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The sea of flowers in late spring is scorching, and in his eyes, it is less than one-ten-thousandth of the red dress in his hand.

Where the skirt is swaying, the phoenix embroidered with gold silk is about to fly.

On that day, she was wearing this red makeup, standing on top of the high tower of Yecheng, and singing a song, lighting up the entire Mobei, gray sky.

On that day, the blood on her neck dripped into the snow, and he looked at the red and white dazzling scenery, thinking to himself, with the blood of the people of the nine clans of the Fei Dong clan to pay for it, I am afraid that it is still not possible.

On that day, when the cold anger in his heart almost drowned out all reason, he suddenly woke up, it turned out that he cared.

Names are not involved.

It's not about looks.

It's not about identity.

She is just the woman who "didn't dare to gamble on what if" and traveled thousands of miles to Mobei to find him, the woman who always unswervingly supported him, the woman who could stand side by side with him in this world, the woman who he did not hesitate to protect with her life, his only princess, his wife.

From that moment on, he abandoned all pursuits.

Even the song "Shocking", as well as the alchemy cinnabar on her left arm, and many inadvertent and natural expressions and small movements, are almost heavenly.

Even if, for so many years, he has never given up searching, but he has not been able to find any trace left by her who fell off the cliff back then.

Even if on the Aoki Cliff, at that last glance, her figure and the deep memory in his mind inexplicably and truly coincided, and he still didn't let himself think about it.

Almost paranoid refuses to break this balance, not at all like him.

But so what, as long as she remains his wife, as long as she is always by his side.

Therefore, when Sang Muqing was teary-eyed, told him about that period of the past, told him about her agreement with Su Xiumian, and told him that she was the real Murong Qing, he just flicked his sleeves indifferently and said, don't let me hear nonsense like this again.

It's not that he doesn't believe it, it's just that now, his wife still needs to rely on the identity of Miss Murong Family, even if this identity will also bring a lot of trouble, but compared to her other identity, at least now, she can be safe.

He thought more than once, when all the truth was revealed, even if he would no longer be able to watch her fall off a cliff and be powerless as before, even if he had enough ability to protect her, but that past was so cruel, could she accept it, and would she continue to stay by his side?

How ironic, he was scared, he didn't dare to take the slightest risk, he would rather she only be Murong Qing for the rest of her life, and I would rather she forget the unreserved attachment and love she once had, as long as she was by his side.

He even had murderous intent towards Sang Muqing, even if in the end, her death was not done by him personally, but at least out of permissiveness.

It's not that he didn't know the Murong family's actions, but he didn't stop it, he was also doomed to be in debt, but he never regretted it.

What Murong Duo and his wife are for is the prosperity of the family.

And he is only for his wife.

Yes, he knew who she was, and he may have understood it in his heart as early as when he saw her fall from the Aoki Cliff with his own eyes, and Sang Muqing's words undoubtedly confirmed everything irrevocably.

Later, when she came back from the Valley of the Evil Doctor, he knew that she knew about it, however, he never mentioned it, only did not know about it.

If the smiling woman back then was the only bright color and warmth in his dark life, then now, with a smile and a smile, has already unconsciously integrated into the depths of his blood, although she can't give it up even if she dies.

So, isn't it, as long as he doesn't say it, there will still be no irreversibility between him and her, and she is still his rightful princess, the only wife in this life.

He once said that her weakness was that she was too affectionate, and he knew too well what kind of woman she was, but if not, would he have fallen in love with her?

So he understood that she would not treat Murong Yimen, who had always been treated as a family member, as a passerby because she was not related by blood.

So knowing what she was going to the Evil Doctor Valley for, he still let her stay away, just so that she could avoid the imminent and inevitable conflict between him and the Murong family.

Dumpling, you wait for me, and when I have taken care of the matter at hand, I will accompany you to the Valley of the Evil Doctor, and wait for our child to be born.

He told her this, and he told himself, smiling, but there was a tension in his voice that even he couldn't control.

Her body was too weak, and it was always a problem for him, but he had no way out.

So I knew that she would know eventually, but I hoped that I could hide it for a while, wait for her to avoid the bloody rain in Beijing, wait until the child was born safely, wait until everything settles, and wait until there is an unbreakable connection between him and her.

She loves her children so much, so for the sake of the children, does he have an extra chance to keep her?

He calculated everything, thinking that it was a lifetime, but in the end it was not a day, he didn't know how she knew, she rushed back early.

She couldn't listen to his explanation, so he opened his mouth coldly and asked, what about Murong Yun, you don't care about her?

For the sake of her, in fact, it is just her well.

Therefore, he beat her, and it was he himself who beat her with his own hands in the face of the person who hated to embed it in his bones and blood to protect her from being hurt in the slightest.

However, he had no choice, he knew what she was going to do, and she didn't know, or she didn't care anymore, what kind of danger such an act would bring her.

However, he couldn't help but care, as long as it was related to her, he would never be able not to care.

She didn't know what kind of forcible restraint he needed to suppress the dull pain in his heart, before he hit her right hand, clenched it into a fist, and closed it behind her, but she still trembled uncontrollably.

He didn't dare to look at her more at all, for fear that with just this one glance, he would soften his heart and uncontrollably want to suppress her, and then all the illusions he had painstakingly created, all the self-control he had worked so hard to maintain, would collapse completely.

However, in the bottom of his heart, in fact, he had collapsed from that moment on, and she did not hesitate to reveal her identity, he knew that he still underestimated the importance of Murong Tong to her, and knew more clearly what kind of blow he would bring her if he died.

So knowing that he was going to take a big risk, he still began to arrange for the Moon Destruction to secretly plan many rescue matters, even if he knew very well, why the task of watching Murong Tong would fall on him, why that holy decree, Qin ordered him to be beheaded, if there was any mistake in the detention or execution, he would be the first to get out of it, but at this moment, in a hurry, he couldn't take care of it too much, and all kinds of considerations to deal with the aftermath could only be left for later.

He didn't tell her because he had played everything in such a short period of time, the odds of winning were too small, and in case of failure, he didn't want her to go through the blow from expectation to disappointment, and the less she knew about many things, the safer she was. Time is too tight, there are too many plans to plan, and there are too many eyeliners around, and he really has no skills to explain to her.

never thought that it would push her to a desperate situation, and let her not hesitate to set fire to herself.

He always knew that she was a woman with a soft appearance but a tough heart, but he still underestimated her determination, in order to save Murong Tong, she could even care for her own life and burn the entire Guimo Pavilion to the ground.

He remembered her coughing in the flames, and he still had palpitations.

He listened to her and said, Your Highness, I don't want to listen to your last resort, I just need you to promise me that after the death of the cheat, don't let him do anything, that's enough!

The palm holding the token tightened uncontrollably, little by little, too much tiredness and pain, and there was nowhere to vent.

Tilt, it turns out that you didn't believe me all along.

He slowly let go of his hand and got up, the token falling to the ground, shattering in half.

Your Highness has not yet promised me.

She stubbornly spoke, still insisting on asking him for a reassurance.

He paused, and there was a slight desolation in his voice—

If you want me to say yes, never do anything like tonight again. (I still remember the Shadow of the Storm (Harem).. /7/7517/)--

( Remember the Shadow of the Storm (Harem) ) )