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"Prince! The subordinates have searched all the possible hiding places of the Ice Bead Tree Spirit in the vicinity, but ...... None were found...... Do you think it's possible for this Ice Bead Tree Spirit to be ......?" said the attendant.

Shangguan Yishuo smashed his palm on the side of the tree, looked at the branch that was broken in two, and said angrily: "It seems that we have been tricked!"

"What then!" the crowd nervous......

The Ice Bead Tree Spirit is now in the hands of someone else...... It can be said to be a great loss for the Northern Film Empire!

"Go back!"

Shangguan Yishuo walked away in a huff, returned to the place where the horse was bolted, untied the rope, his body was light, and he jumped on the horse lightly.

Rode away without a trace.

The crowd behind him was helpless, this trip was a toss in vain! The prince's mood at the moment should be extremely bad, and no one dared to talk too much about today's events.

……

Evening.

After sending away Luo Yansheng's nagging guy, Feng Liyue was both happy and worried.

Unexpectedly, this Purple Moon Sect is becoming more and more noisy now......

At the dinner table, Murong Haochen saw Feng Liyue holding chopsticks, supporting his chin with one hand, looking a little absent-minded, picked up a piece of meat and put it in her bowl, and asked carefully: "Luo Gongzi came to visit today, but did he make Huang'er unhappy?"

Feng Liyue looked at the meat in the bowl, the expression on her face soothed, and said with a smile: "No, how can that guy have such a great ability to make me unhappy...... I just want to ......"

Liyue looked at the maid beside her and didn't continue.

"You all go down!" Murong Haochen commanded the maid behind him.

"Yes!" the two maids behind him moved in response and left one after another.

Watching them leave, Feng Liyue breathed a sigh of relief, and the words that shouldn't have been said to others in front of him just now almost blurted out!

It's dangerous!

"How is it?,," Murong Haochen stroked the hair on her cheeks and said with a smile.

"Then I can say it, you have to answer me sincerely!" Feng Liyue said as she looked at him seriously.

Murong Haochen's eyes were always doting, warm, and sweet. He laughed, "Say it." ”

Feng Liyue moistened his throat, put down the chopsticks in his hand, turned around slightly, looked directly at him, and said, "Haochen, do you really not mind my past?"

These days...... She kept wondering if he really didn't care at all......

Murong Haochen thought: This girl is probably still worried about the fact that she is the young master of the Purple Moon Sect. Also...... Recently, the activities of the Purple Moon Sect have become more and more frequent...... Huang'er's worries are not unreasonable.

Murong Haochen shook his head: "I care." ”

Feng Liyue was stunned, and felt uncomfortable inexplicably.

"This king cares about all your past. He paused deliberately, looked at the change in the expression on Huang'er's face, and the corners of his lips raised slightly, as expected...... Huang'er just has lingering fears about that identity!

"But this king doesn't care who you are. No matter who you are, past, present, and future, you are you, the one I love, the one I will never forget. Murong Haochen said seriously, looking at Feng Liyue's eyes very affectionately.

"One, generation, son, no, can, forget, of, people!?" Feng Liyue was stunned, and read out this sentence word by word in a tone that followed him.

This feeling is very real, not a dream, and the beauty is unbearable to break.

But.

Suddenly, a question popped into her mind.

"What if you forget me one day!" With a joking tone and a slight touch of emotion in her eyes, she turned around, picked up her chopsticks and lowered her head to continue eating.

My heart was still pounding.

Somewhat expectant, he replied.

"Even if the king's mind forgets you one day, the king's heart will never forget you, and the king will find you and fall in love with you again. Huang'er will too, this king believes it!"

"Besides, this king swears that this king will never forget Huang'er, otherwise!" Murong Haochen was about to swear.

"No, Haochen, don't, I believe you. Feng Liyue was nervous, and immediately turned around and stopped his next words.

Slightly shy.

"Is the princess of the king in a good mood now?" Murong Haochen held her face, kissed her forehead, and said gently.

Feng Liyue's cheeks were so hot that he turned his head, his heart was sweet, he glanced at him, and said, "Okay, I'm in a good mood now, ...... Let's eat!".