At first, he thought that even if he severed the father-daughter relationship with him, she would go to her grandfather's place, but who knows, a year after Yue'er left, Rong Yue's grandfather sent someone to send a message saying: "I haven't seen this granddaughter for a long time, send someone to pick her up and get together." At that time, he was completely panicked. He never thought that he really wanted to break off the relationship with Rong Yue, and besides, Rong Yue was the child he left behind with the woman he loved the most, how could he say it! He didn't expect Yue'er's temperament to be so strong, and he just left.

Rong Yun indulged in his own remorse, and did not react until he heard An Bo's voice.

"Hehe, Miss Murong is young, it's really amazing."

"General Rong is overrated. It is said that General Rong's beloved daughter is a well-known talented woman in Liuli Country, and she really wants to meet her if she has the opportunity. As soon as Murong Xue saw Rong Yun interject, she couldn't help but feel sorry for July, not to mention that she generally didn't have a good impression of the kind of man who abandoned his wife and daughter, allowed the junior to take the position, and his sister bullied his sister.

When Rong Yun heard Murong Xue say the word "talented girl", her face, which was still smiling just now, stiffened slightly.

"Miss Murong laughed, how can the little girl be compared to Miss Murong, hehe......"

"Oh, yes."

Rong Yun stood in place with an embarrassed expression.

However, the scholar just came to relieve him of his embarrassing situation.

After the dinner party, Murong Xue originally followed An Yue, but slowly and slowly pulled away from An Yue and them.

"Miss, what are you thinking? Let's go, it's time to go back. Wu Yue looked at the young lady who had been absent-minded since the end of the dinner.

"Hmm." Standing in place for a while, Murong Xue greeted Wu Yue and walked towards the carriage in front.

The moment she lifted her foot, a deep, dark voice sounded behind her.

"Murong Xue, get in the car."

Murong Xue paused, her dark eyes looked at the carriage behind, did she hear something just now? The beaded curtain of the carriage shook slightly, and a pleasant and crisp sound sounded lightly, and in the chaos of five colors, a dark purple dragon-patterned corner loomed.

After stopping for a long time, seeing that there was no sound coming from inside, Zhan Ling raised her eyebrows, did she hear it wrong? Thinking of this, he shook his head slightly, and took a step to move on.

"Get in the car, don't let Hongu say it a third time."

Suddenly, a deep voice came from the carriage, with a hint of chill in his tone, which was particularly cold and prominent in the silent night.

When Murong Xue heard this, her eyes narrowed slightly, she didn't seem to have changed this person for a few years, she still looked like she was high up and her face didn't change. Murong Xue twitched the corners of her mouth, glanced at the carriage, and then said slowly: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is so idle. ”

The words are all about Xiahou Mobing, as the crown prince, it stands to reason that he should stay in the palace to deal with political affairs, not to mention that there are envoys from two countries coming, and he is the prince of one country, so it stands to reason that he should be receiving them.

Xiahou Mo in the carriage frowned, his thin and cool lips pursed slightly, and his eyes were dim. The ink hair ran down his forehead, hanging lazily behind him, the ink color spreading, blending with the dark purple robe on his body, and an inexplicable sense of harmony surrounded Xiahou Mobing.

"Does Xue'er want Hongu to do it herself?" In the end, Xiahou Mobing raised his head slightly, and a pair of thin eyes stared at the figure of the same color as his robe through the layers of bead curtains.

"Miss......"

Wu Yue looked at Murong Xue worriedly, oops, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince actually wants to do something with the young lady, although the young lady has become very powerful after these five years, but what she is meeting is His Royal Highness the Prince, and His Royal Highness the Prince's martial arts are unpredictable. In case something goes wrong with the young lady, how can you feel at ease?

Murong Xuexiu's eyebrows trembled violently, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she moved? She naturally knew what Xiahou Mobing meant, not to fight with her, but to carry her into the car in person. If he really carried her into the car in front of many guards, then there would be another major news tomorrow, and the eldest lady of the Murong family relied on her reputation as the first talented woman to seduce His Royal Highness the Prince.

But it seems that if you get into the carriage, you will be seduced, and if you don't go up and be forcibly carried by Xiahou Mobing, wouldn't it be very faceless, no matter how you choose, you are the one who is complained about and sprayed, who makes the family His Royal Highness the Prince?

Thinking about that picture, Murong Xue had a black line on her head, and finally turned her head sideways to give Wu Yue a look, indicating that she would be fine. Then a beautiful turnover, the dark purple hem of the clothes fluttered in the wind, the body stood firmly on the carriage, dark eyes looked at the slender and ambiguous figure behind the bead curtain, pursed her lips, raised her plain hand, opened the bead curtain, and bent down and walked in.

After Murong Xue walked in, Wu Yue was dragged away by a man covering his mouth, and then the carriage on his back foot started slowly, moving forward slowly and silently.

As soon as Murong Xue entered, the scene in the carriage made her slightly startled, the very spacious workshop, and the surrounding car walls were full of fist-sized night pearls, which looked like day in this dark night. The carriage was covered with snow-white fox skins, and the black moire boots did not make a sound when they stepped on it. In the center of the carriage, there is a sandalwood rosewood table, from the corner of the table and the top are carved with various patterns, from a distance, like a quiet and enchanting manzhu sawa blooming in the dark night. Above the table was a beautiful tea set, and the spout of the teapot was wafting from the spout with a minty scent.

Raising his eyes again, Xiahou Mobing, with a touch of dark purple dragon patterns, was lying on the couch obliquely, with soft ink hair hanging lazily behind him, the good-looking thin lips were slightly hooked, and the lazy and deep eyes had been looking at her since she came in.

At this moment, four words flashed in Murong Xue's mind: Alluring the country and connecting the city.

"What is the so-called matter of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince calling his courtiers in?"

Murong Xue brushed her sleeves lightly, her slightly messy hair was close to her cheeks, her tone was shallow and undulating, and her quiet little face was calm.

Xiahou Mobing's lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were still only staring at her, and then the clear and dark voice sounded in his ears.

"It's really sad, I haven't seen you for five years, doesn't Xue'er miss people at all?"

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince smiled. If His Royal Highness has something important, it is better to say it quickly, but now in front of everyone, it is really not good for lonely men and widows to get along in the same room. ”

Murong Xue narrowed her eyes slightly, her eyes were charming, and she secretly complained in her heart, of course she wanted to, she was gritting her teeth. Nima, when she just went to Forget Worry Mountain, every night when she closed her eyes, Xiahou Mobing's cold and silent figure appeared in front of her, causing her to have nightmares every night? Can she say she doesn't want to? Yes?

Digression: Qiqi is very entangled in the plot... How to develop well? Do you have any suggestions?