The slaves and maids rarely saw Murong Chong scolded him in person, and hurriedly went down to look for it, but where could he find it, when the beggar sister-in-law found the sachet filled with peach wood, and the slaves in the Mingtang outside came to urge the adults from the palace to urge, Murong Chong had to take the sachet and walked out.

Murong rushed into the car and asked the guard, "Your Majesty took the princess to a remote town, what happened?" ”

Konoe replied with a cold face: "What Your Majesty thinks, how will I know, Childe will know when he arrives in the town"

The guard's expression was quite disdainful, Murong Chong's heart tingled, and he didn't ask anymore, but there was a faint uneasiness in his heart, the faster the horse ran, the more uneasy his heart became, as if he was going to the end of the road, and that end was death.

There were not a few guests in the small inn, Fu Jian chartered all the rooms on the second floor, and the guards led Murong Chong up to the second floor from the side door, and when he arrived at the staircase, two attendants were guarding it, and he saw Murong Chong wearing a black gauze hat, and he was a long-standing adult, which did not match the little and lovely person in his impression, and asked the guards who brought Murong Chong with his eyes.

The guard nodded to them.

The two guards leaned slightly to Murong Chong and said, "Your Majesty is upstairs, I only see you alone, and the rest are waiting here."

Murong Chong's heart was cold, finally he still came, just like he said in person two years ago, Wang Meng died, as he said, does Fu Jian really want to take him back to the palace?

He glanced at Changshi, and the guards led him towards the largest wing room in the middle of the second floor, Murong Chong was waiting outside the door, Murong Chong stood sadly outside the door, just for a moment, his heart turned a thousand times, the efforts he had made before. Is it going to collapse all at once? No, as Fèng Nu said, he will definitely be able to achieve an imperial career, he has already come out, he can't go back to the cage, even if he is His Majesty the Heavenly King, how can he refuse and get out of the way?

Thinking nervously. The guards came out. said to Murong Chong: "My lord, go in, Your Majesty and the Duke of Shunyang will see you"

"Princess Shunyang?" A burst of thunder sounded in Murong Chong's heart, and there was a burst of surprise. He subconsciously touched the sachet tied to his waist, and hundreds of thoughts turned in Murong Chong's heart, and he had already made up his mind, and he lowered his two hands. He straightened his waist and walked towards the large wing. There are two people he has loved and hated in his life, and their relationship is inextricably linked, and it's time to put an end to it.

Fu Jian sat with Princess Shunyang, before Murong rushed in. The father and daughter had a brief conversation, Fu Jian looked at Shunyang, took her hand and asked, "Shunyang." You have to answer your father's words well, and it may be your life. The last time you unfortunately broke your leg, was it because of Murong Chong? ”

Shunyang's fingers instantly cooled, her face turned pale, she wanted to withdraw her hand, but was held tightly by Fu Jian, staring straight at her, Shunyang couldn't avoid it, so he had to reluctantly reply: "Father...... Why is this questioned? How could Shunyang deliberately break his own leg? Who doesn't care about their bodies like that? How uncomfortable it is to break my leg......"

"So you don't say it for him, you don't do it for Murong Chong, that's fine, then the father can choose a marriage for you, you have seen, that General Yang Dingyang, a young hero, this matter is decided, don't regret it" Fu Jian said.

"Don't ...... Other...... Father, Shunyang can't marry someone else, he can only marry ......" Shunyang rushed out, his eyes were as hot as fire, and he was already desperate.

"You want to marry Murong Chong, you know, he is his father's prostitution, don't you mind?" Fu Jian sighed, and a wry smile appeared on Quartet's face.

"Shunyang loves him, Shunyang only needs him, no matter who he is, if he can't be with him, Shunyang doesn't know what it means to be alive, father ......" In an instant, big tears poured out.

"You can marry Murong Chong, but not as a princess, as a commoner, are you willing?" Fu Jian let go of Shunyang's body and sat up straight, it was not what he wanted to persecute his most beloved daughter in this way.

Shunyang was just about to answer, Murong Chong had already appeared on the side of the door of the big wing, he was long and jade, and the dark robe slapped on the door with his sudden stopping, lifted and put it down, he was wearing a black gauze hat on his face, he couldn't see the appearance at all, he only felt that the luxury and richness were rushing towards him, and this door and the entire small inn looked cold, and he could only shrink into a ball, dimmed into a shadow.

Murong Chong paused slightly at the door, yes, in front of him was the person he hated the most in his life, trapping him in an unbearable mud, he hated him, but he had to commit to him, the whole family was committed to him in a disgraceful way, compared to other kings, he was tolerant and even benevolent, he was a generation of Ming monarchs, and he had only made one small mistake so far in his life, that is, he put Murong Chong on top of his bed, and treated him as a little thing to favor, and if he was invited, he would go.

Now he sat upright on a simple couch, square-headed, not angry, still a powerful king, and he was still his slave, and he had to fall on his knees and offer him glory and glory. Next to him is also sitting Princess Shunyang, she has grown up, slim and slim, her face is shining, there is a trace of joy, and there is a trace of sorrow in it, growth is to take away a few points of people's joy, and add a few points of sorrow, this person will be mature, and he can marry and have a baby.

Murong Chong only stood for a while, then knelt on the ground in silence and paid homage with a great courtesy of the monarch and his ministers.

Fu Jian saw that Murong Conflict suddenly appeared, it was not the child who was growing two years ago, his bones and arms were just right, slender and strong, fat and thin, he didn't need to stand up, he knew that he was taller than himself, he couldn't see his face clearly, he could only know from the gesture of his right hand grabbing the finger in the middle of his left hand and turning it, he knew that he was his own fèng emperor, whenever he was nervous and uncomfortable, he used this posture to alleviate it.

Didn't he ask someone to pass the word to him, "Sijun doesn't see you, and the fèng emperor is haggard?" "I saw Jun today, is he nervous? Still uncomfortable?

Fu Jian didn't speak, only quietly waited for Murong Chong to knock his head three times before saying, "Fèng Huang'er, when you grow up, take off the gauze hat and let me take a look."

Murong Chong did not hesitate, he stretched out his hand and took off the gauze hat, he could not have any concealment and decoration in front of this person, or even without any dignity, now is not the time, what is dignity? It is less valuable than the pink on the woman's body, and the king's hand moves slightly, and it will fly to the ground, in a posture of a moment, flattering the most abundant body, and asking for it with the king, and cannot say any "no" word, the price behind the word "no" is too great. To be continued

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