Chapter 57: The Mysterious Man

"What the hell is the prince trying to say?" Her voice was filled with exasperation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Lian Mo suddenly stepped forward, approached her and said, "Even if you want to be his queen, I won't allow it." ā€

Shen Qing took a step back without a trace, at this moment, she felt the need to make it clear, the power of the person in front of her was probably even greater than that of the prince.

"There is one thing that I hope His Royal Highness will understand. Shen Qing's widow body will not want to be the queen of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, nor will she be anyone's queen. ā€

Lian Mo chuckled: "You're wrong, I'm not interested in that seat." ā€

This really surprised Shen Qing, with Lian Mo's strength and talent, she believed that as long as he wanted to, it was unknown who would ascend the throne, besides, was there a man who didn't want to be the emperor?

"So, I'm not going to trap you in this cage, no matter how luxurious it is, it's just a cage. Now, as long as you give me a chance, as long as it is what you want, I will walk with you even if I do everything I can. ā€

Since she entered the palace to exorcise the emperor, he knew that the person in front of him should yearn for freedom, those purple and red palace clothes can indeed make her look more noble and beautiful, but it also makes her wear a disguised mask, and the ten thousand styles are not as good as her white clothes in the mausoleum with a starry smile in her eyes.

"You look best in white!"

Shen Qing's body stiffened, he actually knew......

Just when she was stunned, Lian Mo gently held her in his arms, with caution and uneasiness.

"Give me a chance, just once."

Shen Qing came back to his senses, the bamboo fragrance on the tip of his nose hit in bursts, and he only felt a brief dizziness in his brain, she naturally knew what the man in front of her was about her, there was no doubt that he was one of the best men in the world like his senior brother, and it was rare that he did not only know plunder like ordinary magnates, but courted her gently like an ordinary teenager.

What's even more unbelievable is that he would say that he has no interest in that seat. She raised her hand and gently pushed him away.

A moment of loss, Lian Mo only felt that the temperature in her arms was gradually getting colder, she was like a magnificent rainbow in front of her, gorgeous and rare, but she couldn't catch it no matter what, and even touching it was a luxury.

"You break my seal first."

......................

The internal force that had been suppressed for a long time between the dantian continued to gush out, until every meridian of the limbs and bones, and the weak body that lasted for half a year seemed to be injected with full energy, and for the first time she was glad that she had martial arts.

"How do you feel now?" What's wrong? ā€

He stared at her expression without blinking, for fear that something was wrong with her. Shen Qing opened his eyes, "It's never been so good." ā€

Seeing that the man was still staring at her cautiously, she smiled: "Thank you Shizi today, it's not early, I should go back." ā€

"Wait."

"How?"

"You haven't told me the answer yet."

His elegant and peerless face had a persistent look, like a prisoner waiting for the verdict, and she was the judge of his love.

She looked at him for a while: "Is the prince really willing to give up that lofty and unparalleled throne in the world?" ā€

"It's not that I can't give up, but I never thought of competing for that position, and gaining and losing are relative."

Shen Qing pursed his lips and smiled, "What about the high position?" Not the emperor, but the power of the emperor? ā€

"It's just a little bit of a way to save your life in this killing city, do you mind? At best, it's something outside of the body, and if one day, you don't need it, so why discard it. ā€

Shen Qing sat down on a chair, in all fairness, in this imperial city, if there is no power, who can guarantee what kind of fate it will be, not to mention, he is still the orphan of the former prince. This is even more destined for him to experience more jealousy than ordinary people.

"Do you have any questions?"

"Huh?"

"Do you have any more questions for me?"

Shen Qing's heart jumped, such a man should have been the perfect person to meet her standards, maybe she hadn't trusted someone for a long time, she always looked at him with a defensive and cautious attitude, so that she didn't pay attention to his advantages at all.

"I'm sorry, Shizi, I never thought about this problem, come again, you and I have a huge disparity, how can the Zhaowang Mansion marry a widow. So, we are still ... ā€

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the person in front of him: "I don't even need to take into account the eyes of others when I marry the person I love, don't mention any disparity in the status of a widow, I don't care." ā€

"The Son...

There was a knock on the door, "Cousin, when are you going to talk, and it will be dark if you don't go back." ā€

Shen Qing was shocked that the delay was too long, and he was about to open the door with a light answer, but his left hand was grabbed by a big hand: "You haven't answered me yet." ā€

"I'm not ready, sorry!"

The hand holding her gradually loosened, just as he expected in his eyes, he looked into her eyes fixedly, and said solemnly, "I will wait for you." ā€

Shen Qing opened the door and walked out, but his last words fell clearly into her ears, her steps froze, and then she walked out of the door without looking back, remembering that there were many love stories in her previous life, where would there be infatuation waiting? It's just the rhetoric of the time at the time, spring and autumn come, the years go by, who can keep a lifetime of infatuation for whom......

It was still the inconspicuous oil-canopy carriage, Zhou Ji sat obliquely outside the car and poked his head into the car: "Cousin, I think my senior brother is really good, his martial arts are strong, his appearance is peerless, and his affection for you is not like a fake, or you should consider it." ā€

Shen Qing leaned on the carriage, squinting and not giving a handout, "If you want to feel good, you go and get married." ā€

Zhou Ji snorted coldly: "Kindness is regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs." ā€

Shen Qing didn't pay attention to it, leaning against the wall of the car to recuperate, and his mind unconsciously flashed his expression of obsessiveness for an answer.

Suddenly, there was a violent vibration of the car body accompanied by the neighing of the horses, Shen Qing quickly lifted the curtain, and first a person dressed in black and wearing a black mask stood in the middle of the road, Zhou Jikan grabbed the fast-running horse and cursed: "You don't want to die, don't you see a carriage?" ā€

The man stood with his chest crossed, a short black sword pinned to his waist, and his whole body was pitch black, except for a pair of gloomy eyes.

Shen Qing got out of the carriage and asked in a loud voice, "Dare to ask Your Excellency what you are going to do?" ā€

"You're Shen Qing?"

The man in black's voice was hoarse and low, with a deliberate disguise, "It's really a rare stunning." ā€

"Dare to ask who your Excellency is and what do you want?"

The man in black didn't speak, just looked Shen Qing up and down, not letting her go in the slightest.