The melancholy in her eyes made his heart twist. What was wrong with her?
"What do you want to know?" Murong Jue put down the bowl in his hand and said, standing straight in front of her.
"You shouldn't be like this. You obviously hate me, but these days..." Qingcheng said softly, but stopped talking immediately.
She wanted to say: You have changed, you have become different?! But when the words came to her lips, she could not say them out.
"What's wrong with me?" Murong Jue asked, he wanted to know if what she wanted to say was 'changed'!
If she notices his change, then there is still a slight chance that the dream in his heart will come true, but if not... will his hard waiting really take a lifetime!?
Qingcheng frowned and said nothing, just looking at him, looking into his dark eyes, using all his courage to look straight, wanting to know if he was pretending!
"What's the reason for your change?" Qingcheng asked, clenching her hands and asking calmly.
Murong Jue's eyes also remained unchanged, and he stared at her with a stern look. When his thin lips opened, the words he spat out were...
"I want your heart, your sincerity!"
She promised to give him her heart, but how could he take that heart filled with Ye Yunmo?
Murong Jue wanted her to give her heart to him willingly, and he also wanted her to have a place for him in her eyes and heart, and no longer be an empty shell.
…
Qingcheng's eyes were completely stunned when she heard this, and her face became a little stiff!
--Heart?!
She can no longer give her heart to him. How can she still have heart for someone who has already given her heart to others?
Qingcheng knew that she had promised him on the mountaintop that day. In order to ensure Yunmo's safety in this life, she promised to give him her heart!
"Your Majesty, do you still remember what you promised me?" Qingcheng murmured and asked him expressionlessly, making Murong Jue's eyes darken a bit.
"Are you really willing to do anything for Ye Yunmo?" Murong Jue asked her, his calm tone hiding the sadness and disappointment that only he knew!
His efforts in the past few days still can't make her look at him more. She still only has Ye Yunmo in her heart, and no one else can shake her!
Murong Jue wanted to know how he was inferior to Ye Yunmo. In terms of status, he was far above him, in terms of financial resources, he was even less than him. If it was about city government and strategy, I believe he was not his opponent!
"Yes! For him, I am willing to do anything!" Qingcheng answered him quietly, and the low voice echoed in the room. It was more shocking than the sound of horse hooves in the carriage today, and it broke his heart into pieces!
——Is he really willing to do anything? Then what chance does he have?
"..." Murong Jue was silent for a long time, then nodded as if understanding, and said lightly: "Okay... very good..."
He didn't suddenly become angry, and his calm reaction made people's hearts ache.
He turned around and was about to leave, but he suddenly felt that his steps were so heavy, and his whole body seemed to have suddenly lost all strength!
"Your Majesty..." Qingcheng stood up and called him. His expression just now made her panic. He kept saying the word "good" several times. Was he going to do the scary thing again like before?
She doesn't want Yunmo to get hurt!
"I won't do anything to him!" Murong Jue seemed to know the reason for her urgent call. Now he could no longer use cruel methods to calm the anger and jealousy in his heart like before. Now he could only
Leave silently and go to a place where you are alone and lick the wounds in your heart!
"..." Qingcheng stood stiffly on the spot. She watched him step out of the room, feeling inexplicably depressed.
Why was she still so uncomfortable after hearing him say these words?
When Qingcheng saw him leaving the room, her gloomy eyes turned away from the door.
She turned around and walked towards the bed. On the long cabinet beside her was the dinner that Murong Jue had just brought in.
Qingcheng looked at it for a moment, the ambiguity in her eyes gradually deepening...
The night outside the house was getting darker, and the wind became a little louder. The rustling of leaves made Qingcheng inside the room noisy. Although she was not sleepy at all, she became even more disturbed when disturbed by the sharp wind!
——I wonder if he will come tonight?
Qingcheng thought of Murong Jue again, wondering where he would spend the night tonight!
His figure was always lingering in her mind. The lonely and desolate back image just now was engraved in her eyes, so that even if she closed her eyes, she could still see the scene clearly!
What happened to herself? Her behavior made her feel confused...
Qingcheng opened her eyes in annoyance, stood up and sat up on the couch. After lowering her eyes and thinking for a moment, she still couldn't calm down, so she could only get up and leave the room.
The whistling wind blew past her ears, blowing her pulled-up black hair a little messy, and her thin dress also fluttered in the wind.
Qingcheng walked alone in the corridor of Lujiabao, walking aimlessly, still thinking about the conversation she had just had with Murong Jue.
He has really changed, otherwise he would have tortured her severely with his old temper, but he didn't just now.
Qingcheng frowned and lowered her head in deep thought. She didn't even notice someone walking in front of her.
"Princess!" Miss Lu called her when she was still half a foot away. Qingcheng suddenly looked up and saw the Lu family couple.
Lu Feifan also bowed slightly to say hello to Qingcheng. Since he was mute, he could only express his respect for Qingcheng in this way.
"It's so late, Princess, aren't you still sleeping?" Miss Lu walked closer and asked, with her usual slight smile on her lips.
"Have you seen the prince?" Qingcheng's face was a little serious. There were so many things in her heart that she couldn't hide them all.
Lu Feifan and his wife looked at each other and seemed to be a little confused about Qingcheng's question.
"Isn't the prince in the room? We came from the hall just now and didn't see the prince there!" Miss Lu replied, her bright eyes also full of confusion.
"Really?" Qingcheng murmured, her pure tone unable to hide her disappointment.
"Princess, the wind is strong tonight, you should go back to your room and rest early!" Mrs. Lu said with concern, and looked at each other again with her husband beside her.
"I know!" Qingcheng sighed.
"Then we won't disturb the princess!" The two couples nodded to Qingcheng again, and then walked past her.
Qingcheng turned around and looked at the loving couple with their fingers intertwined. In her eyes, she seemed to have seen the scene of her and Murong Jue at Prince Jing's Mansion that day.
From that day on, he seemed to be a little different from before. He would stop her drinking in front of outsiders, and he was no longer cold and forceful when talking to her. Even when he was angry, he was suppressing it, just like in the room just now.
Like that...
Qingcheng is very tangled, very tangled...
She didn't move forward, but sat on the side of the corridor, letting the night wind blow her thoughts into confusion!
It was a bit cold tonight, and Qingcheng's physical condition was not good. After sitting there blankly for several hours, her complexion became slightly pale.
"Ahem..." Qingcheng coughed slightly, covering her mouth slightly with her hand, and the muffled voice spread quietly in the corridor...
It was late at night, and the people in the castle had already gone to bed, and even the servants rarely saw a few.
Qingcheng looked at the darkness in front of her with distant eyes. It was like a black whirlpool, sucking her heart in quickly.
Since she was sitting on one side of the corridor, she couldn't see anyone standing behind her.
Murong never expected that she would appear here at such a late hour. He looked at her sitting there, her back slender and straight, but her eyes were looking forward, the same as when she was in the imperial garden that day.
He knew that she was thinking about Ye Yunmo, because they mentioned this man tonight, so now she had no sleepiness and began to miss that man again...
Murong Jue's heart was deeply hurt by her unintentional injury. Her indifference was the most effective weapon in the world to fight back against him.
What else could he expect? To hurt her and punish her like before. To force her to see him in her eyes?
If this could make him feel better, why not do that? Why would his heartache become even more painful than it is now when he thinks of her tears and helplessness, and he would not be able to bear to hurt her anymore?
Maybe, this is love! Because of such feelings, he becomes kind and tolerant...
"Ahem..." Qingcheng coughed again, and the muffled sound hit his heart like a drumstick.
Murong Juejian's eyebrows knitted even tighter. He did not stand there the whole time and walked towards her.
The sound of heavy footsteps was mixed in the wind. Qingcheng was not distracted, so she naturally heard it immediately.
She was still sitting on the corridor, leaning sideways and looking behind her.
Murong Jue's footsteps stopped there. Her look in her eyes gave him no reason to take another step forward.
"It's late at night, go back and rest early!" Murong Jue stared at her and said, with a faint voice and an indifferent expression, but his heart was screaming in the wind, struggling, and aching...
Qingcheng didn't speak, just stared at him straightly. He was still so majestic in the night, like the king who orchestrated the dark night. He had a suffocating power, but his eyes were gentle, more
It also brought sorrow!
Qingcheng looked into his eyes, as if she saw herself in the past. At that time, she had just married into the palace, and there was always such a thin layer of secret sadness in her eyes.
"Your Majesty..."
Murong Jue saw that Qingcheng had no reaction, so he could only turn around and leave first. But as soon as he took a step, Qingcheng in the corridor called out to him.
Murong Jue turned around, said nothing, just looked at her.
Qingcheng lifted up her long skirt and crossed the railing and walked towards him. When she was in front of him, she raised her head slightly and looked at the man hiding seven feet tall in front of her, and saw him clearly.
"Does the prince plan to go back?" Qingcheng asked him in a low voice. She suddenly wanted to know if he would return to his room tonight.
"Do you want to leave?" Murong Jue asked her loudly, thinking that she wanted to return to the imperial city.
"My concubine means..." Qingcheng wanted to explain, but Murong Jue didn't give her a chance. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to withstand her repeated blows, so he couldn't help but be the first to say: "Tomorrow I will
Send someone to take you back."
His cheerfulness shocked Qingcheng. Seeing him walking away, she felt disappointed in her heart!
That was not what she meant by what she just said, but why did she feel empty in her heart when he asked her to go back to the imperial city alone with an indifferent expression?
Qingcheng stood in the wind and silently watched Murong Jue go away. Once upon a time, would she have watched him leave her sight?
Murong Jue did not go back to his room to sleep that night, and Qingcheng also sat by the couch and stayed awake all night.
The slight cough last night became serious after a night. She could feel that her body was a little warm and her head felt dizzy.
The familiar Miss Lu, who came to serve her on time, had already come in with water. Seeing that Qingcheng's face was not good, she asked with concern: "The princess's face is not looking good. Did she catch a cold last night?"
"It's nothing serious." After Qingcheng finished washing, she sat at the pineapple round table.
Her tranquility would make other women envious. Young Madam Lu watched carefully, packed her things and prepared to leave. After worrying for a few seconds, she said: "Your Majesty just ordered me to have your servants wait for you and then send you back to the emperor after breakfast."
Cheng, do you want your Majesty to have your meal in the front hall now, or do you want me to bring the meal to your room?"
Young Mistress Lu is a discerning person. When she saw Murong Jue's expression this morning and saw Qingcheng's expression now, she naturally guessed that the couple was in a mood last night. But she would never know that Murong Jue was no longer there.
He would get angry with her again and take action, but she... never seemed to show much emotion in front of him!
They are a well-known couple in the world, because of his status and her reputation, but those people will never know how they get along since they got married.
"I'll just go to the front hall by myself!" Qingcheng responded to Miss Lu in a low voice, feeling a little dizzy when she stood up.
"Your Majesty..." Mrs. Lu shouted nervously. Her unstable body just now made people worried.
"It's okay, I'm just a little dizzy!" Qingcheng smiled slightly and tried to dissolve the tense atmosphere just now. She gently came back and helped herself out of the room, helped by Mrs. Lu.
The weather today is a bit gloomy. Although the whistling wind is not as loud as last night, it is still a bit cold on the body.
It must rain today!
Qingcheng thought as she walked along the corridor to the front hall.
Mrs. Lu held the copper basin in her hand but did not follow her. She stood at the door of the room and looked at Qingcheng's back with twinkling eyes!
I thought that Murong Jue must have had breakfast by this time, but when Qingcheng arrived at the front hall, he was sitting there eating.
She looked at him, her steps couldn't help but hesitate, and her face was a little stiff.
[There is still one today~~ Please be more positive, everyone. Why are there so few votes? Mumu is going to be sad~~crying]