Chapter 117: The Storm is Coming

The old eunuch is also a delicate and transparent person, he has long seen through everything, and he said all the doubts in Gong Aoxuan's heart in a few words. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Gong Aoxuan sat on the chair a little distracted, still thinking about everything that had just happened in his mind.

"Mu Yun Qian, Yun Qian..."

Muttering to himself, he whispered the name, but the thoughts in his mind were a little complicated.

Is this what you like? Love at first sight?

It's just a short moment, at a glance, as if it has gone through a century. It turned out that the heartbeat feeling turned out to be like this, and it would worry about a person, and his eyes unconsciously stayed on her.

He is the emperor, with 36 courtyards in the harem, 72 concubines, and 3,000 beauties.

There is no shortage of beautiful and beautiful women, but there is no one who can attract his attention like this, making him obsessed with nostalgia, Mu Yunqian is the first.

The first woman who could attract him, let his eyes follow her.

"The emperor is the king of the entire Western Chu Kingdom, and he will definitely be able to come up with a way to get the best of both worlds. What the old slave had to say was finished, and the old slave retired. ”

The old eunuch lowered his head, spoke lightly, and then turned around and left the main hall.

Gong Aoxuan sat on the dragon chair, looking at the blue sky outside the main hall, a complicated look crossed his eyes, and the expression on his face was a little dignified.

"Senior brother, you opposed the emperor so much just now, will he punish you?"

Coming out of the palace and walking to the street, Mu Yunqian stopped and looked at Gong Qiuming with a worried face.

"No, it's a big deal not to be this prince. After all, he is my royal brother, and he will not do anything to me. ”

Gong Qiuming shook his head, reached out and touched Mu Yunqian's head, comforting her.

His face was full of spoiling, his eyes were gentle, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a shallow smile, looking at Mu Yunqian, his heart seemed to be melted.

Being able to be by her side, holding her hand, and looking at her is his greatest satisfaction.

The rest, really not important, for him, is insignificant.

"But, that Miss Liu? Will you still marry her? The emperor said you had to marry her? ”

Mu Yunqian lowered his head, a little unhappy in his tone, and spoke quietly, with a somewhat lonely expression on his face.

"No, I've already rejected the royal brother, so I won't marry her. In this life, I only need you, and I will only marry you, and I will never let you down. ”

Gong Qiuming took Mu Yunqian's hand, his face full of seriousness.

Why has she been worrying about this and that lately? looked like he was suffering from gains and losses, which made him feel very helpless.

What exactly should he do? In order to soothe her heart, make her feel safe, and regain a smile on her face?

"Yun Qian, don't worry, there is a senior brother here. It's all going to be fine, everything is going to be fine. ”

Stretching out his hand to take her into his arms, he opened his mouth lightly, and made a promise to her, and he had already identified this girl in his heart.

The hand of the son grows old with the son, and he will never let go.

The two men stood on the corner of the street embracing each other, and the people coming and going next to them only glanced at each other and turned away.

The national style of the Western Chu State is relatively open, and there is no objection to the love of men and women, not to mention that it is just a hug, they have long been used to it.

It's just that Gong Qiuming didn't notice that in a corner not far from the corner of the street, there was a woman in a rose-red shirt standing there, her eyes were always looking at him and Mu Yunqian.

The little hands were clenched together, and the nails were sunk deep into the flesh, as if they didn't feel the slightest pain.