"You finally get it." Chang Hao said, he chose to cruelly tell her the truth.

"That's none of my business." Answered him coldly, her pale little face so calm that there was not a trace of emotional ripples.

"Shallow!" Chang Hao caught up and grabbed her slender wrist, "Why didn't you react at all!" Could it be that you really don't care about being a victim? ”

"So what?" She looked him in the eye and said coldly. The hazy eyes like a rabbit reveal an indifferent look like ice crystals.

"That's not fair to you!" He couldn't believe that she had accepted such treatment.

"Unfair?" She smiled, her expression bitter and desperate, "What about fairness?" What about unfairness? What can I change, fate? ”

"I can take you away, let's go far, far away from all this!" As he spoke, he couldn't help but squeeze her little hand.

Zhao Qingqian looked at him, as if looking at someone he didn't know, "No," she murmured softly, her voice soft as if whispering, "I won't go with you, Chang Hao." ”

Tenderness faded from his face, replaced by a stunned and stiff, "Why?" He asked.

"I can't." Breaking free from his grasp, she stepped back from his front step by step, "I just have a reason why I can't go with you." ”

He didn't follow, just clenched his fists, staring at her fluttering eyes and detached attitude, but the pain in his heart gradually deepened like a flame, carved into his heart, "You are in love with him." ”

Zhao Qingqian raised his head in horror and glared into his dark eyes, his voice cut through the silence between the two out of thin air, as violent as a stinging lightning!

"You're in love with him." He repeated, looking at her with disbelief and unwillingness in his eyes.

Zhao Qingqian choked up. She wanted to deny it, she wanted to rebuke him, she wanted to scold, but her voice choked on her throat and swallowed her denial.

"You love him, but the person he wants is not you, but Princess Hede." Chang Hao cruelly pointed out the facts and reminded Zhao Qingqian's self-inflicted affection to mitigate his own damage.

He sneered: "Do you think the person Nangong Yun really loves is Princess Hede?" You're wrong. ”

He shattered her turtle shell, "The person he really loves is a woman in Yuexi many years ago, many years ago, that woman's wisdom made Baishui City the lord of Yuexi, and even that woman flooded Chiyue with a trick and ruined Nangong Yun's life." But he has always loved her deeply, don't you know these old things in Yuexi? ”

Her palm-sized face turned pale for a moment, "No... No! You talk nonsense, you talk nonsense! ”

Zhao Qingqian turned around and ran away.

Like a drowning dying man, she used all her strength to escape the terrible, confessional-like curse. She told herself she didn't love him! Don't love him! Don't love him!

Because... He doesn't love her!

ran all the way back to the palace, until she saw her own door, Zhao Qingqian was so weak that she was about to die, and her serious trance made her not notice the door that was opened.

"Where did you go?"

Her whole body shook, and Nangong Yun's deep voice frightened her.

"When did you come?" She stood in the doorway, smiling as if nothing had happened, her pale smile seemed more like a void to him.

"Where have you been, I ask?" He didn't reply, but asked her in an accentuated tone.

"I wake up early, so I go outside for a walk in the garden."

"Lies!" He let out a loud shout and rudely interrupted her, "The guards guarding the gate saw you go out of the palace gate with Lingge. Why, don't you want to tell me the Guards are dazzled? ”

Zhao Qingqian was stunned for a long time, then turned around and began to clean up the messy bedding that he didn't have time to tidy up before going out, and no longer tried to explain anything.

"There's nothing to say, so acquiesced?" He sneered.

She didn't reply, still collecting with a blank face.

"Speak! And now he's mute again?! Taking a step forward, he impatiently grabbed her hand and forced her to turn to face him.

"What do you want me to say?" She asked faintly, looking down at the ground, not meeting his domineering gaze.

"Explain!"

"You know my whereabouts very well, is it necessary to listen to me again?" She smiled faintly, but there was no smile in the corners of her bitter lips.

Nangong Yun narrowed her eyes, suspicious of her almost indifferent calm, "Have you met Chang Hao?" His eyes were cold.

She didn't nod or shake her head, unresponsive like a wooden doll.

"I met once, so the dry wood was blazing, and the old love was rekindled?" His dark eyes narrowed dangerously.

"At least, nominally I'm still your wife, and you won't insult me when you say this, but you will insult yourself." She said word by word, calmly and without waves.

Her coldness made him extremely displeased. He pulled her body towards him with a rude motion, grabbing her slender body like a chick.

"When did you learn to be sharp?" Pinched her chin and forced her to look up at him.

"Let go of me!" Zhao Qingqian's hand was against his chest, stubbornly keeping the distance between the two.

"What? If I remember correctly, you were reluctant to let me go last night, but now you want me to let you go? He mocked. Not only did she not let go, but she pulled away her eyesore.

"I'm so tired, can I talk about it another day?" Giving up the struggle, she asked him expressionlessly.

Now she can't break free from his grasp at all, but she is really tired and tired, why does he refuse to let go.

"You look tired and didn't sleep well last night?" He suddenly cared about her.

"I'm fine, just a little tired." Her eyes were never right on him.

"Look at me!" He reached out and locked Zhao Qingqian's jaw, forcing her little face to turn to himself, "Something is wrong with you, don't want to lie to me again!" ”

She didn't speak, her eyes lowered, and she stared stubbornly at the ground.

His gaze lingered on her face for a long time, and finally he grinned at her, "You're angry!" What did Chang Hao say to you? He narrowed his eyes.

"I didn't, and he didn't say anything."

"Sure enough, little things that don't lie!" Pinching her small body, there was a sense of anger in his jealous tone, but there was also a hint of sudden pampering, "You really went to see him secretly behind my back!" ”

Hehe, she's such a little thing that doesn't lie. Compared with the extremely smart Mu Lan, she is so easy to be seen through at a glance.

His domineering tone sounded unreasonable at first glance, but the strong meaning was about to break her heart.

"I'm going to see him! If I hadn't met him, I wouldn't have known that our relationship wasn't what you wanted at all. ”

Finally, she still spoke! Unrelenting tears forced into his eyes, and Zhao Qingqian's whole body trembled because of pain and weakness.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Nangong Yun narrowed her eyes and questioned her.

"I know it all!" Raising her tearful eyes, she shouted, "Princess Ruilian of Qiuzi Country is the wife you want to marry, can you deny this fact?" ”

He raised an eyebrow, finally knowing what this little thing was struggling with!

"What if I say no?" He grinned.

"Don't lie to me!" Chang Hao had no reason to deceive her.

"So you're angry with this, little fool!" He smiled and held her avoidant face, watching her silky eyes slide down two lines of transparent tears, "It's so cute, I'm actually jealous for this kind of thing!" ”

Wrapping around her so that she could no longer struggle, his playful kisses rained down on her little face of the weeping flowers.

"Don't, you go!"

"Why should I go?" His near-scoundrel presumptuousness made her face red.

"Don't do that again."

"I'm happy with my wife, and who dares to say I'm wrong?"

"Princess Ruilian is your wife." She reminded him faintly.

"All I know is that my wife is you." He laughed, and the seemingly unintentional laugh stung her heart.

"Don't be joking anymore," she turned away from his hand, "The marriage of the nobles of the Wusun Kingdom has always been the final decision of the Wusun king. ”

"Joke! Do you really think I'm going to bother with that? ”

His words opened an exit between her closed heart lake, and Zhao Qing held his breath lightly, trying to re-lock the lost line of defense, "But King Wusun." ”

"What a king!" He spoke presumptuously, his strong arms suddenly clasping her slender waist.

"Ahh Zhao Qingqian exclaimed, and then her legs suddenly left the ground, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Take you to see the house I've set up for you!" He said.

Room? Just when Zhao Qingqian suspected that he had heard it wrong, he had already carried her to the back of the palace. Her brow furrowed, she was too weak to deal with him.

It wasn't until she saw the beautiful buildings, curved banks, and flower terraces and water pavilions appear in front of her that she opened her eyes wide in surprise and forgot the reality of her headache.

"Do you like it?" He asked smugly.

"It's... What's going on? Zhao Qingqian was so surprised that he couldn't even finish speaking.

"It's built for you." He said.

In fact, it should be said that this place was actually built for the arrival of Princess Hede. He knows that the country of excellence is particular about living, eating, and dressing.

Compared with pomp, the crown prince of his dignified Wusun Kingdom will naturally not be left behind, and he admires Zhao Shuying's heart, so he specially transported the best sour branches and pear blossoms from the Central Plains as building materials.

And he also recruited a group of construction workers at the same time, and hired a famous gardener from Suzhou and Hangzhou to build a large number of buildings in this northern nest where water and grass do not grow, just to build a satisfactory new house for her. Now, whether she is a real or fake princess, this new house built for the princess is still useful.

"For me?" Zhao Qingqian stared at him in a daze, his expression still looking confused.

"Of course it's for you, such a poetic landscaping is not my tune, and a woman in Wusun Country will never live in such a fancy house." He grinned, waved off the maid guarding the door, stomped open the door, and carried her over the threshold into the house.