Murong Qian couldn't help but feel a little angry, raised his sword eyebrows, and sneered: "It's not an accident, what is it?" ”

"His Royal Highness King Zheng, paper can't contain fire!"

Hu Qingchen was extremely disgusted with his unobtrusive appearance.

"That's what you think of me?"

There were a few bursts of sadness in Murong Qian's peach blossom eyes, but the corners of his lips were raised high and upward as if he did not admit defeat.

In Xun Qingchen's heart, he is just a ruthless person, a person who will do anything to eradicate dissidents.

"I thought you'd be different from them!"

Hu Qingchen raised his eyes and stared at Murong Qian, "In the end, I saw you wrong!" The kings and grandsons who were born in the emperor's family are all the same luck! We're just a woman, how much can we get in your way? How great is a grudge with you, that it must be to kill a man.1 "Kill a man?" Angry waves rolled in Murong Qian's chest, rushing straight up his throat, "Hun Qingchen, do you know who saved you!" Do you think it's Mo Sheng? "I know it's you!" Xun Qingchen sighed and shook his head, his tone was full of disappointment, "Mo, Mr. Mo, he sued me 1" You know it's me? Murong Qian looked at Hun Qingchen in disbelief, "Then you still ......" "Because of my identity, because of my identity as Miss Situ!" Hu Qingchen raised his eyes and looked at Murong Qian, "You and your father have formed an alliance, from the beginning, you didn't want me to die, on the contrary, you will do your best to protect me because of my identity!" That's why you keep following me! The so-called 'Flower Protector' just wants to keep an eye on me, and doesn't want me to interfere with your plan.1 Murong Qian clenched his fists with ten fingers, trying to swallow the blood that surged up in his throat, his slightly pale lips pulled out a cold arc, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Yes, so what!" "He doesn't want to make a senseless distinction anymore, a person who doesn't believe in you, she doesn't believe anything you say! Hun Qingchen's gaze wandered over Murong Qian's face, she really wanted to see through this skin to see what kind of heart was contained in it! But she could only see a pair of peach blossom eyes, as cold as frost. Mo Sheng checked her pulse and told her that Murong Qian saved her, at that moment, she was moved and shocked! She didn't expect Murong Qian to be so sincere to her, and she wanted to come over to see his injuries. However, before she could take a step, Mo Sheng's next words tore all her tenderness into wisps, and he pulled her and said, "Murong Qian, I'm just using you, you're just a pawn for him to win the country!" Suddenly hearing such words, she didn't react yet, until Mo Sheng seriously sorted out all the clues for her, she suddenly realized that this qiē was just a careful accident! The wisps of love flipped in her heart, weaving into a net, tying into a knot, wrapping around her breathlessly, and rushing out without heeding Mosheng's obstruction. Before coming, she thought he would refute, and she wanted to see how he would explain it. Unexpectedly, he just said, yes, what! She is just the adopted daughter of Situ Zhouzong and the maid of Mosheng Gongzi, what can she do? After a short time, Murong Qian's spirit returned to normal, half serious and half joking: "In order to win the country, naturally you need to do whatever it takes!" "His Royal Highness King Zheng, do you really want the country so much?" Xun Qingchen's head turned slightly lower, her eyes fell on the picture scroll on the ground, and a knot slowly flipped out in her heart, strangling her voice softly, ethereal like a dream, "You, I'm sorry for the name Murong Qian1" Oh? Really? What do you think Murong Qian means? Shallow fame, light profit? Murong Qian said lightly, "Miss Situ, you are really self-righteous!" The eyelashes trembled slightly, staring at the fairy in the painting and smiling, a faint arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, pale and weak. She remembered that at the beginning, she had told him with a smile, the beauty of the country, none of them is easy to take, and if the son wants it, it depends on whether you have such ability. It turns out that what he wants is really just the country! In the light of the lantern festival, in the colorful light and shadow, she thought that she had finally met a person who was willing to paint for her, and that flower and full moon would be as chaste as Mo Sheng made for Xu Xiaolan. How could she have such ridiculous fantasies? Didn't Murong Qian say it a long time ago, she was not his favorite, he wouldn't like her! Is there someone around him, in his heart? In fact, from the moment she entered the house, when she saw the painting of Mo Lan and discarded on the wall hanging on the wall, she should have believed it, so Yiqiē was just hypocrisy! No one's affection can compare to Mo Sheng's sincerity to Xu Xiaolan. Murong Qian, a prince who only competes for fame and fortune, how can he understand that true feelings are precious? It's just a joke! "Heaven is evil, it is still violated; and thou shalt not live. Hu Qingchen took Leng Yueping's hand and bowed, "Jiangshan is not an easy thing to take, His Royal Highness King Zheng, you, do it yourself1" and so on! ”