When you said these words, I wanted to hate you so much, because you were so ruthless to me, and you were not afraid that I would be heartbroken at all. But like Yue'er, I couldn't hate you. Yes, in the past, I
I want the throne, but now that I have met you, I only want you. Regardless of the throne or the country, without Yue'er, all of this is meaningless."
"Your Highness..." He is really different from the ambitious Murong Canghai. Murong Canghai said that he wants a great career, and Su Yueming also wants it. This silly prince, he is so pure, he said he doesn't want anything, he only wants Su Yueming
.
However, she was so unwilling to hurt him!
"Yue'er..." The prince took Su Yueming into his arms with force. He really wanted to rub her into his body, but he was afraid of hurting her. He said softly, "You don't have a sweetheart.
No? Why don't you try to let go of the knot in your heart and accept me, we are together, there is nothing better than this."
Sweetheart? This word made Su Yueming struggle in his arms and said, "Your Highness..."
"Don't call me Your Highness!" He let go of his embrace, held her jade-like face with both hands, and stared lovingly into her seemingly innocent and romantic but thoughtful eyes, "I said, call me Huang,
I am Xuanyuan Qihuang, and I belong only to you. I have nothing to do with the throne, the world, or power. Yue'er, I love you, I love you."
He is so affectionate, his eyes are like clear spring water, his eyes are enough to melt people, and his domineering and doting tone can make women all over the world go crazy with jealousy.
He is the prince, the most beautiful man in the Zhou Dynasty, yet he actually loves this broken man in front of him.
Su Yueming looked at him, as if she saw the Xuanyuan Qihuang who was so prosperous and miserable in his previous life, and her heart tightened——
No, my brother still couldn't escape the fate of a tragic death. The prince must never make the same mistake again!
She suddenly stretched out her hand and pushed the prince away coldly.
The prince looked at her with hurt eyes and whispered, "Yue'er."
Su Yueming said coldly, "I hope the prince will respect himself and stop... entangled with him."
"Self-respect? Entanglement?" The prince heard this and smiled bitterly. In her eyes, he was just a person who didn't have enough self-respect to pester her, hehehe.
Su Yueming swallowed down the tight feeling in her heart that made her heartache, and said, "Yueming and the prince can only be allies, not ****. If His Highness cannot abide by this, then Yueming...
..." She closed her eyes and said, "I will ask the emperor to ask Yue Ming to go to Jing'an Temple and live her life in the ancient temple with Buddhist lanterns."
"..." The prince's broken heart was severely tortured once again, "I can only be an ally. This is the cruelest punishment you can give me."
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Here, Murong Canghai has been making great progress, conquering six countries in succession. Now, only the easternmost Zhou Dynasty is not in his territory.
In a camp only twenty miles away from Dazhou, Murong Canghai was wearing his black unicorn battle robe, and the silver mask on his face looked even more cold and mysterious in the night.
His deep and lofty gaze looked far away in the direction of Da Zhou, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was clearly an inexplicable longing in his eyes.
The soldiers in the camp were ordered to camp where they were and rest for ten days. The campfire was lit and they were victorious all the way. They all had high morale.