Qinghe smiled at the corner of his lips, took a step back and said, "King Luyang, please forgive this palace for not being able to help the prince pass the word." Recently, the emperor was depressed all day long because of the prince's affairs, and finally fell asleep. As the emperor's concubine, of course, the palace has to think about the emperor's dragon body, and the king of Luyang should please go back......"

Long Chen's jade-like eyes were fixed on Qinghe's face, and the evil charm was like a sparse moon shadow, swaying, up and down, carefully ...... Suddenly, his body trembled, and his hands were withdrawn to hold the hand in Qinghe's sleeve tightly. The corner of his mouth sneered, and he said lightly: "You'd better not play any tricks." ”

Wen Liang's hands were tightly grasped by Long Chen, and the coldness of his fingertips reached the man's palm. The woman's eyes seemed to be looking at the distant night, and she whispered softly: "Is King Luyang concerned about the palace, or is he concerned about the emperor?" Or are you worried about the queen? ”

The ice seemed to sparkle in his eyes.

Long Chen smiled, "Whatever you want." ”

As soon as the words fell, Qinghe was the only one left in the huge palace, and his white skirt was like petals trembling in the breeze, scattering heartbreaks.

But she couldn't go back.

Luyang Palace.

Bing Ning had just stepped into Long Chen's room, only to hear a heroic and desolate laughter from inside the house, and when Bing Ning walked into the house, Long Chen's slender fingers swept up the glass wine glass, and in an instant, the elixir in the wine glass had been poured into Long Chen's mouth.

Suddenly, he raised his head and laughed, Bing Ning stepped forward and hugged the man with his long hair scattered over his shoulders.

"Lord Wang, what's wrong with you?" Ever since he came back from meeting the emperor in the palace, he has become like this, locking himself in the house alone, not eating, but only drinking.

Long Chen stared at Bing Ning in a trance, and the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked up a light smile: "Bing Ning...... How are you? Didn't you say that no one was allowed to come in? ”

Unable to help but say, the slender knuckles clasped Long Chen's fingertips tightly, and pulled him towards the bronze mirror in the room.

Her slender fingers pointed at the man in the mirror, exuding restraint, and her face was unruly, not at all like the gentle and jade-like King Luyang in the past.

"Look, is the person in this bronze mirror you? Is it the well-dressed and graceful King Luyang in the hearts of all the girls in the imperial city? ”

Some people, some things really can't go back.

Just like Tianruo at that time, Qinghe at that time, and she was not the current concubine at that time, there was only him in her heart, only Long Chen, and no prince. He is just a man she admires with all her heart, she is just a simple and kind little girl who doesn't understand anything.

But now, even if he regrets it, he is afraid, and it is still irreparable.

Today, she asked the king whether he cared about her or the emperor, or Chu Li. I want to say that it is this king who is sorry for her. "The voice is as elegant as a lotus, the cold eyes are as clear as a rainbow, and the flying hair is like a deep ancient pool.

Bing Ning shook her head lightly, "What the prince said, Bing Ning doesn't understand." But when did the prince regret it? ”

"In this life, I only regret two things. But it was a burden for many people...... Long Chen stretched out his slender fingers, brushed Bing Ning's soft cheeks, and said in a deep voice: "Bing Ning...... You have to live well. No matter what happens, whether you believe what you see or hear, whether you gain or lose, you have to live well. You know what? ”

With that, he stretched out his slender fingers and gently pinched Bingning's jaw, forcing her to look back to meet his gaze. "Promise me."