When Murong Canghai came back, Su Yueming was lighting a fire on the stove. When she saw Murong Canghai, she suddenly felt something strange in her heart.
She quickly lowered her head, but Murong Canghai didn't say hello to her. He went into the room and came out again after a while, with an indifferent expression on his face, as if nothing had happened.
He walked up to her who was lighting a fire, bent down, tilted his head, and said "Huh".
"What?" Su Yueming asked, hiding her inner panic.
"Why is your face so red? It's so hot that my hands are sweating." He stretched out his hands, held her face, and asked seriously.
Su Yueming's heart tightened, she slapped his big palm away, turned away, and said, "Young man, do you think I am as free as you to be a witness at the wedding?"
Murong Canghai lowered his eyes and accidentally saw Su Yueming's shoes. The edges of the shoes were dirty and stained with some black mud. His heart tightened and he said, "Have you just been to Ahu's house?"
Su Yueming opened her mouth.
"Then..." Murong Canghai's expression froze for a moment, and he said, "Did you hear everything Ahu and I talked about?"
Su Yueming threw a handful of firewood into the stove and said, "It was said so loudly that I heard it even if I didn't want to hear it."
A malicious smile slowly appeared on Murong Canghai's face, and he said, "Then what do you think of my idea?"
"What, what's your idea? I don't know what you're talking about?" The room suddenly felt stuffy, and Su Yueming stood up and ran out.
Murong Canghai chased after him and said, "You obviously heard it, didn't you? Wait until you are old enough to have flowers and candles in the wedding room."
His voice was so loud that the passers-by turned their heads and looked at them curiously——
Su Yueming suddenly turned cold and ran faster, until she reached the pear forest until her figure was submerged in white.
Murong Canghai followed quickly and walked around several times before finally seeing her figure under the largest pear tree.
Looking at her like this, her figure actually seemed a little lonely. As Murong Canghai looked at her, a feeling of wanting to be cared for was aroused in his heart.
He walked forward, stood side by side with her, looked at the white flowers in front of him, and said -
"What I just said was all serious, and I didn't mean to make fun of it at all."
Su Yueming turned around, her eyes fixed on his face, and said——
"Then, is the King of Beiyuan willing to give up on annexing the Great Zhou because of this? You now have a hundred thousand troops entrenched at the foot of Longshan. Their iron hooves are ready to break through the territory of the Great Zhou at any time. Will you let them all go back?"
The originally tender expression on Murong Canghai's face disappeared, and he said sullenly, "Do you mean to make a deal with me, Mom? The condition for your willingness to be with me is that I let go of devouring Dazhou?"
It is imperative to unify the seven countries. Su Yueming, please don't embarrass me."
Su Yueming smiled and said, "Always, this ambition is the most important thing in the mind of the King of Beiyuan. Yueming is actually the least important part of your life, so why doesn't the King of Beiyuan focus on your ambition?
Great achievements, but forget about the little personal love between children."
When the wind blows, the pear blossoms fall again, fluttering and rustling like a dream.
"Ambition and great achievements, I want it; Su Yueming, I want it too."