As soon as the words fell, his figure flashed, and he walked in front of Murong Yan in two steps and one step at a time.

Su Ziran's heart tightened inexplicably, but when she saw his slender arms stretched forward, her phoenix eyes burned, ignoring the unknown meaning, it fell on her face in an instant, and her thin lips said lightly: "Su Ziran, come here." ”

Murong Yan didn't open his hand, but the posture of protecting her behind him was even more obvious, and the long and majestic figure blocked her entirely, as if he was protecting his own belongings, and he couldn't allow others to covet half of it, and the tone of his mouth was already a little unkind: "I believe that Prince Rui also knows that Zi Ran is already a deceased person in Tianque now, does Prince Rui plan to take her back like this?" ”

Jun Luohan's eyebrows twisted, but the dark phoenix eyes were cold, gritted his teeth, and asked word by word: "Who is she responsible for being like this now?" ”

Murong Yan didn't let it go at all, pursed his lips and asked, "If it weren't for my trip, would Prince Rui have the confidence to guarantee that Zi Ran would still be able to stand here safely at this moment?" ”

"This is not to bother His Majesty! But there is one thing, even if this king can't bring her out of Dali Temple openly, he won't trap her in such a nondescript situation now. ”

After saying that, his eyes flickered, and his gaze stared straight at Su Ziran again: "What this king said, I don't want to repeat it again." ”

His bony palm stretched forward two inches further, and although he did not repeat his words, the meaning between his gestures was very clear.

Murong Yan was about to speak, but the person behind him suddenly pushed him gently, which suddenly made him feel helpless and angry, turned his head suddenly, and glared at her fiercely.

He came thousands of miles to rescue her, although many of them selfishly wanted to bring her back to Qisheng, but his greatest wish was to keep her safe and sound, how could she return to heaven in such a situation now? Even if she goes back, will she be hidden in the palace of King Rui for eternity?

His hard work, why can't she understand?

Su Ziran stared at him, and was slightly taken aback, as if he had never seen this person angry with her, and he was amused and helpless in his heart, and he forgot what he was about to say for a while.

The two of them looked like this, but in the eyes of the other, they were eyebrows and extremely dazzling.

Jun Luohan even had the heart to kill at the moment, maybe he just found a point to break out after seeing Murong Yan at the beginning, but at this moment, he really had a desire to leave his life behind, although it was fleeting, it was undeniable that it existed.

It turns out that only what this man does for her can be regarded as paying, and what he does is not worth mentioning?

She would never have known how frightened and hesitant he had been when he heard the prince say that she was dead, and that moment, he almost killed him, regardless of who had told him that word. Later, he couldn't believe all this, and on the way to the imperial study, he casually pulled someone to ask about the cause and effect on the surface, but the result was still that she was dead.

There was no doubt that she was important, but he never knew that she was so important.

He even disregarded the etiquette of the monarch and ministers, and directly broke into the imperial study to question his father, asking him why he wanted to break his promise to himself, he clearly said that he would give him three days to find out the truth, but before the three days arrived, how could he do this to her?

Although they all said that she committed suicide in fear of sin, he knew that it was not, how could a person like her, as long as there was a hope of one in ten thousand lives, do such a useless thing as self-determination?

So the only explanation is his father!

I still remember the look in my father's eyes when he saw him, and he probably guessed that he would go to him, although he prevaricated with him at first, but then he completely recognized the matter, and told him plainly that he did send her a glass of wine in the middle of the night.

At that moment, he hated his father, more than ever, even if his father ignored him for so many years, he had never hated him so much as at that moment.

Everything that followed was taken for granted - he lost control of his temper as a matter of course, and then was besieged by his father's secret guards as a matter of course, and finally was taught a hard lesson by his father as a matter of course.

Later, perhaps his father was shocked by his firm and stubborn thoughts, so after a long silence, he suddenly opened his mouth again and told him the truth.

Father said that she was gone, and the new emperor of Qisheng was gone, that is, her nominal imperial brother, but in fact, what is the relationship between them, who can say?

After all, how could an emperor come to a neighboring country alone for the sake of a "royal sister" of Raushzi, even if it was a life-saving benefactor, if there was really no cat in it, how could an emperor exchange twenty cities for a woman's life?

These are the exact words of my father.

When he knew that she was not dead, he was ecstatic, but this truth was like pouring a basin of cold water on his heart, making him feel cold from head to toe, and this cold even pierced deeply into his heart, making his heart ache too.

He knew that his father was definitely deliberately instigating the relationship between him and her, but the matter of the twenty cities could not be the nonsense of his father, so the facts were in front of him - the relationship between the new emperor and her was definitely not simple, at least not as she said that day - not familiar at all!

She lied to him—the realization made him feel even more uncomfortable.

There are not a few things he has deceived her, so he knows that he is not qualified to complain about anything, but his chest is still very tight, it is precisely because of those injuries in the past, so he is afraid that she will really go with the person in front of him without hesitation.

Thankfully, he was able to stop it in time.

Even if she is reluctant, she is still his woman, Princess Rui, and he will never allow her to leave with others like this!

But all the faith that had supported him all the way seemed to collapse when he saw the scene in front of him, if he wanted to bring her back, the only thing he could rely on was her heart, he thought that although she was angry, although angry, although he hated his previous bad deeds, but the person in her heart was him after all, wasn't it?

But what is it now? Did he misunderstand? It turns out that she can still fit another person in her heart?

Maybe he was wrong, it wasn't her heart that he should have relied on from the beginning, but his own strength.

Even if she is already covered in bruises, what are the injuries on her body in order to bring her back?

Perhaps noticing the change in his expression, Su Ziran was suddenly startled, frightened by the fierce blood in his eyes, and suddenly couldn't care about Murong Yan who was in front of her, and suddenly rushed in front of him.

"Jun Luohan, I'll explain this matter to you later, I'll ...... it."

"Do you want to go with this king?" He snapped off.

Su Zi was originally entangled, but he was made to laugh and cry by his appearance: "Can't you let me finish speaking?" When did I say I wouldn't go with you? ”

Ignoring the joy that flashed in his heart, he fished her with his long arms, as if he couldn't wait to scoop her into his arms, and the huge momentum hit the tip of her nose, but when he smelled the heavy smell of blood on his body, he suppressed the words that had reached his mouth, frowned, and asked urgently: "Are you injured somewhere?" ”

Obviously he was dressed in a white robe, and he didn't seem to have any trauma, but the scarlet at the corner of his mouth was the backlash he suffered when he withdrew his palm, and there were some blood stains on the corners of the robe, which made it impossible to see any clues from his usual face.

But it's just such a person, and there is a strong smell of blood on his body......

The man didn't answer her question directly, and snorted coldly: "If you have anything to say, I'll talk about it later." ”

Su Ziran's face was black, and two words flashed in his mind - tsundere.

The two deep lines of sight on her body were impossible to ignore, and she suddenly remembered Murong Yan on the side, and reached out to push away the person who was holding her tightly, but found that this strength was nothing compared to him, so she gave up the struggle, adjusted her posture, and looked back apologetically at the person who had worked so hard to save her.

"Murong Yan, I really want to thank you for saving your life this time." After thinking about it, a bright smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and said, "In the past, you always owed me a life, and you don't have to do it in the future." Compared to your rescue this time, I was really just a blind cat and a dead mouse at that time. ”

Murong Yan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly.

In fact, from the moment that person appeared, he had a strong premonition that he would not be able to take her away today.

It's just that she doesn't know that what he is obsessed with has never been her life-saving grace, it is just a casual remark to coax her, and she is the only person he really can't let go.

"Zi Ran, it's not that I won't let go, it's just that your current situation ......"

He only said half of what he said, but she instantly understood what he meant, her current situation, I'm afraid she can't appear in the sky openly, right?

But Lizhe is there, and there is the disaster of her Su family's annihilation, although she still regards herself as a modern person, but at this moment, she has to admit that the Tianque she has lived in for more than ten years is like her own country, and she has no way to abandon her roots like this......

The man who hugged her stared lightly, quietly lowered his eyes and glanced at her, paused for a few seconds, and then took his eyes away from her slightly, and his gaze without the slightest emotion finally fell on Murong Yan.

Oh no.

It's not right to say that there is no emotion, because that indifference is clearly mixed with something even more indifferent.

His thin lips opened lightly: "Your Majesty, this is not a matter of concern. The princess of this king, this king himself will take care of it! ”