His eyes seemed to be full of light: "The princess must have never seen such a magnificent scenery. She put the flames you usually see into the thousands of miles of grass under the endless night sky. If it is not curbed, a few sparks will eventually start a prairie! ... The same is true for people's love fire."

"Emotion..." Youmeng felt lost, "I really want to turn into flames to melt his cold heart, but his calmness and self-control made me afraid..."

"The princess is a person with temperament, why do you need to suppress yourself?" He touched and gently stroked Youmeng's cheek, "Isn't the princess's feelings worth a vigorous burn?"

She said sadly: "His identity is destined to be unable to love, and maybe he doesn't know my intention..."

"The princess should let him know even more." Feng Qiwu said confidently.

Youmeng looked at him with a trembling eyes, and then became depressed: "I dare not...I am afraid that when I devote all my enthusiasm to love him, it will be a desperate moth to the flame..."

He said: "It is not scary to fly into a fire. What is important is that you have to know who is the moth and who is the fire?"

Youmeng was stunned.

"Princess, there are two kinds of men's feelings in this world, which is the most difficult to find." He closed his eyebrows, and a white lotus bloomed on his lips. "One is like me, who has seen all three thousand weak waters and has seen thousands of sails, but he is not drunk alone for a single puddle."

She looked at him quietly and agreed to his statement.

"There is another kind of thing that transcends feelings, loves yourself alone, and is unwilling to be moved by anyone, because they are as afraid of being hurt like you, or fear that love will become their weakness, which will shake their decisions at critical moments."

Youmeng's eyebrows gradually frowned.

"If you fall in love with any of them, you will be destined to have a very painful experience." He reached out to smooth the folds between her eyebrows, "But if you don't try it, how can you know which one he is?"

She said in disappointment: "He is not your kind, but if he is the second kind, I am afraid I will not be able to get his love in this life..."

"It doesn't matter if you lose, then don't complain, don't hate, turn grief into strength, cheer up and find the next person you love deeply." He held Youmeng's face in his palm, and was tender and affectionate, "Remember what I said at Suyuntai that night. Whoever can give you real happiness, you will love whoever you want, don't care whether the result is sad or happy, and don't care about the lies that ends with one's end."

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This was the first time Youmeng heard such a ridiculous remark, which shocked her.

"The so-called loyalty is just to deceive the stupid you. You have to obsess over one person's love. It is just a shackle that will make you suffer forever." His deep pupils reflected the expression of Youmeng staring. "You just need to love him without distraction when you love each other, until he no longer loves you, or you can't love him."

Just love each other without distractions when you love each other...

Youmeng repeatedly understood this sentence and seemed to understand it.

"When he comes, don't stop him, don't keep him when he goes. This is what is born for love."

Youmeng was deeply amazed by Feng Qiwu's talk. He was such a colorful man. His elegant character and his profound and profound insights into love undoubtedly made Youmeng gradually gain a new understanding of love, which made her suddenly realize it.

Perhaps, this is one of the reasons why she likes to talk to Feng Qiwu.
Chapter completed!