Who can really understand matters of the heart?
Even Leng Ji doesn't know who Feng Yexuan truly likes now.
He cannot see through emotions, let alone understand them.
When he loves, he truly loves; when he hates, he truly hates.
Feng Yexuan said nothing.
That wretched woman teamed up with Feng Qihe to hurt him. He knows this, yet oddly forgot the sensation at the time.
Whether it's love or hate, the feelings are indistinct to him.
It's as if his memory has been cut in two, one part only remembers events, and the other part, some indistinct feelings.
Too indistinct to recall at all.
"Was I... unconscious and gravely injured for many days?"
"Yes, Prince. Not only that, but before you set out for Nanming, you also mentioned that it was the Master and Miss Fen who saved you."
"Was I injured before I came?" But his memory of this period is truly too vague, almost no impression at all.
