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As the Prime Minister of the State of Rong, standing above tens of thousands and second only to one, no one knew that Lin Yu held a deceased White Moonlight in his heart.
Years ago, he watched helplessly as that White Moonlight used his frail body to block pursuers, exhausting his final strength to win Lin Yu a sliver of hope for survival. That bright moon fell into a pool of blood like shattered jade, becoming an unhealable wound in his heart.
Fortunately, favored by fate, he was reborn back to the first day they met. Looking at the pale, weak, and frail young master before him who still carried a sense of childishness, Lin Yu rolled up his sleeves, full of drive.
Poor health? On the very first day, he dragged out the black-hearted physician who was administering poison and found a divine doctor to nurse his White Moonlight’s body back to health.
Someone spreading rumors and framing him? He clenched his fists; before the rumors could even spread, the mastermind behind the scenes was already at the door, bruised and swollen, to apologize.
A young lord publicly professing love? He directly.
Wait, the White Moonlight smiled… He smiled?
Distraught, Lin Yu began to accept the fact that his White Moonlight might be about to have a partner. Distracted, he accidentally got injured during an operation and hid in his room, not daring to let anyone else know.
Yet, in the dead of night, Zheng Qingyun pushed open his door and stood before him, looking at his wound with heartache.
Xiao Yu, don’t let yourself get hurt again, okay?
Before Lin Yu could answer, Zheng Qingyun leaned forward and lightly touched his lips a touch that vanished in an instant.
You know, it hurts me when you’re injured. You wouldn’t want me to feel bad, right?
Lin Yu was shocked.
Could it be that the White Moonlight likes me?!
Since the age of six, Zheng Qingyun has always had a pendant named Lin Yu by his side.
His elder brother teased that he was like Lin Yu’s heart and soul held in the mouth for fear of melting, and cradled in the hands for fear of falling.
Perhaps it was the other’s bottomless tolerance and care that made him unable to resist pushing for more.
Zheng Qingyun realized clearly: he wanted Lin Yu by his side every single moment.
When he discovered a certain person who didn’t know the heights of the heavens actually running up to him and shamelessly claiming they wanted to save Lin Yu Zheng Qingyun laughed from pure anger.
He didn’t want to suppress himself anymore. He broke into Lin Yu’s room late at night, pulling the other’s hand to press against his own chest.
Xiao Yu, feel my heart. It’s beating frantically for you.
