Maybe he doesn't necessarily care about her leaving, maybe he will treat himself as dead, so that he can get rid of his identity as Princess Leng and live again.
For her, this was a temptation, the ultimate temptation.
Xuanyuan Leng felt that she was always worried in his arms, as if something was going on and it was extremely difficult to make a decision. Moreover, he was afraid that this matter had something to do with him, because when he asked her just now, he could clearly see that she
I deliberately hide my thoughts.
After all, what was she thinking?
He was a little unhappy, dissatisfied that she didn't tell him what she thought.
His domineering attitude made his eyes start to shine with strange light.
He didn't ask again.
She didn't want him to know, but he still had a way of knowing what she was thinking.
So he stood there firmly holding her in his arms, looking at the guards behind him who had their eyes wide open in surprise, and called out: "Hurry up and prepare a royal bed for the princess!"
The cold voice was reprimanding, so that the guard did not dare to take another look, and he quickly went to prepare a imperial concubine's couch.
The pear wood chair is carved with a reclining beauty in a sultry posture.
Xuanyuan Leng gently placed Luo Xue on the imperial concubine's couch, and sat down beside him. His attitude was unusually gentle: "Sure enough, only a beautiful woman can be worthy of this beautiful couch!"
He smiled tenderly.
Luoxue found that under the baptism of the winter sun, his knife-like facial features looked even more elegant and outstanding. He lacked the coldness of the past, and seemed to have added the missing part to his hard and deep facial features.
Heating.
He should be the most beautiful among all the princes. The emperor seems too ordinary and can only be regarded as handsome, while the six princes seem too feminine and a little cunning.
His facial features are three-dimensional and strong, with a masculine spirit, and he has a natural appearance that attracts women.
Seeing her gaze, Xuanyuan Leng smiled slightly and pointed to the beauty sculpture on the back of the couch: "Who do you think this beauty is?"
Luo Xuejing asked her, looked over, and took a closer look, but she really couldn't tell who it was. The woman was wearing a dancing dress, with her skirt and skirt flying, and she was dancing in the air.
The posture is very seductive, with a kind of etherealness, like a fairy but not an immortal, like a human but not a human.
The sculptor did not carve out her face.
And such desire cannot be hidden, which makes people even more guess how beautiful such a woman must be, which makes them even more free to think about it. It seems that the sculptor is very talented. Compared with him,
Sculpting a woman's face is even better.
Luoxue shook her head: "I am stupid and didn't know who this person was."
"The beauty is lying down in a hundred postures!" Xuanyuan Leng said, then he smiled with his lips: "This person is you."
"Me?!" Luoxue exclaimed, a little confused, but then she thought of it quickly. It seemed that the sculptor was really thoughtful.
He deliberately did not carve out the beauty's face. Firstly, it adds to the imagination of the onlookers. Secondly, it also hints that whoever sits on this couch will be the beauty.
It can be described as a true beauty bed.
"This sculptor is indeed very thoughtful and admirable!" Luoxue exclaimed.
Seeing Luoxue's look of realization, Xuanyuan Leng secretly appreciated it in his heart.
She was indeed smart, and with just such a slight touch, she could tell that he actually felt a sense of knowing.
This beauty couch was originally carved by him for Liu Chun'er. His state of mind at that time was so different from that of him now.
All she wants is to grow old with Chun'er and live a green pastoral life.
Don't play for power, don't fight for fame and fortune, and live a comfortable and happy life.
It's a pity that after all, I thought of people's hearts too simply.
Because, his thoughts are not her thoughts.
She likes a gorgeous and noble life, and she is not content with being ordinary.
I remember when she saw this beauty on the couch, when he explained the beauty from the side to her, she couldn't understand it and insisted on him carving her face on the painting.
Show her stunning beauty.
At that time, he should have realized that she was different from him. She liked to live under the cheers of everyone.
But at that time, he was so blinded that he never thought about it carefully.
"Who is this sculptor?" Luoxue asked with a chuckle, with hope in her eyes. She admired this sculptor so much. This kind of mind and talent made her want to get to know him.
This person should be the kind of peerless talent who hides in the woods.
"That man is already dead." Xuanyuan Leng said in a deep voice, his face suddenly changed, and his mood became more depressed. He stood up, walked towards the garden, and stood with his hands behind his hands.
Yes, he is already dead. The once calm and serene Xuanyuan Leng is already dead. The current him is no longer him.
Luoxue showed an expression of regret and confusion as she looked at the man standing in the garden with his hands behind his hands. For some reason, he looked so lonely and desolate at this moment. For no reason, he felt like the autumn leaves had fallen in winter.
A sense of impending arrival.
The soft winter sun actually dragged his long back...
Why does his mood change so much when he mentions the sculptor? Who is this sculptor?
Did she ask the wrong thing?
"I'm sorry." she said.
"What are you sorry for!" Xuanyuan Leng's voice was a little gloomy, as if he had fallen into a boundless loneliness.
"I shouldn't ask random questions." She said softly.
"none of your business."
Luoxue listened to his words and didn't say anything else. She just sat quietly and looked at him.
But he didn't speak or turn around, he just stood there quietly, looking at the endless end. It was clear that the sun was shining brightly at noon, but in an instant, it was like a dark cloud suddenly covering his face.
At this moment, Qi Bao walked forward and saw the beauty couch under Luo Xue. His eyes showed surprise. Although he calmed down quickly, Luo Xue was still confused. It was just a couch, but Qi Bao's eyes showed surprise.
A different look.
This only shows that this couch is unusual for Xuanyuan Leng.
"Your Majesty, is lunch ready?" Qi Bao asked.
Xuanyuan Leng didn't look back, he just said: "Let someone pass the food here!"
"My slave, I obey." Qi Bao responded, then turned around to prepare. Although the prince had been eating alone for so many years, she was not surprised that the prince would suddenly decide to have dinner in the Rhododendron Garden.
She saw the changes in the prince.
Even the beauty couch can be used by the princess, so what else is impossible?
I just hope that the princess can truly change the prince back to his former self.
"Slave, please hurry up and order lunch to be delivered." Qi Bao nodded in response, and then walked neatly towards the kitchen.