struggle in his eyes, as if he was fighting against the devil in his heart. He slapped himself hard and shouted angrily:

"Feng Yequn, what are you thinking about? She is His Highness' woman! Are you crazy?"

Luo Ying's sad heart was like a broken string. Her emotions completely collapsed, and the pain surged like a tide, unable to be suppressed. She cried until her voice was hoarse, and she told her inner sorrow alone, as if she was the only one left in the world, lonely and desperate.

"I tried very hard to control my emotions, but I just couldn't help crying. I cried and broke down. I was so scared that I couldn't make it through this. I was so sad..."

Luo Ying's sadness surged like a tide, instantly breaking down Feng Yequn's inner defenses. His tears flowed uncontrollably, and he tried to ease her inner pain with words and touch. His voice was low and full of love, he patted her shoulder and coaxed her softly:

"I understand! I understand! You cried so hard that my heart broke! Darling! Don't be sad! I feel your sadness...

Your Highness is only leaving temporarily...

I know him too well. He usually never speaks more than three words to other fairies.

It's not as heartless as you think...

If one day he dares to let you down, I will fight to the death to seek justice for you!"

Luo Ying didn't listen to him. She was completely immersed in her own world. Her heart completely collapsed in sorrow, like a delicate porcelain doll, shattered into thousands of pieces. Tears fell like pearls from a broken string, silently telling of her inner pain and despair. Her crying sounded like the most poignant and beautiful movement, echoing in the air, heartbreaking. She cried and said to herself:

"I don't have many friends, and we don't have many connections, but I think this is good. I am not in anyone's plans, and no one is in my plans. This kind of loneliness, where one can handle one's own sorrows and joys, is a rare kind of freedom.

I was living in the darkness, but you rescued me and then pushed me into the abyss. How can you say you feel the same? If the needle can't prick you, you will never feel how painful it is.

Why did you come to break my loneliness, and then throw me back into endless loneliness? You gave me light, which illuminated the whole world, and then suddenly took away all my light, leaving me no candlelight at all! "

Feng Yequn's emotions surged like a tidal wave. He could no longer suppress his impulse and resolutely hugged Luo Ying tightly in his arms. He hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to integrate her into his bones. His eyes were full of deep love and pampering. He whispered softly in her ear, his voice full of pity and said to her:

"Don't be afraid. Even if there is no light in your world, I will burn the last drop of candle oil to illuminate you."

His words were like a spring breeze, gently echoing in the air, but his eyes unconsciously fell on Luo Ying. He lowered his head and found that she had quietly leaned on his shoulder and fell into a sweet dream.

He sighed softly, as if afraid of disturbing her sweet dream. He carefully picked her up, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world, and gently placed her on the soft bed. He carefully covered her with a blanket, and he stood by the bed, looking at her affectionately. Her face looked even more beautiful under the moonlight, and her slightly closed eyes seemed to contain endless secrets.

His heart was filled with infinite love for her, which became stronger and stronger. He quietly stayed by her bedside, unwilling to leave for a long time. He recalled the life and death scenes with Hua Yuchen, and remembered Hua Yuchen's instructions before she left:

"Good brother, I have a favor to ask of you. Please protect Miss Luo Ying and stay with her. I am worried that the Heavenly Court will harm her, and I will not allow her to be harmed in any way."

Recalling what he said to Luo Ying, it was full of endless trust in himself:

"He is the leader of our Heavenly Guards, and also my good brother who shares life and death with me. I trust him as much as I trust myself."

Feng Yequn's heart was in turmoil, and his thoughts drifted to the distant past. The brotherly times he spent with Hua Yuchen unfolded before his eyes like a picture scroll. Their friendship was deep, like the brightest star in the night sky, always shining.

However, in this quiet night, his heart was filled with an indescribable emotion. It was the love for Luo Ying, like the warm sunshine of spring, quietly taking root in his heart, growing stronger and stronger. He tried to suppress this emotion in his heart, but the more he restrained himself, the more turbulent that love became like a flood.

Feng Yequn was in agony, as if his heart was torn in two. On the one hand, he was unwilling to betray his brotherhood with Hua Yuchen, which was too precious to him; on the other hand, he could not resist the love for Luo Ying that burned his soul like a raging fire.

In this inner struggle, Feng Yequn tried hard to find a balance. He cursed himself painfully:

"Damn it... I know I shouldn't have such feelings for you... but I can't stop falling deeper and deeper in love with you."

Feng Yequn fell into deep self-blame and regret. He could not suppress his growing love for Luo Ying. Whenever his eyes fell on Luo Ying, the burning feeling was like a raging fire, making him unable to extricate himself. He knew that such feelings would only make him fall into deeper pain, but he could not resist the irresistible attraction.

Feng Yequn closed his eyes tightly, trying to suppress the pain in his heart. However, the surge of deep affection was like a tide that could not be stopped, hitting his defenses again and again. He turned this pain into a heavy punch and smashed it hard on the hard wall. The blood on his hand slowly flowed out of the wall, and he screamed in pain:

"I... am ashamed of the trust that Your Highness placed in me... but... alas... I just can't control the growing desire for you in my heart..."

He hardened his heart and forced himself to leave her room, but at the moment of closing the door, he could not help but turn back and cast a deep and affectionate glance at her. He whispered:

"No wonder His Highness fell in love with you. Who wouldn't love a woman like you? His Highness is afraid that you will worry about him, so he won't let me tell you! If he didn't love you deeply, he wouldn't do it even though he knew it was wrong. He knew he would be punished, but he still secretly agreed to spend his life with you. He violated the Heavenly Rules and secretly brought snow to the human world. How severe the punishment for violating the Heavenly Rules is, wouldn't he know?"