Traveling through the busy farmland of a peasant girl

Chapter 412: Emotional Chaos and Conspiracy

The next day, at dawn, a faint light shone through the mist onto the place where everyone was resting.

After a night of rest, everyone gathered their energy, quickly packed up, and set out again on the long journey with an uncertain future. The sound of horses' hooves clattered, wheels rumbled, and the group hurried off into the distance.

Since Luo Lingchen set out on the journey, his mind was not on the itinerary at all. His eyes drifted towards Shen Li from time to time, hoping to find a moment to be alone so that he could confide in her.

However, Chu Fengmian's words yesterday were like a huge rock, weighing heavily on his heart, making him feel chest tightness, shortness of breath and breathlessness.

After getting on the carriage, his eyes became dim and his expression was listless. The sorrow in his heart was like wild grass in spring, growing wildly and could not be dispelled.

Shen Li was lost in thought, and when she looked up inadvertently, she met Luo Lingchen's gloomy gaze.

In an instant, a sense of uneasiness surged into my heart, like a fine needle pricking me gently.

She pretended to be calm and moved inconspicuously towards Luo Lingchen. She reached out her hand and gently tugged at the corner of his clothes, her movements so gentle as if she was afraid of disturbing anything.

Her voice was very soft, but it was filled with unconcealed concern, like a gentle spring breeze: "Ling Chen, you look so worried, are you worried about something?"

When Luo Lingchen heard this, he slowly raised his eyes. The moment his gaze met Shen Li's face, the grievances that had been suppressed for a long time surged out like a flood.

He opened his mouth, thousands of words swirling in his throat, he wished he could pour them out all at once.

But when he turned his head and saw that there were other people in the carriage, those words seemed to be frozen in an instant, stuck in his throat.

These people were like bright light bulbs, separating him from Shen Li, so dazzling that it was uncomfortable.

He just stared at Shen Li straightly, his eyes gradually turning red, like the clouds in the sky stained by twilight.

Seeing him like this, Shen Li was completely panicked. Her voice unconsciously rose and trembled a little: "Just say something! Where do you feel uncomfortable? Don't scare me!"

Luo Lingchen could no longer restrain himself. He stretched out his long arms and held Shen Li tightly in his arms, his movements eager and cautious.

Hot tears burst out of her eyes, slid down her cheeks, and soaked Shen Li's shoulders.

His voice was choked with sobs, as low as a whisper, yet full of affection: "Li'er, I just want you to have only me in your eyes and heart.

I support you wholeheartedly in your quest for the throne of the world, to become the supreme empress. No matter what you do, I am willing to follow you through thick and thin, standing behind you to protect you from the elements.

But the only thing I can think of is that there are other people around you..."

Just this thought was like a sharp knife, piercing his heart, causing him so much pain that he really didn't want to think about it anymore.

Shen Li felt both distressed and amused, and hurriedly comforted him softly, like coaxing a hurt child: "Look at you, you're just imagining things. When did I ever say I was going to find someone else? Stop imagining things and making yourself uncomfortable."

Chu Fengmian, who was sitting nearby, took in the entire scene and unconsciously displayed a meaningful smile on his face.

His eyes moved back and forth between Nangong Qi and Su Ran, with a gleam of inquiry in his eyes. He thought to himself: Following them this time, there are so many interesting things along the way, just like a wonderful play.

Let's see how these two will react to this delicate situation. Will they continue to support Shen Li, or will they start their own business and each plot their own way out?

Nangong Qi watched Luo Lingchen and Shen Li hugging each other tightly, and listened to them expressing their feelings to each other. The jealousy in his heart suddenly jumped up and made his chest burn.

He turned his head angrily and looked at Su Ran, his cheeks puffed up and round, just like a wronged and angry little hamster.

He complained angrily, "Look at them, and then look at yourself! All you do is nag me, urging me to fight for it, but you, on the other hand, are all talk and no action! You don't even take the initiative and fight for it!"

Su Ran stared at the two people hugging each other, his eyes as deep as a cold pond, making it impossible to understand. He just stared at them silently for a long time, and the air seemed to freeze at this moment.

Suddenly, he turned his head sharply, his movements quick and decisive, as if he had made some desperate decision. He really didn't want to look at this glaring scene anymore, and decided to just ignore it.

He snorted in his heart, a trace of disdain flashed across his face, and he thought: Do you really think that without their support, Shen Li can ascend to the throne of empress smoothly?

That was too simple! He decided to plan carefully and put forward his own request.

At that time, let's see how Li'er and Luo Lingchen will make the difficult choice between his conditions and their great cause, and see if they can still talk about love without caring about others.

It took a long time for Luo Lingchen to recover. He belatedly realized that he had just cried like a little girl, and his face instantly flushed, burning hot and filled with embarrassment.

He raised his hand and wiped away his tears, his movements somewhat awkward. When he looked at Shen Li, his eyes were filled with apology and tenderness, and he said softly, "Li'er, I'm sorry. I was too reckless and willful. Our great cause is not yet completed, and I have been tripped up by love. I shouldn't have done this."

The corners of Shen Li's mouth rose slightly, and her eyes were full of smiles, like flowers blooming in spring.

She raised her hand and gently patted the back of Luo Lingchen's hand, her movements gentle and soothing, half-jokingly comforting him, "Alright, don't blame yourself. They say men don't cry easily, it's just that they haven't been heartbroken yet. I know you acted like that just now because you cared too much about me."

Her voice was gentle, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, carrying a reassuring power, warming Luo Lingchen's heart and gradually calming his originally panicked heart.