"Lord Wang, have you already provoked someone?" The corners of Bingning's mouth trembled, "Otherwise, why did people find the palace directly?" ”

But no matter how much the woman has seen, and then she guesses, it is also a groundless guess if she doesn't understand the reason for this matter.

Looking at the trace of silence flickering on Bingning's face, the thin eyebrows that were slightly raised like sharp arrows were full of distressed pity. Soon, it was replaced by a gloomy bleakness, no longer as mild as autumn water.

Long Chen didn't look at her pupils, but he kept feeling the cold air around him.

He just turned his face to Bing Ning and said, "Your woman naturally doesn't understand these things, so it's better not to know too much." ”

This kind of thing, he didn't want her to be involved in a coup d'état for no reason. After all, he only hoped that they were all well and could live well, which was the only guarantee he wanted to give them as the master of the palace.

For the rest, he just has a weak heart.

"The prince obviously discussed the secret matter with the people in the palace last night, and Bing Ning heard it!" Bing Ning trembled and said, "Isn't the prince still unwilling to tell Bing Ning the truth?" Could it be that the prince never regarded Bing Ning as a pillow person? ”

Even with the knife on his neck, he still refuses to make himself clear in this crisis situation?

Long Chen slammed his hand over Bing Ning's mouth, turned his face and looked out the window and the closed door in a panic.

Then he seemed to let out a long breath and looked at Bing Ning's eyes. There wasn't too much depression and anger, Bing Ning just didn't feel a burst of sourness in his heart.

It turns out that he has always been an outsider.

Long Chen fiercely stared at those piercing but watery eyes, "Don't you know how terrible the current situation is?" Why don't you know how to converge yet? Even if you know something, hear something, shut up for me. The less you know, the better, you know? ”

"Last night, General Qi Fu came to the palace to discuss secretly, and with the emperor's will, he secretly found out the person who played the anti-Liu Fuchu slogan. I have also signed the will, and I will investigate it thoroughly, but I must not leak the word. ”

He was finally willing to sue a qiē to sù Bing Ning.

At this moment, Bing Ning, who knew a qiē, sat on the bed, his eyes as silent as water.

She lowered her eyebrows, then lifted them suddenly. "Lord, since it is the emperor's will, then the emperor will remember your good, right? Even if, even if you temporarily obey that thief for the lives of dozens of people up and down the palace today, it is just a delaying tactic. ”

"The emperor will understand the prince's distress, right?"

There was a trace of coldness oozing from the icy dark eyes, with a bit of expectation.

Long Chen smiled, the smile on the corner of his mouth was so desperate and cold.

"Perhaps." He helped Bingning to lie down slowly, and put the brocade quilt over her. He said very gently, "You don't have to think about anything, don't worry about anything, go to bed early." ”

After saying that, he walked out of the house in a white suit.

Outside the house, Long Chen looked at the back in front of him, and gave birth to a lonely and cold aura for no reason.

He silently approached, took a few steps, and then stood straight beside him without speaking, looking at the endless starry sky.

"Tomorrow is a good day." The man in armor said.

Looking at his face as dark as a black cloud, the condensed cold eyes staring, the slightly cool slightly dry lips.

It took him a long time to answer: "The vast starry sky will be accompanied by the boundless end of the world and the remnants of the river."

The cold and resolute expression, and the cold and somewhat warm eyes.

After Long Chen finished speaking, Aye Sorang turned his face. "No, I still have her by my side."

He didn't look surprised, just a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. "You're so confident that she'll be there for you? In other words, even if you can get the world, can you really be so confident that you won't become the second dragon back, the second Aya? ”

The country is wrong, and there is only good love.

When the majesty of power is added and the supreme glory is undertaken, who can really withstand the polish of time and the hindrance of everything. Even if the heart is still so deeply in love, but Aya Yiyan, who used to love Long Yu so deeply, Long Hui, isn't it all about to become a thing of the past?

"Don't say it, I won't change my mind!" Aye Sorang pulled out the blade at his waist, and the sword sounded hoarse, and the cold blade reached Long Chen's jaw.

The blade of the sword was lightly raised, but the smile on the corner of the man's mouth under the sword became more and more cold. "You're still scared, aren't you?"

As he spoke, he laughed even more arrogantly and unscrupulously.

The laughter seemed to penetrate the dark night sky like iron and rock, swirling and wandering in the stagnant and desolate air around it, seeping into Ayesorang's trembling heart.

He's afraid of being alone, isn't he?

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been lurking by Long Yu's side, acting as a shadow that would not be discovered, afraid of being seen. Half a year later, he still reappeared and appeared in everyone's field of vision.

With this appearance, he doesn't want to be alone anymore and become a cold shadow, does he?

"She will not leave me. Surely it won't ......" his hand holding the hilt of his sword trembled, his cold, purple lips trembling.

Long Chen stood still, just closed his eyes. "If you just want revenge, then don't take the only person around him. If you love her more than her position of power, or even more than the blood feud of the people of the Western Regions, then you will take her away, away from the hustle and bustle of the world, and only give her peaceful companionship. ”

"That's what you're supposed to do. Instead of...... said that he loved her, but he still had to take revenge and sit on the country. ”

Long Chen, as a man, said what he wanted to say to Aye Sorang.

"Whether you listen to what I'm saying now and think it's political or whatever, it's really just what I want to say to you as a man."

Suddenly, Ayesorang's hand gripping the hilt of the sword trembled and let go of the hilt.

The sword gracefully turned around and fell to the ground at Long Chen's jaw, making a cold iron sound of rubbing against the stone slabs on the ground.

Ayesolan finally turned his face away without a hint of trust, "I don't believe you. ”

Then, with long steps, he left.

He shouldn't have signed the decree last night, at least he should have taken care of the woman next to him before signing it. However, he still does not regret that he sent her back to the palace half a month ago.

He had already expected today. But he just hopes that what he can't give, what Ayaya Yiyan can't give, and what Long Hui can't give her stability, maybe Ayasolang can give it to her.