It seems that she still followed Murong Yichuan back to Fuwang Mansion, after all, it was her home, and it was the home of her unborn child after all.

The car stopped steadily in front of the palace, and Murong Yichuan carefully helped him to get out of the carriage

The girl Chunhong and Chunxiang had already gotten the news, and they were already waiting in front of the door early. When the two girls saw the princess, tears remained. They fell to their knees

"The slave maid said hello to the princess, and the princess has finally returned." When she seemed to see her two maids kneeling down in front of her with tears in her eyes, she felt a kind of warmth in an instant, and this warmth was integrated into her whole body.

It was as if he leaned down, and then helped them both up one by one with both hands

"Spring Red; Chunxiang; Didn't I say it, don't bow down to me, why is it like this today, I'll be angry like this in the future. ”

Chunhong Road; "Princess; You're back, the slaves and maids are so happy, the slaves and maids think that they can no longer serve the princess, the slaves and maids ...... "Chunhong choked up a little, Chunhong and Chunxiang followed as if they had been almost a year, as if they were very kind to them, as if they were their own sisters, so the sisters were also affectionate to Wanruo.

Murong Yichuan saw that he was so affectionate with Chunhong Chunxiang's master and servant, and he was unconsciously moved, although he was a high-ranking prince, the people around him may not be really close to him.

"Like; Let's hurry into the house, it's windy outside, how can your body stand it. Murong Yichuan reminded carefully

He nodded slightly

Chunhong and Chunxiang hurriedly walked into the palace together

It's like returning to your own residence, as before, but your heart is still pulled by something,

Murong Yichuan had been by Wanruo's side, and when she returned to the room, she said coldly as if she saw that Murong Yichuan hadn't left yet; "If you don't have anything else, please go back, the concubine is very tired and wants to take a rest." The tone was cold, without a trace of warmth.

King Fu faced the coldness of Wanruo, he could only accept it, bear it, as long as he could get her back, Zhiya was by his side.

Murong Yichuan had no choice but to say Okay, you have a good rest, I'll come to see you later.

When he was lucky, Murong Yichuan imprinted a shallow kiss on Wanruo's face

It's as if there is still no expression

Murong Yichuan walked out of Wanruo's place, her heart was still a little heavy, she really made her sad, she actually wanted to see through the red dust, how could she be so ruthless? She must have suffered a lot after wandering outside for a few days, but now she is a person with a body. The dignified Eight Kings Chitose actually wants to let his women have the idea of converting to Buddhism, and if this is spread, it will be okay

Murong Yichuan vowed that no matter what she did to herself, she would endure it, she would cherish her doubly, love her, even if her heart had turned into a stone, she would warm this stone.

Murong Yichuan didn't know if his love for Wanruo at the moment was still ...... God knows that when he saw that he was about to become a monk, his heart was instantly broken, and he had an impulse to pull her back to his side, this kind of blazing has not been like this for a long time since Ximen Ruoxuan left, maybe this is love, maybe he has fallen in love with Wanruo, but he doesn't want to face it.

Chunhong brought a bowl of bird's nest porridge to Wanruo

"Princess; You must be very hungry, this porridge was made for you by the slave maid in the kitchen, drink it while it is hot. ”

It was as if looking at Chunhong's warm face, and there were bursts of emotion in my heart

"Spring Red; Thank you, let's put the porridge here first, I'll drink it later, you go down first. ”

Chunhong said that the slave and maid would leave, and just wanted to go out, when suddenly she remembered something and turned back again

"; There is a sentence that the slave and maid do not know whether to say or not. ”

"What words? You just say it. ”

"After you ran away, the prince has been looking for you like crazy, and every night will spend the night here, the slave sometimes gets up at night and sees that the light in the bedroom is still on, the prince is not eating well these days, can't sleep, the prince seems to really care about you, love you very much."

"Chunhong, I beg you not to say it, let me be alone for a while."

Chunhong hurriedly turned around and left

It was like looking at a familiar room, a familiar one, there was a feeling of comfort, she believed that what Chunhong said was true, Murong Yichuan was much haggard in a few days, she saw a trace of vicissitudes and guilt on Murong Yichuan's face, as if she felt that such a punishment was enough, she didn't expect that she could be loved by him, she just hoped that she could live a peaceful and quiet life, and could get the least care and love from him.

Author's digression: Can warmth really be touched? My friends' harvest votes and messages are my warmth, but I don't feel such warmth