As the sun rose slowly, the two men on opposite sides of the imperial city had their thoughts on Qingcheng all night long. It was not until the morning light penetrated the room that their thoughts retreated from the memories of the past...
Murong Jue closed his eyes so that his eyes could temporarily soothe after a sour night. When he opened them again, his dark eyes were already clear and clear.
He put away the hairpin in his palm and placed it in the band around his waist, stood up and left the room.
Murong Jue left the palace this morning without any explanation. Different from every time he went out, he left on foot today. Seeing this situation, he probably just walked around.
He didn't bring any entourage or escort. Now he wanted to treat his heart disease, but he didn't know if the doctor would be willing to accept him as a patient?
Murong Jue came to Baozhitang all the way with an uneasy heart. Since it was still early, there were not many people on the streets, and many shops in the city were not open, but medicinal shops and restaurants had already opened for business early.
When he walked to the door, he saw only one clerk in the store, lowering his head to grab medicine and prepare it, but the slender figure was not seen.
Murong Jue stood across the street, looking there with deep eyes, as if waiting for the appearance of the beautiful woman...
He waited patiently, but his appearance was so eye-catching that the people on the street couldn't help but look at him and began to talk and discuss in low tones...
"Isn't that King Chen? Why are you standing there motionless?" Passerby A looked at Murong Jue curiously, and asked the people beside him in a low voice.
"That's right... look at his hair, it's really all white!" Passerby Yi also looked over and replied, still thinking that the rumors were true and he saw King Chen for the first time today.
What a blessing!
It was not surprising that the two of them were whispering, but gradually many people began to participate, making Murong Jue no longer able to ignore those slightly noisy voices.
He narrowed his eyes and glanced at the people standing still on the street. Even without saying a word, the coldness in his eyes was enough to make them leave quickly.
The little unusual thing on the street also made the clerk in the shop feel something wrong. He just raised his head to think about what happened, and his eyes happened to meet Murong Jue's!
——Isn’t that man King Chen?
The waiter was shocked, and even his face changed in an instant. He put down his work and walked into the inner room. Not long after, Leng Wuxin came out with Qingcheng in his arms!
"Squeak, squeak..." The little guy saw Murong Jue at the first moment, and he seemed to be very excited and started shouting. His body struggled in Leng Wuxin's arms and jumped down, towards Leng Mei.
But a passionate man ran away.
The little guy's enthusiasm did not affect Leng Wuxin, so she naturally saw him. At this moment, their eyes were entangled, and the emotion in their eyes contained too many meanings!
"Squeak, squeak..." The little guy had already run to Murong Jue's feet, raising his head to look at him. His big, bright and bright eyes seemed to be filled with joy!
Murong Jue temporarily withdrew his gaze on Leng Wuxin. He lowered his head, leaned slightly to pick up the little guy, and then took steps towards her!
His heart ached with each step, and he couldn't express that feeling. Facing Leng Wuxin's unmoving eyes, he felt extremely nervous, and the calmness and indifference in those purple eyes made him timid!
"Qing... Wuxin!" Murong Jue originally wanted to call her Qingcheng, but that day she said that there would never be another night in the world, so he changed his name and called her Wuxin.
"Why did the prince come here?" Leng Wuxin said calmly, looking down at the little guy who became quiet in his arms. It seemed that he liked this man very much.
Leng Wuxin had discovered this fact a long time ago, but now that it was leaning docilely in his arms, she still found it a bit unpleasant.
It's not a good thing to trust this man too much. You Die was like this before...
"Can I talk to you alone?" Murong Jue suppressed the turmoil in his heart and tried to make his voice sound calmer.
"Come in!" Leng Wuxin hesitated in his heart, but still nodded in agreement. Since he could find this place, he must know some things.
Murong Jue followed her into the inner hall. The little guy also felt the seriousness of the atmosphere, and the wise man stopped making noise.
"Your Majesty, please tell me something!" Leng Wuxin said calmly, and she called him "Prince" every time, making his heart sink deeper and deeper.
"I...we..." Murong Jue was speechless at this time. He didn't know what to say!
"..." Leng Wuxin listened silently. Seeing his expression, there was something different in his calm eyes.
"If the prince has nothing to say, please go back. Wuxin still has things to do, so I can't entertain you!" Leng Wuxin said. She didn't have much time to tangle with him. If she met him again, she was worried that she was not cold-blooded.
The heart will be shaken again.
She was merciful by not killing him last time in the palace, and now meeting him calmly is her greatest limit. She will not let herself go, because she will not give him another chance...
A ruthless person should be heartless. How can a heartless person be affectionate?
"Qingcheng., between us..." Seeing her expression, Murong Jue shouted her name in his heart, and wanted to know if there was still a possibility between them!
"Your Majesty!" Leng Wuxin frowned and interrupted him, and said slightly angrily: "If Your Majesty came here today to say this, please go back!"
"I know you haven't given up yet, why don't you give me another chance?!" Murong Jue said, so eagerly that the little guy jumped out of his arms.
"Opportunity? What opportunity?" Leng Wuxin asked back, the look in her eyes had turned cold, she said: "The person you are looking for died five years ago. You know this better than anyone else. Today, you
The person in front of me is not Ye Qingcheng, do you understand?" Leng Wuxin said coldly, after slightly pursed his red lips, only a cold light was left to attack his body and mind!
How could he not know that Murong Jue was stuck in his throat? But he didn't want to give up. Did she understand this?
"No matter whether you are Ye Qingcheng or Leng Wuxin in front of me, no matter how many five years pass, as long as I live, I will keep waiting!" Murong Jue also looked stunned, looking at her purple eyes and speaking seriously.
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"You have already taken your revenge, and every chess piece has long lost its use value. What are you waiting for? Still feel that... you didn't do enough five years ago?" Leng Wuxin said, his heart bleeding...