Could it be... Ye Chen suddenly raised his head, his sharp eyes fell on Leng Sha, and when he saw the sly smile on his lips, he understood in an instant.

"Qianqian, the guards are here, let's go quickly~" Before Ye Chen could speak, Leng Sha had already grabbed Murong Qianqian and rushed to the outside.

Suddenly, the light of swords and shadows of swords flashed in the sky prison, and murderous intent clanked.

Hundreds of guards surrounded Leng Sha and Murong Qianqian, their swords at war with each other. There was no room left between the swords and each sword was struck with all their might.

"Stop, don't hurt the Queen." Ye Chen ordered loudly and stepped forward to block the situation.

Leng Cha grabbed Murong Qianqian with one hand and played the ecstasy flute with the other. Seeing this, he smiled and said: "Thank you, Second Senior Brother, that prince will leave first~"

After saying that, he picked up the unconscious Murong Qianqian, and in a few flashes, he broke through the encirclement and disappeared.

Haoxuan Hall.

"Pa~", the palm fell heavily, and a square sandalwood table instantly shattered into pieces.

Xuanyuan Yao stood up angrily, clasping his hands so tightly that they creaked, and roared: "What did you say, Leng Sha took Qianqian away?"

Ye Chen had a solemn look on his face and said in a deep voice: "Yes~ I think he must have already calculated it, so he deliberately staged this scene to make the Queen think that the deaths of Prime Minister Murong and his wife were caused by you and me."

"What a cold brake, I have to dig three feet into the ground to find him." Xuanyuan Yao gritted his teeth, and a fierce murderous aura erupted from his body.

I had known for a long time that he had evil intentions, but I didn't expect that he would actually dare to attack his Xuanyuan Yao woman. Don't blame him this time for forgetting the friendship and killing her.

…

The rain was sparse, but it never stopped.

Murong Qianqian ran behind Leng Sha in a daze. She didn't know why she ran away, and she didn't know why she didn't resist.

Perhaps, she felt that the palace contained the blood of people she cared about, the indifference of the people she loved most, and those memories that were originally happy but were now in ruins.

Yao Yao still killed them. It seemed that for the sake of his own imperial power, he didn't care about his own sorrow at all, and all those protective and guarding turned into a mirage.

She was a little confused, not knowing whether the pain she felt now was because of Murong Lan's death, or because of Xuanyuan Yao's cruelty, or neither.

Maybe, maybe, or, should, she is feeling the pain of those loves and is afraid of losing them, but she doesn't know if she ever really had them.

Murong Qianqian felt that maybe she was too happy in the past to make people angry, so now God would give her a thunderbolt, which would make her at a loss.

But there is no need to use such a cruel method. As long as Xuanyuan Yao says he doesn't love her, as long as he throws himself into the arms of another woman, all these can make her heartbroken.

It's already getting dark.

Murong Qianqian stumbled and fell a few times on the muddy road. Leng Sha wanted to pick her up, but she refused without saying a word.

Until there was a pond in front of her, she looked at the water with a faint gaze, and breathed heavily: "Xiao Leng, I'm tired, I want to sit by the lake for a while."

"Okay." Leng Sha responded.

The slightest drizzle is floating on the lake, and the night wind blows gently, causing ripples on the water. This scene is so pleasant.

Murong Qianqian sat on the stone, but the lyrics from "Qianqian" unconsciously sounded in her mind: The clear dew on the small pond is rippled, and it rises in circles. The attachment is still withered by the breeze. Reading through the dreams of each other cannot last longer than the world.

between.

Such beautiful lyrics are truly displayed in front of my eyes at this moment, but it hurts every inch of my body. I miss them like a tide, but in the end I don’t have the courage to recall them.

The clothes were already soaked and clinging to the body with coldness. Previously, I was only running and escaping, so I didn't feel the cold to the bone. But now, when I was sitting by the pool and being blown by the wind, I felt a chill.

Leng Sha quickly took off his robe, only to find that it was also wet. After some thought, he decided to put it on her body, "I just have to make do with it and find an inn."

Murong Qianqian remained silent, still staring at the lake in a daze, as if she didn't know there was someone beside her.

"Qianqian, I know you are sad. If you want to cry, just cry. I will lend you my shoulder." Leng Sha raised his hand distressedly, paused in mid-air, and then gently touched her.

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"Xiao Leng, are you going to deceive me too?" Suddenly, Murong Qianqian turned her head and smiled palely.

Leng Sha was startled, then pretended to be confused, "Qianqian, why do you think so, why should I deceive you?"

"Then they..." She pointed at the dark night, where there were a few vague figures. When she pointed, they immediately swayed and disappeared.

"I am the prince of Wu Chen Kingdom. In order to protect my safety, they will naturally follow me closely." Leng Sha forced himself to explain, but he was slightly surprised at her observation skills.

Those who follow him are all masters among masters, and their auras are well hidden. It is impossible for ordinary people to detect that they are being followed, but how did Qianqian do it without internal strength?

Murong Qianqian gave a bitter smile, "You all lied to me, why did you all lie to me, Xiao Leng, didn't you arrange all this earlier?"

Leng Sha: "..."

A drop of water slipped along the lines of the leaves and fell into the pond with a "ding-dong" sound, causing two drops of water to splash.

"Why do you do this?" Murong Qianqian asked.

Leng Sha didn't know how much she knew, and he couldn't imagine what the consequences would be if she knew that those poisons were not given by Xuanyuan Yao, but secretly sent to Murong Lan's hands.

Taking a deep breath, he took a chance and hoped that she wouldn't guess too much, "Qianqian, I didn't mean to lie to you, and it wasn't..."

"You like me, right?" She didn't want to listen to the explanation, but abruptly cut off his words, tilting her head and waiting for the answer seriously.

No one can be immune to the temptation of such deep eyes. Leng Sha nodded subconsciously and said word by word: "It's not like, it's love."

Yes, this kind of feeling can no longer be described as love. In the process of unknowingly trying to use her to seriously hurt Xuanyuan Yao, I have fallen hopelessly in love with her.

Perhaps when she was in Tianchen Kingdom, she was having a snowball fight with a group of children in the white snow, and like a beautiful elf, he had fallen in love with her.

But the absurd thing is that at that time, she didn't know herself at all.

"But I don't love you," after a pause, Murong Qianqian's voice sounded ethereal, "I still love Yaoyao, even if he wants to kill his parents, even if the love may be fake, I still love him."
Chapter completed!