It was already late when I got back to the palace. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info passed by Murong Chenxi's house, there was no light in the house, thinking that he should be asleep, so he and Qianping went back to their residence.

In fact, Murong Chenxi did not rest in the house when he returned to the house that night, but went to the back mountain, because the woman he loved most was buried there. I didn't find out until the next day. The next day, I saw that the door of Murong Chenxi's room was closed, thinking that he was still asleep before he woke up, but after thinking about it, I felt that it was wrong, Murong Chenxi always got up early, and it was three poles in the morning, and at this time, it stands to reason that he has already gotten up. I didn't want to go in to find out, so I happened to meet the butler and asked him.

"Can the prince rest in the house?" "Back to the princess, the prince is not in the house." The butler replied respectfully. I was puzzled.

"Not in the house?" "Yes, yesterday the prince came back after the princess, and asked if you had returned to the house, knowing that you had rested when you returned to the house, he relieved himself, and then went out again."

"Haven't been back yet?"

"Yes, Princess." The butler replied in a low voice.

Didn't return overnight? I exclaimed, and when I looked at the housekeeper again, his calm expression made me have to think that he knew where Murong Chenxi went? Otherwise, it stands to reason that the master of his own family did not return all night, and he did not have the slightest worry about being a subordinate, which has to be suspicious. "Butler, can you tell me where the prince has gone?" I think he knows.

The butler looked at me sharply, and then felt rude, and hurriedly lowered his head. "Lord, lord, he ・・・・・・" He swallowed bitterly, a little embarrassed, and didn't seem to want me to know, as if it was not a good thing for me to know. I knew that the steward was a loyal and honest man, and that he could not tell lies. After my repeated questioning, the butler had no choice but to tell me the truth.

"Princess, the princess, he went to the back mountain."

I was stunned, "Back Mountain?" "What is Murong Chenxi doing in the back mountain, is there any reason to make him go?

"The former princess's Mu is buried there." The butler explained in a low voice when he saw my doubts.

Suddenly, my body froze, and I couldn't help but sigh, he went to see her, and his heart was sour and a little uncomfortable. Seeing this, the housekeeper hurriedly explained: "Princess, don't get me wrong, yesterday was the death day of the former princess, and the prince just went to pay tribute, and had no other meaning."

Something else? What is the meaning?

"Okay, I see, you go get busy, butler." I said lightly, trying to squeeze out a little smile to make myself as good as a nobody, but I found that the smile was a little ridiculous.

I have been in the palace, and I only know to this day that he buried her in the back mountain, and he never told me. Did I never ask him?

Although yin and yang are separated, they are so close to each other.

Some people are close in front of them, whether they are in their hearts.

I struggled to move step by step, and endured to come to the back mountain. Back in the mountain, Murong Chenxi stood alone in front of the tombstone, and he had never left since last night. I remember that when Wanli just left, he guarded here every day, and couldn't bear her to lie here alone, worried about whether she would be lonely, scared, and often drunk. An accident, an encounter, an exact same face, he found the starting point of hope again, and he put all his energy on that person. In the days that followed, he didn't often come to see her, and later, when he got his wish and married the princess of Chu, he rarely came here to see her.

Is it that his heart has been occupied by another woman, is it that he is about to forget the Wanli who once loved deeply. Sometimes, he doesn't want to admit it's true.

In the past, the two women he loved the most, one was the mother who gave birth to him, and the other was Wanli, whom he loved deeply. But fate made people, Wanli's unexpected departure, and his love gradually disappeared. His love for Eniang turned into a complaint, and it wasn't until the appearance of Bingxi that he regained his original love again.

Murong Chenxi, he thought that there would be no love in this life, there was just a struggle for power, and he defeated the conspiracy behind it in intrigue. Until the appearance of Bingxi and getting along every day, the wall of his heart was opened little by little by this woman. Slowly, he didn't want to hate anymore, and the result of hatred would only make people unable to get out of the pain and live forever in the painful past. Slowly, he wanted to become stronger, strong enough to protect her from any harm.

For the queen mother, maybe he doesn't want to hate anymore, but when he thinks of Wanli covered in blood, he can't forget it, and he can't let go of the obsession in his heart.

He didn't know how to face his mother, he also wanted to be as kind as a son to his mother, but unfortunately, it was so difficult for him. Last night, he knew that saying those words was very hurtful, and he must have broken Eniang's heart.

Seeing the mother's heartache, his heart softened all of a sudden, he would also be heartbroken, how much he wanted to go up and hold her hand, even if he said a word of concern, as soon as he thought of Wanli lying motionless in his arms covered in blood, he hesitated, he stopped his impulse. In the end, he chose to leave ruthlessly, regardless of leaving Bingxi behind, ignoring the expectant eyes of the queen mother. "Wanli, you must be disappointed in me, I'm not a good husband, let alone a good son." His voice trembled, more helpless.

There was a silent answer, and the person in the tombstone lay quietly, unable to hear his words.

Murong Chenxi smiled bitterly, he has always been decisive, calm, and not alarmed, how could he become another person emotionally, the only explanation is that he cares too much, and he cares so much that he will be afraid.

"Are you telling me I'm doing something wrong? Should I forgive her? Murong Chenxi still asked. Yes, you did something wrong, and if Wanli was still alive, she would also think you were wrong. Suddenly, a familiar voice disrupted Murong Chenxi's thoughts. I listened to his words and finally couldn't help but open my mouth. He turned, his eyes filled with surprise and surprise, he didn't expect her to come here. In his memory, he never talked about this place, and he never thought to hide it from her, he just felt that it was a good thing for her not to know.

"You're here." He said simply, without asking me why I was here or how I knew about this place.

"Hmm." I nodded at him, I walked past him and approached the tombstone, which was cleaned very cleanly, which should have been specially instructed by Murong Chenxi.

"She's happy." I can't help but envy the woman in this tombstone, even if she is dead, she still has Murong Chenxi's love. Then I looked at Murong Chenxi again and said, "Since she is gone, why don't you let it go, if she is still here, she must not want to see you and Concubine Jin's mother and son become like this." "I try to think of myself as a bystander, and I can't do anything that is wrong when I see people sad. I can leave it alone, I can avoid it, I can act as if it didn't happen, just take care of myself, some things, once on the stall, I want to get rid of myself.

"Bingxi, I'm sorry to leave you alone in the palace." For me, Murong Chenxi was full of guilt, my heart softened, I couldn't hate it, I couldn't get angry.

"You really say sorry to the personnel concubine, instead of saying sorry to me here?" I looked up at him and pointed to the person in the tombstone, "She is no longer in this world, why are you so embarrassed that you are persistent and refuse to let go of the resentment in your heart." "I've woken up and learned to let go, do you want to keep going like this?? Since your heart is obviously starting to waver, why don't you simply admit it, is it so difficult for you to face your true feelings? For me, you can rely on the pet everywhere to protect me, and you can't let go of that bad memory and look forward?

He looked at me, "You are very kind, but it is often because of your kindness that sometimes you get hurt. His eyes were full of pity. If this can help others, I don't think there's anything wrong with that. I said. He didn't say anything for a long, long time, but I knew he was starting to change, and hopefully it wasn't too late, and hopefully it wouldn't be too long・・・・・・・・