Murong Ling slowly turned around, his eyes dancing as tenderly as moonlight, but with a resentful expression, looking at Shen Shuang who was smiling slightly in front of him.
"The imperial concubine has received the award, but... Shen Shuang, how do you ask me to forget what I said that day?"
Murong Ling said in a low voice, Shen Shuang's voice seemed to still echo in his ears. No matter what happened to this woman, she always had a bright smile.
Those two sweet dimples, like two huge whirlpools, had rolled all his rationality to the center and could never go back.
Shen Shuang was shocked, and Murong Xuan, who was hiding in the dark, was even more furious. When did this happen? He didn't even know what Shen Shuang and Wang Di had said? [
Shen Shuang smiled lightly, she had the figure of an imperial concubine, she bowed to Murong Ling, her voice was soft and soft, "Your Majesty, the Japanese palace drank too much wine, so she talked nonsense, please don't take offense, Your Majesty."
Murong Ling's whole body was shocked. He could not accept such a result, but now that Shen Shuang was the emperor's concubine, what could he do?
It's just that if you can't get a woman, you can finally vent, right?
"Nonsense? Shen Shuang, you disappoint me very much. On that day, you and I were still sworn to each other, but you said that you were talking nonsense because of alcohol? Haha, is it because of my own passion?" Murong Ling said coldly, always laughing and joking.
He actually felt a tearing heartache.
Don’t blame anyone, just blame yourself!
But if Shen Shuang hadn't said so that day, he would definitely not have thought about it again.
But a prodigal son who seemed to be unable to hold back anyone in his life had his heart ripped out because of those few words.
This is the saddest thing.
"Your Majesty, please forgive Shen Shuang for being a little frivolous because of drinking that day. It turns out that...it is true that...hey, let's not talk about the past with the prince. The prince's flute can be compared with that of an immortal. Shen Shuang admires it very much.
But the night is already dark, please rest well, Your Majesty."
Shen Shuang looked at those sad and angry eyes and couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken and took a few steps back.
Today, Murong Ling is like a wounded little beast, with eyes full of unwillingness and wildness.
I hope nothing happens. Although this place is a bit remote, once someone hits her, her reputation will be ruined.