() Because I'm so afraid of losing you, I can only hold you tighter.

The world is a theater, and it will eventually end and people will disperse, leaving only the memories of the past and the boundless loneliness. The civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty left the Yin'an Hall one after another, and the hall was restored to the peace and calm of the past, and only the two of Fu Wang and Wan Ruo were left in the room, and the air was filled with a kind of calm of the tide receding.

It was like looking at the endgame in front of her blankly, but she thought she could win this game of chess, but she fought and fought and finally spelled out an endgame, which made Wanruo feel a sense of loss, she didn't like to see the result of the endgame, even if she lost, she didn't want to be a helpless loser. As if she was holding her chin in her hand and staring blankly at the chessboard, she pondered what she had done wrong.

King Fu has always been a little unhappy, the reason for his displeasure is naturally that he is playing chess with Zhongli Wenjun, he sees that they are so tacit on the chessboard, although they are opponents, they are the kind of opponents who are equal to friends and foes, this requires a tacit understanding, so they make Murong Yichuan extremely jealous, although he never knew that they had been alone for a few days, but seeing them so tacitly, there would be endless hatred in his heart, although he seemed to be unable to remember anything, But there is always a jealous tacit understanding between her and Wen Jun, and one of the two seems to have some unintentional content in their eyes, which was true in the past, but now?

Seeing that King Fu was looking at the chessboard, he thought that she was reminiscing about the moment when she was playing chess with Wen Jun, so the angry flame became more and more vigorous, "Like; After the chess is played, what do you still think of this chessboard? Is it difficult to do it? King Fu's tone was filled with jealousy and dissatisfaction.

As if taking the hand of the cheek support, she looked at Murong Yichuan, who was a little hazy, disappreciatively, and then pointed to the chess game in front of her; "Ikawa; It's a shame that such a good game of chess ended up being an endgame, I still can't figure out which move I made wrong, you've been watching, tell me what I'm doing wrong? As if he was talking about it, he didn't notice the cold light reflected in Murong Yichuan's eyes.

As soon as Murong Yichuan stretched out his hand, he pushed the chessboard to tenth, and the chess pieces were scattered all over the ground.

"What do you mean by that?" He glared at Murong Yichuan as if he was a little annoyed.

Murong Yichuan grabbed Wanruo's two hands, and with the other hand, pinched her little face, and said angrily; "You're sensible, I don't like you to have fun with other men, you actually go against my words, do you take me to heart?" Murong Yichuan's eyes were as cold as a knife, as if he could kill a person in an instant.

It was as if facing Murong Yichuan's sudden anger, thinking that he was a little inexplicable; "Isn't it just a game of chess, are you like this? I'm a human being, not a tool, so I don't have a little freedom? You actually said that I don't have you in my heart, you are too much, you treat me so domineeringly, I doubt that I am your lover or your tool. It was as if she was desperately trying to break free of Murong Yichuan's hand, but she couldn't break free, but she didn't have the suppleness of the past, but she was rebellious with a face, this rebellion was like an adolescent girl disobeying her father's orders, and her stubbornness was like a mountain rock that could not be dragged away.

Murong Yichuan was even more unhappy in the face of the stubbornness and resistance at this moment, if this was the past Wanruo, then he would not be surprised at all, but this is not the same as Wanruo after amnesia, he has transformed her into a soft lamb, but she has the stubbornness of the past at this moment, how can it, how can it!

"Like; You are mine, you can only show me in this life, do you understand? I don't allow you to smile at other men, and I don't allow you to play chess and play the piano with other men, especially Zhongli Wenjun, who you have ambitions for, I won't allow it, you never disobeyed my words in the past, what's wrong with you now? I'm really starting to doubt my heart, everything I've done is because I love you, you can't live up to my hard work like this, do you understand? You're cruel to me. The more Murong Yichuan spoke, the more excited he became, but the green tendons on his forehead were highlighted, and his deep eyes were full of fiery emotion, although he knew that he was deliberately making up lies to suppress her, but he still had to do this, he would never be able to leave a little gap for her, she had to be firmly in the palm of her hand.

As if seeing Murong Yichuan so excited, her rebellion retreated little by little, she knew that she was about to go to South Vietnam, as if there was an unpleasant quarrel between them, so she chose to compromise.

Finally, it was as if he lowered his arrogant head, "Okay, don't be excited, I'll listen to you in the future, really, why are you so excited, you are also a dignified blessed king, if you are not calm in the face of the Manchu Dynasty civil and military affairs in dealing with national affairs, it will not be good." The softness of the image made King Fu happy in his heart, because he was still able to control the tower, and she still thought about herself like that, so it would be good.

Murong Yichuan's face gradually softened, and his hands gently held up his delicate little face, "Only you will make my love uncontrollable, only you can manipulate my body and mind, I shouldn't have been so bearish to you just now, who made you unobedient." ”

At this time, Su Su walked in from outside, "Lord, princess, it's time to eat." ”

Fu Wang Dao; "This website knows, you go out first."

King Fu turned his face to Judo again; "Let's go out to dinner."

It's like pouting his mouth, deliberately making an angry appearance; "I'm not hungry, you have to eat yourself."

King Fu knew that she was deliberately coquettish with herself, so he simply gently touched her lower abdomen, which was still a horse in Pingchuan; "If you're not hungry, my son is hungry, how can there be such a ruthless mother as you in the world." As soon as King Fu said that, he picked it up and walked out of the side hall where the main hall was overserved.