Like a wounded white fox seeing her little friend, she pounced towards Long Chen without hesitation, hugged him tightly, and pressed her face tightly against his wound that was still bleeding outward.

Long Chen's black eyes like ink jade looked low at Chu Li, who was twitching in his arms, at a loss for what to do, like a white fox, his bloodless thin lips opened slightly, hooked a shallow arc, as if smiling, his right hand was raised slightly reluctantly, and his face would be hideous for a moment when the wound was broken open, and then pretended to be nothing, gently stroking Chu Li's messy hair. The voice said softly: "Don't be afraid, Jin Ruo knows everything, as long as there is still this king, you will not be allowed to be injured." I believe the emperor understands this better than me. ”

"So, there's no way I'm going to let you go. Otherwise, how can I explain to the royal brother? Long Chen knew that Long Hui had never regarded him as a younger brother, and perhaps Long Chen himself regarded him as his elder brother only today.

He had known the secret of Longhui for a long time.

But the secret of the throne, he chose to expose it today.

There was a sword aura hidden between Long Chen's eyebrows, but his face was still soft and quiet after being injured...... When the light in his eyes intersected with the silent Situ Jinruo, the light in his eyes flashed, and the gentle smile stagnated slightly.

The man in white suppressed the killing intent in his eyes, and his voice was deep: "King Luyang, the queen mother is also tired, Jinruo and you should also go out." ”

Chu Li seemed to be in a hurry at this time, and instantly woke up from Long Chen's arms, his eyes flashed between his sleeves, and he tore off the clothes at the cuffs casually, and helped Long Chen wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, as if there were some coagulated blood marks, but she still only had him in her eyes, and she wiped it very seriously......

It was as if he hadn't heard Situ Jinruo's words behind him at all.

Long Chen lowered his head and looked at Chu Li, her figure was always so petite and slender and slightly weak, looking at her serious face like this, his heart suddenly moved, and he held her wrist with one hand to make her stop. Slightly closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled softly, and when he turned around, he was already outside the door, and said: "Go back to the house quickly, this king will not die, and this king will give you a complete Ah Chen, and a complete Ah Hui." ”

"Until then, I'm not going to die, so ...... Chu Li, you are not allowed to have a half-point difference. ”

When his brown eyes said this, his eyes glowed with a deep blue light, as deep as the churning sea. The purple-robed man stared at the back of the jade steadily, watching her turn around, and his slightly shrugging shoulders were clearly suppressed, but it made him feel distressed.

He knew it wasn't because of the opening in his heart.

"Actually, I wish she had given me that knife. Then she will no longer owe me, and I will have a reason not to miss her again. Long Chen turned his head to Situ Jinruo, who was still silent, and said, "You...... What did you drink for Chu Li? ”

The morning breeze was slightly cool, and the man in white was wearing a skirt that fluttered gently. He suddenly stopped the silent and crisp footsteps, paused for a moment and continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened, so that he left the tired and tired Long Chen far behind.

Situ Jinruo's slender nails were deeply embedded in the veins between his fists, Long Chen looked at his back slowly hanging down, his stiff waist was still trembling and walking forward, the aimless, huge palace wall, walking endlessly.

No one would notice that the corners of his lips were oozing black liquid, but the corners of his mouth were smiling hard, and his deep eyes were as dark as night. Only Situ Jinruo at this moment is so casual, so enchanting and infinite.

A long hair was stripped of his headband, and the beautiful long hair was scattered on the shoulders of his white clothes, and in his amber streamer eyes, he called to the man behind him slightly: "Come and accompany me, with me, I'm afraid of being lonely." ”

"It seems that in the end, none of us have ever had happiness, but we have seen happiness itself." Situ Jinruo's voice was deep.

Long Chen slowly stepped forward to support him, only to find that he had been deeply poisoned. The deep smile he had never seen before made Long Chen's heart tremble slightly. But he still pretended not to know anything and didn't understand the joke: "Now that we are all injured, if Fei Jin thinks that the injury in your heart is more serious than that of this king, do you still need this king to serve you?" ”

Situ Jinruo was stunned at first, then smiled lowly, and the smile on the corner of his lips froze coldly, condensing into an indissoluble obscurity. As if unconsciously, his slender fingers wanted to gently caress Long Chen's hair, but his right hand stopped in mid-air, and through the white mist and faint light, it leaked into the fine and dense light through the gaps between his fingers.

Looking through Situ Jinruo's fingers with residual blood, Long Chen seemed to see a misty white snow mountain, with perennial ice and snow on the mountain, which stretched endlessly, faint clouds and mist, ethereal, snowy ice and snow, as far as the eye could see.

Long Chen and Situ Jinruo supported each other like this, and walked all the way to Liulan Palace. The prince lived there as if it were the most dangerous of all kinds, but it was always so quiet before the storm.

Refusing to give people the slightest warning.

Hua Xiaobai still sat there peacefully, accompanying Lin'er. When the sound of pushing open the door for a long time came to his ears, he was still hesitating and turned his head in surprise, as if he saw a man dressed in plain white and purple clothes coming from the fog in the white mist.

It's a familiar look, with a familiar voice. Long Chen said: "I haven't seen ...... for a long time"

The boy beside Xiaobai stood up slightly, and his tone was a little dry: "It's Uncle Ah Chen and Brother Jinruo." ”

Although the sound was not loud, it was enough to resound through the entire cold Liulan Palace. Hua Xiaobai got up suddenly, and before he could reach the door, Long Chen had already fallen to the ground with no strength, and his body was still pressing Situ Jinruo.

Behind Long Chen, there were suddenly a few crisp high-fives, which made the emptiness of the entire Liulan Hall pierce, and the air was instantly filled with a bit of murderous and arrogant mockery.

At this moment, only Hua Xiaobai was standing behind Long Chen. asked: "Guifei Niangniang, you have nothing to do but go to the Liulan Palace." ”

"I heard that the concubine is pregnant, although she has not yet been diagnosed with the happy pulse, it is better to say a congratulatory message one step earlier for the happy event. In the same way, it may be better to stop the bad thing sooner. ”

Hua Xiaobai was plain white, but at some point she sewed a few thin strips of light-colored goose and yellow ribbons on her chest, and put on a jade chull the size of a copper coin, which looked a little more solemn and solemn than the jokes on weekdays.