He never said a word to a worthless person. The man who was going around in circles with him just wanted to get rid of Murong Jin's suspicion, but he didn't know that doing so would only speed up his own death!
"You!" the man shouted, and as soon as he uttered a word, his head was chopped off by the secret guard.
Qingcheng didn't say a word during this process. She and Murong Jue walked back side by side, with a layer of gloom in her bright eyes.
——Does he want to be emperor?
Qingcheng took the man's words into her heart. She never knew that the man beside her had such thoughts.
"The throne has never been important to me!" Murong Jue said as he walked. He did not look at her, but looked forward faintly.
He was able to read her mind without looking at her, which made Qingcheng slow down, slightly raising her head and looking at the stalwart man beside her.
"Did I scare you just now?" Murong Jueshang smiled sadly, and the loneliness in his eyes instantly disappeared.
His change of topic did not stop Qingcheng's doubts. She looked directly at him, intently as if she wanted to see into his heart.
"What?" Murong Jue asked again, his smile deepening and trying to ease the current atmosphere, but he knew in his heart that Qingcheng cared about what the man just said.
"I don't know why Your Majesty went to Huaye City this time?" Qingcheng suppressed the fear in her heart and asked him the reason for going out this time. In fact, she was worried that he had a conspiracy when she decided to go on the road with him. Now she added
The words of the man just now made her even more suspicious that his motives for leaving the imperial city this time were not pure!
Murong Jue's face was calm in the face of her direct questioning. He just looked at her without saying a word. Such a look in his eyes made Qingcheng's forbearing composure gradually collapse!
"You would rather believe what an outsider says than what I say, right?!" Murong Jue felt a little depressed by the look in her eyes. Why could she believe the words of a person she had never met before, but not
Are you considering trusting him at all?
His slightly happy mood just now was immediately wiped out by her distrust at the moment, but he did not scold her coldly like before, he just asked calmly, hiding the disappointment in his heart very well.
Qingcheng frowned, not knowing how to answer him now?
If he was sincere, she would naturally not believe him. After the last lesson, she had clearly seen his cunning.
"You don't have to answer, I believe you will understand one day!" Murong Jue said when she was hesitant. He didn't want to embarrass her, so he walked forward on his own.
Qingcheng's eyes were still on him. Because of what he just said, her eyes darkened and her eyebrows knitted tighter!
——What did he mean? Was he implying that he had wrongly blamed him?
Qingcheng's heart is very complicated now. She looks at his figure at this moment, and she doesn't know why she feels that she really shouldn't doubt him!
Why does she feel this way?
Is it because his back is too lonely? Or is it the fleeting ambiguity in his eyes when he said those words just now?
Qingcheng felt very conflicted. After thinking for a moment, she still took steps towards the direction he was walking. Murong Jue seemed to have deliberately slowed down, waiting for her to catch up with him even though he didn't look back!
On this day, there were not many people left from the imperial city, and the only traveling carriage was destroyed in the fight. Now Murong Jue and Qingcheng were walking together, and the others were following behind them.
They could have reached Huaye City this evening, but walking alone was obviously much slower, and Murong Jue was worried that Qingcheng's body could not bear the long journey, so he stopped and walked, and now he was
As evening approached, they had just arrived at the gate of Huaye City.
"Are you tired?" Murong Jue turned his head and asked Qingcheng, who had been quiet all the way. Her face was red, but her lips were slightly white. It seemed that her body was still not fully recovered.
Qingcheng shook her head, and the sweat on her forehead stained her bangs and temples.
Murong Jue's eyebrows were furrowed. The more she showed strength in front of him, the more he would cherish her in his heart.
It would be great if she could let go of her stubbornness in front of him!
Murong Jue hoped that this day would come. He picked her up by the waist and prevented her from taking another step.
"Put me down!" Qingcheng exclaimed, her face turning pale instantly. She looked at him in horror, with the familiar panic in her eyes.
"When we get to the front, I will let you down!" Murong Jue turned his gaze to the front and said. He originally wanted to hug her like this on the way, but because of his understanding of her, he knew that as long as he
If you touch her, her reaction will be as frightened and frightened as now, and there will even be a thin mist in her eyes.
He couldn't bear to see her cry. Now every drop of her crystal tears was like sulfuric acid. When they fell one by one, they seemed to hit his heart, corroding the tenderest flesh in his heart bit by bit.
generally!
If he loves, it is deep love!
This is how he treats Qingcheng now. He wholeheartedly hopes that his changes and love for her will earn her a look back at her. He also hopes that one day he can walk into her heart and replace Ye Yunmo's position...
It is difficult to realize such a wish, he knows this, but he will wait and spend his whole life waiting!
Qingcheng was held in his arms, and the moonlight above her head fell on them. She slightly raised her chin and looked at Murong Jue, who had his gaze in front of him. His handsome face was illuminated by the moonlight, delicate, firm and transparent.
The cold face that seemed to be born with him made him look very charming at this moment!
He is an outstanding man, which is well known to everyone in the Yun Kingdom. If this man wants to become an emperor, I believe it will not be difficult, but will he be a good emperor?
Qingcheng looked up at him, thinking about this problem, and was a little lost. It wasn't until Murong Jue put her down at the destination that she came back to her senses in embarrassment.
Murong Jue stared at her face with dark eyes. Was the worry that suddenly disappeared in her eyes because of herself?
"Your Majesty, Princess, you've had a hard journey!" The steward at the door had been waiting for them for a long time, bowing his head respectfully and saluting the two of them. Not even half a moment after they arrived here, several more people walked out of the room quickly, their expressions a little pale.
With seriousness, when they came to Murong Jue, they all lowered their heads and said: "Your Majesty, Princess, thank you for your hard work. Dinner has been prepared in the castle, please!"
"Let's talk after we go in!" Murong Jue just nodded, said something quietly, and walked into the mansion together with his arms around Qingcheng's waist.
Qingcheng just raised her head and glanced at the door plaque here. The three golden words typing "Lujiabao" came into her eyes. She heard this name from her master in the snowy area. It is said that the Yun Kingdom raises the best war horses.
place.
——What is he doing here?
Qingcheng walked silently all the way, and she did not react excessively to Murong Jue's slight touch that had become a habit. Now that there were so many people around, she would not be so nervous. Moreover, she still had doubts in her heart, wanting to know what Murong Jue's touch was.
What is the purpose of this trip!?
The group of people came to the hall. After Murong Jue and Qingcheng took their seats, the others sat down and enjoyed the table full of exquisite dishes.
Everyone seemed to be a little cautious about this dinner. I thought Murong Jue would discuss the matter with those people after the meal, but he said: "It is getting late today, and we will discuss the matter of the war horses tomorrow!"
"It's the prince!" The person who answered him was one of the middle-aged men. Presumably he must be Lu Zhenrong, the head of Lujiabao.
After Murong Jue's instructions, the servants and a younger man led the two of them to the wing in the castle. When they arrived at the door, the young man didn't say anything. He just bent down to them and stood before Murong Jue.
He left only after they entered the room.
This man is Lu Zhenrong’s only son, and he is also mute. However, it would be a big mistake to underestimate this man for this reason!
After the two of them entered the room, hot water had been prepared for Qingcheng to take a bath, and wisps of hot steam emerging from the bucket shrouded the inner room in haze.
Qingcheng stood outside, looking unnaturally at the bathtub inside.
"You go and wash up first, you must be tired from traveling today!" Murong Juewei lowered his eyes and stared at her as he said, her embarrassment was because of his presence.
She could never let go of her reserve and nervousness in front of him. She was still so afraid of him and was always on guard against him...
Murong Jue could see through the concern in her frowning eyebrows. After he finished speaking, he walked to the desk on the left, took a book, sat down and read it carefully. It seemed that his approach was to pretend that Qingcheng did not exist, and that was also true.
Tell her that she can also regard him as absent at this moment...but, only for this moment...
Qingcheng stared at him for a long time, his face was calm and calm, making it impossible to tell that he had any conspiracy in his heart.
She lowered her eyes and thought again, and finally walked towards the back room on the right.
A screen separated the bed, and a white gauze curtain divided the wing into two rooms, the inner and the outer.
This design is not much different from that of the royal palace, but it lacks the royal style and splendor!
Qingcheng took off her clothes and stepped into the bathtub. The water with a suitable temperature made her tired instantly dissipate.
The sound of rushing water came from the inner room, which made Murong Jue, who had no intention of reading, turn his attention there.
Although there was a certain distance between them, and there was a thin white gauze between them, such a hazy scene made it impossible for his eyes to shift even slightly.
He stared intently, with no desire or possessiveness in his eyes. It was a very calm look, as if he was thinking about something while watching her bathing.