Long Chen, you are so ruthless!

Everyone says that you are a smiling prince, merciful and personable. But who knows that your sword is sharp, and the edge of the sword is straight to the heart of man.

And the man in green clothes, his brown eyes tightened suddenly.

Walking out of the hall, his eyes were no longer as relaxed as when he was talking to Long Hui.

"Lord ......"

A female voice came, and she listened to it tactfully, but her voice was trembling.

Long time no see.

He nodded slightly, and walked sideways.

For that woman, it was a meeting and planning for a long time. Zhu Yan is beautiful, and he is dyed with light makeup, but he disdains it.

Why! Why is it that everyone seems to be an amorous prince, but he is so cold and indifferent to her!

She hates, she hates, she hates......

Why, but the steps taken can never be recovered.

"The prince walks slowly."

She will also send him off, just because she now lives in Chuxiu Palace and is called Qinghe.

is no longer the man who wolf bèi pitied in his eyes ten years ago, but ...... She didn't know that in the past ten years of chess planning, not only had she become a stranger.

Long Chen also thought that he should have a smile on her, even if he could no longer rescue the dying Tianruo in the pile of dead people, and then rescued the wolf bèi Tianruo in a group of dirty men, and sent her to a safe and brand-new Tianruo raised by Jiangnan Water Spirit Water Show. It was he who arranged a qiē for her and named her Qinghe, but she ...... But how can you become Qinghe?

The current Qinghe.

"That's it, that's it." The brown eyes closed lightly, and he walked all the way, never looking back.

Like, like the current Qinghe.

"Your Majesty."

The dragon returned to the main hall.

"Your name is ......" He seemed to have seen such a delicate woman, like light water, fragrant and quiet.

The beauty of the dust, the red plum that is unique in the cold winter, is light but scorching.

The tactful voice said angrily: "Qinghe." ”

"Qinghe ......"

yes, Qinghe.

"Have I seen you?" Too familiar, "Or, have you seen me?" ”

In addition to Long Yu, for the first time, Long Hui was able to make the blue deep pupils stay on other women for a few seconds.

Qinghe was the first.

This made Long Hui feel that the woman in front of him was extraordinary, why did she appear in the palace, as a draft person, why did she appear in front of him? This seems to be a step by step trace, but it surprisingly follows the rules, which makes him surprised him clearly and clearly, this elegant woman in front of him.

"Did the emperor forget it?" The corners of her mouth were stricken, "The last time Niangniang went to Lingyin Temple, it was Niangniang who took Qinghe with her." Then, the emperor went to the temple to pick up the concubine Niangniang......"

……

Long Hui's brows were slightly gentle, "Oh...... It turned out to be you. "It's like a sudden realization," Qinghe. ”

He called the name again, "Qinghe, good name." ”

"Emperor Xie praised, this name ...... Qinghe also likes it very much. She lowered her eyebrows and bowed her head, smiling with disgust. Because, the person who took the name is a very important person to Qinghe. ”

She regarded the dragon in front of her, the emperor of all emperors, as if she was a person who spoke silently, and she did not shy away from it at all.

It's just that the blue pupils are as deep as a dream, even in the face of cold and bitter people, she has already learned to be calm.

She thought that there was no colder lover in the world than the person in her heart, she had endured the deepest favor and then fell into darkness, what else was insurmountable to her?

The blue pupils opened slightly, "Oh? Then you have to cherish it. ”

He was amazed.

The show girl who was selected to enter the palace was ...... But there are other men in my heart. So, why are you willing to be elected to the palace?

"Yes......" Qinghe's face was indifferent and he didn't smile.

"I don't know Qinghe, why did you ask to see me today?" Long Hui began to get straight to the point, and it happened to be at this moment, and it happened to meet such a familiar person.

His Royal Highness's woman stood up straight, presumably the next words were solemn rather than joking.

Zhu lips opened gently, "Please emperor, Naqinghe is the concubine." Her straight phoenix eyes were hooked with a touch of light, sharp and puffy. There is no reason. ”

A good one has no reason, and a good one confesses directly. Where did she come from such wonderful pride, who lent her such a lot of courage to shock Long Hui for a while!

The blue pupils opened and closed slightly, and His Highness was silent for a long time. Suddenly, he hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled. "Okay, I promise!"

It just so happened that she had a good impression of him, and it just so happened that he needed her.

That's enough.

"Qinghe?" Long Hui called softly. "I make a promise."

The flowing gaze froze, reflecting the brilliance of Zhu Shui. "Yes."

Long Hui knew that the woman in front of him called Qinghe was not a person who coveted glory, and her mysterious elegance had her own charm in it. Although he didn't know what she was planning for now, he ...... He also has his own self-confidence.

He is the emperor, a kind of man's self-confidence, the glory of status.

"Qinghe retired first, presumably the emperor also knows. Qinghe and the concubine Niangniang...... It's a good sister. ”

She caught it, and that's all there was to it.

Long Hui turned out to be at a pass for a while.

In the silence, the corners of his thin ice-like lips twitched slightly, "I know. Since they are sisters, there is no barrier. So good...... Very good. ”

Qinghe didn't regard Long Hui as a faint monarch, but Long Hui regarded his current self as an emperor who was unscrupulous, and he was able to say the words of serving him as a sister.

What he meant was to ask Qinghe to explain to Long Yu that he wanted to accept a concubine, and he was a person who was a sister to Long Yu.

Just right.

When Qinghe arrived in the Mo Pavilion, Long Yu had just bathed and changed into a loose dress, and was about to lie down to rest.

"Who?"

Long Yu heard footsteps outside the door, like a familiar voice and pace.

She got up and looked up at the doorway. "What's the matter?"

"It's Qinghe." The woman answered outside the door, still in a tactful and clear tone. "Is the mother resting?"

It turned out to be Qinghe.

Rare guest, rare guest.

"Come in, you haven't slept yet." Long Yu, who had just laid down, got up and sat on the edge of the bed again, looking tired but still smiling gently. "I'm about to sleep, but I've been sleepy lately."

In this deep palace, I am afraid that there is only one Qinghe, and Long Yu can talk to her like a good sister who knows her heart, knows her heart, and talks about her family.

"It seems that Qinghe came at the wrong time." The pretty woman bowed her head slightly, deliberately feigning uneasiness.

But with a low eyebrow, he covered his mouth and laughed, "Don't fall asleep, my sister promised to say this to my sister, and my sister fell asleep in an instant." ”