"…" Upon reading this, Yue Feng stood frozen on the spot.
The night he met Jing Yiren.
Was that the day after which Jing Yiren and Lu Ming first became intimate?
This Jing Yiren is not the same Jing Yiren as before, but the Princess of Luyuan who has returned in her body?
Yue Feng felt a moment of deep regret, as though he had been plunged into a bog.
Regret like he had never felt before, he wished he could turn back the hands of time to that night.
On the night he met Jing Yiren, he had pursued her. If only he had kidnapped her then…
All the outcomes could have drastically changed.
Jing Yiren would have been his woman, not Lu Ming's.
In a moment's thought, sometimes what one misses is not an event, not a person, but a lifetime.
They met at the wrong time, in the wrong place, leading to this relentless regret.
Even after that night, he often saw in his dreams, under the dim moonlight, her clear, pure and firm eyes, filled with pride.
Standing in front of her.
