Douluo Continent's childhood sweetheart, Qian Renxue, starts with soul rings transforming into

Qian Renxue's eyes cleared for a moment, and she quickly called for Ju Douluo to stop.

Qian Renxue kept thinking.

"Oh dear, young master, you have seen my guide to immortal herbs, so you should know how precious these immortal herbs are."

This treasure trove should be added to my Spirit Hall!

Qian Renxue glanced at Lin Feng and shook her head:

"There's no need for that. Since Xiao Feng said he's already obtained all the immortal herbs, there's no need to go again."

Moreover, Dugu Bo is already a member of our Spirit Hall; we can discuss the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well with him later.

Qian Renxue doesn't care about any three-year agreement. Now that you're on my Spirit Hall's ship, you think you can run away? Dream on!

Chrysanthemum Douluo was taken aback, thinking that Lin Feng didn't seem like the type to let go of the immortal herb, so he agreed.

"These immortal herbs will be kept by Xiaofeng and me for now. We'll ask my grandfather to decide what to do with them when we return to the Spirit Hall."

Do you have any objections?

"I obey my orders."

"Alright, everyone step back now, calm down, and don't say what you shouldn't say or ask what you shouldn't ask."

"Yes."

Seeing the two leave, Qian Renxue waved to Lin Feng:

"Xiao Feng, come with me. Let's have dinner first, and then you can tell me all about Dugu Bo."

Qian Renxue smiled: "In particular, I am very interested in his granddaughter's matter."

Lin Feng: ...You're jealous of a child too?

……

Beside the table, Lin Feng took out a white flower connected to a black stone and handed it to Qian Renxue.

"Xiaoxue, this is a gift for you."

Qian Renxue happily accepted it and said softly:

"Is this also a magical herb?"

Lin Feng nodded and said softly:

"Yes, it has a very poignant story and a very beautiful name."

"The red of lovesickness breaks one's heart."

Chapter 20 Questioning the Heart

"Lovesickness is red?"

Qian Renxue slightly opened her beautiful eyes and gently stroked the white flowers in front of her with her delicate hand.

The Heartbreak Red swayed slightly, trying to dodge.

But the next moment, it took the initiative to lower its head, and the white petals gently touched Qian Renxue's palm.

Qian Renxue smiled with narrowed eyes:

"It's itchy, Xiao Feng, and it can even move on its own?"

But why is it called "Love-Sickness, Heartbreak Red" when it's clearly a white flower?

Lin Feng felt a little uneasy:

"Because of the crimson hue of its heart."

Legend has it that long, long ago, there was a young man who loved flowers more than anything. In his courtyard, the pond was full of green lotus and lotus roots, a riot of colors.

He spent his days reciting poems to flowers and pouring out his heart to them. Whenever a flower withered, he would grieve endlessly, collect the petals, bury them, and weep repeatedly.

His extreme pursuit of flowers eventually moved the flower fairies in heaven.

A fairy descended to earth, took on a mortal form, and married him.

However, their happy life together did not last long, as the gods eventually learned that the flower fairy had secretly descended to earth to marry a mortal.

Enraged, the gods imprisoned the Flower Fairy and took her back to the divine realm, separating the two forever.

Overwhelmed with grief, the young man was filled with sorrow every day, and his grief was so intense that he even neglected to tend to the flowers.

One day, an old man came and told him that the white peony in the courtyard was the embodiment of his wife's imprisonment.

If it is destroyed, the fairy will lose her divine body and become a mortal, and then she can be with him.

However, the young man loved it so much that he would not make such a choice. He returned to his love of flowers and took meticulous care of the peonies.

Finally, exhausted and heartbroken, he died of lovesickness. In his dying moments, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, which transformed into a single crimson dot in this image of lovesick, heartbroken red.

After hearing this, Qian Renxue was deeply moved and remained in a daze for a long time.

In a daze, a crystal tear rolled down the corner of her eye.

Lin Feng pursed his lips:

"If you want to remove it, you must think of your beloved, be sincere and devoted, and spit out a mouthful of your essence."

If there is even the slightest distraction in one's mind, success is impossible.

She stared blankly at the acacia blossoms before her, then gazed longingly at Lin Feng:

"So, Xiaofeng, you want me to take it off, right!?"

Given their past experiences, this is practically a clear indication of the feelings between them.

Lin Feng nodded solemnly. People in Douluo Continent mature early, and those who are nearly ten years old already know about love between men and women.

Actually, Lin Feng was also a little unsure, since he was certain that he wouldn't be able to remove it.

It's true that he has feelings for Qian Renxue, but it's also true that he harbors some affection for the mature and sexy Ling Yuan, and even...

Lin Feng sighed inwardly, thinking that this was probably just the inherent weakness of men—wanting to eat what they have while eyeing what they don't.

Having memories of his past life, he simply cannot focus on one person in this Douluo world.

Lin Feng doesn't consider himself a saint; he admits to being sentimental, but he's willing to put in the effort to maintain it.

As a time traveler, it would be too unreasonable if I couldn't change some events in the original story.

What he wanted to do was to give his heart as much as possible and receive something in return.

If you think this is unrealistic, you're wrong. This is Douluo Continent, where everyone is obsessed with romance.

Once you fall in love with someone, you'll stay with them forever.

Those so-called "copycats" of Liu Ruyan, who were betrayed after more than a decade of deep affection, are simply ridiculous.

"puff!"

Without hesitation, Qian Renxue spat out a mouthful of blood essence onto the Acacia Heartbreak Red Flower, instantly staining its body red.

The pure white petals turned blood-red, and the alluring yet tragic stamens gradually changed shape.

Qian Renxue closed her eyes, her mind filled with Lin Feng's image.

The images flashed by, showing snippets of their time together.

During the process of undergoing the test of the Love-Sickness Heartbreak Red, Qian Renxue also began to question her own feelings for Lin Feng.

The two met in the library, and she was attracted by his studious and diligent spirit.

Later, they became friends. He was amazed by his insight and extraordinary theoretical talent, and regarded him as a partner who could stand at the same level as him in the future.

Later, her mother grew increasingly disgusted and indifferent towards her, and she saw her father less and less often.

At this time, Lin Feng, a true friend, didn't care about spring, summer, autumn, or winter, or when or where.

Listening to one's own stories, learning new knowledge, and guiding one's own heartstrings.

He entered my heart and occupied a huge place there.

Later, Qian Xunji died, and Bibi Dong broke off relations with her. Lin Feng became the first person she thought of to rely on, and it was on that day that she took the initiative to approach him.

Qian Renxue's furrowed brows slowly relaxed, and she felt relieved.

Whether you see Lin Feng as an opponent of equal standing or as a true friend.

Or perhaps she sees him as the object of her longing, as the person with whom she has the deepest affection, or as her future partner.

These are all expressions of love; she truly loves Lin Feng, and there's no doubt about that!

The Acacia Heartbreak Red shook violently for a moment, and to Qian Renxue's delighted surprise, it slowly descended from the black stone into her palm.

It leaps and bounds with joy, floating in the palm of my hand.

"Xiao Feng, did you see that!" Qian Renxue wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, her purple eyes shining brightly, as dazzling as stars.

"Xiaoxue, I like you too."

Lin Feng spoke softly.