"Chen Feng looked at the moving Yue Rou, his mood was very complex for a moment.
All day, whether Yue Rou's feelings towards him, Chen Feng, were true or false, Chen Feng felt them profoundly, with absolutely no impurity mixed in.
But it was precisely this that gave Chen Feng a headache.
A woman like Yue Rou, to take her to the imperial capital, was clearly unrealistic. She couldn't just leave and abandon her people.
But if he didn't take Yue Rou away, separated by thousands of miles, Yue Rou, alone, would feel lonely.
The only way was to sever Yue Rou's thoughts of him. In this way, a short pain would be better than a long one. Yue Rou would be lost for a while, but eventually she would recover.
Thinking of this, Chen Feng took a deep breath. Just as he was about to speak, Yue Rou rose on her tiptoes and kissed him before he could.
Chen Feng was surprised, his eyes wide.
The words of refusal could no longer be uttered.
