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Concubine Qin tried hard to control her emotions, but she still couldn't stop feeling sad.

Chu Yuqin looked at her expression and couldn't help but ask with concern: "Madam, you look very bad, are you sick?"

"No, I'm fine."

Concubine Qin forced a smile and pointed at the lotus in the lake, "Miss Chu, this lotus is very beautiful!"

Chu Yuqin smiled and said, "Yes, the lotus flowers here are very beautiful, Madam, do you like these lotus flowers?"

Concubine Qin said calmly: "Yes."

Concubine Qin's thoughts were somewhat far away.

She seemed to see a lotus pond like this when she first met Lin Moyuan in the capital that year. At that time, he was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, cold and aloof, like a god, and extremely handsome.

She stood side by side with him, and they both looked at the lotus flowers blooming in the lotus pond.

His voice was gentle and pleasant, with an intoxicating magnetism, "You said, these lotus flowers are so beautiful, do you like them?"

His eyes were as gentle as water, and there was a hint of warmth hidden deep in them.

Her heart skipped a beat unconsciously and she didn't know why.

Her ears turned red and she lowered her head, "I like it."

“I like it.”

The corners of his lips curled up in a doting arc, and his eyes were shining with bright and blurry stars.

His hand touched the top of her head and ruffled her hair.

Her hair was soft, satin-like and very comfortable.

His fingers stroked her scalp as if he was stroking a precious piece of porcelain, so delicate and so gentle.

His fingers were long, white and beautiful, as if they were carved from the finest mutton-fat jade, and his nails were trimmed neatly and cleanly.

She raised her eyes unconsciously and looked at him, only to see that he was staring at her with a focused and deep gaze.

Her heart trembled, and she raised her eyes and looked at him.

His eyes were so gentle that they seemed to melt her.

Her heart pounded and her cheeks turned even redder.

Lin Moyuan picked a lotus flower and handed it to her.

"For you." He said with a smile, his voice gentle and pleasant.

She stared at the lotus, not knowing what to do. After a while, she took the lotus and said in a flustered voice, "Thank you, Mr. Lin."

She didn't know why she was so shy and her heart was beating so fast.

"Although the lotus is beautiful, it is not half as beautiful as you." Lin Moyuan suddenly said.

She looked up at him, a strange feeling welling up in her heart. His words seemed to have magic that made her sink into them.

She didn't dare to look him in the eye and quickly lowered her head.

The corner of his mouth raised a graceful arc, there was a gentle smile in his eyes, his lips were pursed into a straight line, and his mouth was lightly outlined.

A sweet feeling rose in Qin Fei's heart, and even the corners of her lips couldn't help but rise slightly.

She had never heard someone speak to her in such a gentle tone.

In the past, when he said this, she was devastated.

She felt extremely sweet, as sweet as if she had drunk honey.

"The lotus is indeed not as beautiful as you." Lin Moyuan's voice was as gentle as jade.

Concubine Qin was stunned, then she understood something and her cheeks suddenly felt hot.

He was praising her beauty!

Concubine Qin's eyes dodged and she said in a coquettish voice, "I'm not as pretty as you say. Don't talk nonsense!"

Her voice was full of the unique charm of a young girl.

"You know what? You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."

There was a smile in Lin Moyuan's eyes as he gazed at her gently, like a clear spring, so gentle that water could drip out.

She felt uncomfortable with his gaze and she struggled to pull her hands back, but he held them so tightly that she couldn't pull them out.

She frowned slightly and asked shyly, "Mr. Lin, what do you mean?"

"My meaning is very simple. Miss Qin, I want to be with you forever. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to spend my life with you?" Lin Moyuan asked gently.

His words were like a bomb dropped into a lake, creating ripples.

The air around was quiet.

Her breathing also became rapid.

One pair for life people.

Has he fallen in love with her?

She had never heard such a promise before, and her heart was pounding.

She raised her eyes and met his warm and smiling eyes.

The look was affectionate and sincere, as if to melt her.

Concubine Qin's eyes were a little dazed, her mind was blank and she was at a loss.

Her eyes were wide open, filled with surprise and shock.

Her shadow was reflected in Lin Moyuan's eyes, and his shadow was also imprinted in her pupils.

The two people's eyes seemed to be glued together and could not be separated.

"Mr. Lin, are you...are you kidding?" she stammered.

Concubine Qin's heart was beating wildly, her fingers clenched involuntarily, and she stared at him without blinking.

His eyes were dark and deep, shining like black gemstones, making it impossible to look away: "I am serious."

His hands gently stroked her hair, his movements very lightly and slowly.

Concubine Qin's breathing became rapid, her cheeks became redder, and her heartbeat became faster and faster.

"Miss Qin..."

Lin Moyuan's voice was gentle, like a flowing spring, or like spring rain falling on tree branches.

Concubine Qin's heart was beating wildly. Her knuckles turned white as she clutched the lotus leaves. Her heart felt like it was about to jump out of her chest and explode.

"Will you marry me?" Lin Moyuan asked, his eyes filled with anticipation and nervousness.

Concubine Qin felt ecstatic.

Her head was buzzing and in chaos, and she felt as if she was in a dream.

Her face turned even redder, and she said coquettishly, "Stop talking nonsense!"

He chuckled, and his laughter was hearty. "I'm telling the truth."

His eyes turned as dark as ink, deep and gloomy, like a whirlpool, making her breath stop.

"Hehe..." He suddenly laughed, his laughter was as clear as jade, and pleasant to the ear. "I wonder if you can understand what I mean by this?"

Concubine Qin's heart was pounding.

Her heart was beating wildly and her chest felt like it was being hit by something.

She clenched her hands into fists and she kept suppressing her inner feelings in order to calm herself down.

She looked at him, bewildered.

Her lips were pursed, her eyes were downcast, and her body was stiff.

After a long while, she didn't know why, but she responded inexplicably, "Okay."

"hehe......"

Lin Moyuan couldn't help but smile gently and elegantly.