Chapter 152: Struggle

The color of his eyes was faint, and a trace of pain came from his chin, which made Nangong Luojing extremely calm.

"Yes, Luo Jing really wants to get Weiguo out of danger now, but has the East King thought about it, if Lan Lingxu gets everything he wants, will he want more, at that time, the East King is not helping the country, but harming the country."

When her words fell, she felt Lan Lingxuan's hand trembling slightly, and the mockery in his eyes made her puzzled.

He slowly let go of the hand against her chin, the brilliance in his eyes became a little dim, Nangong Luojing could hardly see the changes in his eyes, and looked away.

"Please think twice" This was the last sentence she said before leaving, and after saying this sentence, she moved to leave, only this time Lan Lingxuan did not stop her, and let her leave.

She thought about walking forward, never stopping or looking back, but at that corner, she finally turned her head to look at the lonely man.

The soft light overflowed, falling on the golden robe on his body, making the golden robe bright and dazzling, and even the afterglow of the sun became a little dimmed.

After looking at it for a moment, she knew that it was fruitless, so she turned and left.

The breeze is gentle, mixed with a faint smell of earth, and the clear pond after a thunderstorm is washed clear and clean by the rain.

Whenever she is in a bad mood, Feng Yeyu always likes to branch everyone to come here to watch Qingchi's quietness, her heart seems to be able to calm down, and her mood can become better.

It's just that this time, facing the equally calm Qingchi, her heart is turbulent, she can't be quiet, she can't think normally, at this moment, she only has what Feng Yichen said to her in her mind.

She understands what he said, she understands everything, but, for her, how important that person is to herself, and the happiness of her life is in his hands, if he has three long and two short on the battlefield, then what should she do.

Did Brother Wang really care about her happiness?

Thinking of this, Feng Yeyu shook her head a little painfully, for her, Brother Wang is her closest person, he has his own difficulties in making such a decision, he is the king of Xiling, and the person she loves is the heroic general of Xiling, all of which is destined for her to give up one thing, or please, or righteousness.

Asking her to choose, like a knife on her neck, is a dilemma.

If you don't let him go, it is equivalent to the people of Xiling falling into dire straits, and let him go, how tormented her heart is, the queen mother said, if one day, the person she loves is going to leave her, that kind of taste is worse than death, it is the life of the walking dead, no matter what you do, you will think of him and think of her heart ache faintly, the thoughts are sweet and bitter, and she clearly understands that her thoughts must be bitter.

How to do it, how to do it

Feng Yeyu was at a loss, the thoughts in her head had already been so chaotic that she couldn't figure it out, the anxiety in her heart made her want to vent, and there was nowhere to vent, so she reached out and picked up the stones on the ground and threw them into the pool.

A crisp sound came from the pool, and a stone sank into the pool.

Feng Yeyu subconsciously looked back at the person who threw the stone, only to see that the person who appeared behind him was Murong He in a purple robe.

The unhappiness on his face was immediately swept away, and the smile gradually crept up to that pretty face.

It's just that when she got up, the smile on her face disappeared in an instant, for her, after today's meeting, is it necessary to stay for a long time before she can see each other again, thinking about this, she can no longer laugh, and she can't be happy.

"Princess" called in a low voice, and Murong and already stood side by side with her.

Feng Yeyu was silent, she didn't want to speak, she didn't want to say anything, she just wanted to be quiet.

Murong He knew her mood, so he didn't force it, but just watched the water ripple in the pool with her.

The breeze was blowing in his face, and he and she just stood like that, each thinking about it.

After a long time, Feng Yeyu took a deep breath, she didn't want to be silent in front of him anymore, so she said, "How do you know I'm here?"

"It was the prince who sent someone to inform Wei Chen," Murong replied frankly.

"Also, if it weren't for Brother Wang, who would know that I was here" A slow voice overflowed from Feng Yeyu's mouth, she looked at the calm pool water, and said what she thought in her heart: "Every time I am in a bad mood, I will come here, every time I come here, my mood can change from bad to good, but today I stand here, my heart can't be quiet no matter what, it is uneasy, and I don't know how to make it quiet"

Looking at Feng Yeyu covering her chest and the painful look on her face, Murong He couldn't help but feel a little pity.

He understood what she said, but he didn't expect that this woman's feelings for him had reached this point, she loved him, cherished him, and regarded his life and death as her own, and there might not be a second person in this world who could treat him like this

His eyes gradually overflowed with a bit of pity that even he had not noticed: "The princess's affection Weichen understands, understands, Weichen promises the princess, and he will return intact"

His words were not like comfort, but like a kind of oath, he promised her not to hurt himself and come back, but on the battlefield, as a general, how can he be intact, the sword and gun have no eyes, it is possible to hurt anywhere, how can he ensure his own integrity.

"Brother Murong, if, if Ye'er wants you" Feng Yeyu said this, her voice paused, she wanted to speak but couldn't open her mouth, because she didn't know what he would think of her after she opened her mouth, and how she would think of herself.

Slightly surprised by what she called herself, Murong Heyu asked with some concern, "What does the princess want to say?"

The inner struggle made Feng Yeyu not know how to speak, but she still wanted to try to say her inner thoughts: "You, me"

"Hmm" Murong He looked at Feng Yeyu's squeak, and there was a doubt in his heart.

"Let's get out of here, get out of the palace, leave Xiling, go to a place where no one knows us, and then live together, okay," she said the words she wanted to say most in her heart at the fastest speed, these irresponsible words were what she wanted to say and do the most at this moment, however, she could only ask for the consent of the person she loved.