Murong An couldn't believe that Murong Heng, who he had always trusted and assured, would become what he was now, suspicious, threatening, selfish, and cruel, he never thought that this kind of term would be given to Murong Heng.

"Heng'er, I treat you as my own flesh and blood, why are you doing this!?"

Murong An questioned Murong Heng sharply, and there was no way to vent the anger in his heart.

Murong Heng just sneered, looking at Murong An's angry appearance now, but he couldn't be happy at all.

How much he wanted to be liberated, how he wanted to be happy, how much he wanted his father in front of him to see that he was no longer the cowardly and incompetent waste wood emperor Murong Heng before.

But he, in his heart, has a knot no matter what.

Nothing has settled.

Murong An didn't want to see Murong Heng again, so he turned around and left angrily.

Murong Huan looked at the figure of Murong An leaving, thinking about what Murong An said to him, and his complicated feelings made him a multi-faceted individual.

The more others said he was weak, the more he had to become more extreme, cruel, terrible, and fearful to everyone, including his father.

But he didn't know that Murong An was not afraid of him, but disappointed.

Murong Heng will not understand after all, and he will not understand.

On the way back to the house, Murong An thought about it over and over again, thinking about what Murong Heng had done, thinking about Murong Heng's hiding and deceiving him.

Why did Heng'er become the way it is?

Murong An's face was solemn and fell into deep thought. His brows were furrowed, and the coldness and anger in his eyes emanated, as long as he thought of Murong Heng's appearance, he was unconsciously disappointed.

"Master."

Su Qing watched Murong An walk towards her lonely, her solemn and cold face seemed to have a layer of frost, this was the first time she had seen Murong An like this.

Although Su Qing always had a faint uneasiness in her heart, she still looked at Murong An with a smile.

is no different from the former Su Qing, her smile can always make Murong An heal, a long warmth.

Murong An hugged Su Qing helplessly, which made Su Qing stunned for a while.

"Don't move, let me hold you a little longer."

Su Qing wanted to let Murong An let go of himself first, but when he heard him say this, he was a little reluctant, and hugged him tightly again.

The two of them hugged each other quietly under the moonlight, Su Qing was silent, and Murong An lowered his head and snuggled his chin on her shoulder, making Su Qing feel that he was like a child, squeamish, and angry were all visible on Murong An's body.

"Master."

"Shhhh

“…… Oh"

Su Qing whispered, although she didn't want to let go of Murong An, but she had brought her children for a day, plus Murong Chen and Murong Xing, the two little guys, were frightened by the assassination, and they had been squatting in front of the children and coaxing them, her legs were already a little numb.

"What's the matter, yesterday's wound still hurts, isn't it comfortable?"

Murong An slightly sensed Su Qing's abnormality, and he asked in a low voice close to Su Qing's ear.

The cold air made Su Qing tremble slightly, and he stood up straight and said, "No, it's just that my legs are a little numb." ”

Su Qingqiang smiled, but Murong An still felt that something was wrong, he let go of Su Qing, looked at her injured part carefully, and looked at Su Qing's gaze.

"Does it still hurt here?"

"No...... It doesn't hurt anymore. ”

Su Qing hurriedly held Murong An's hand, and when Murong An hugged her, she had already felt the coldness of Murong An's body temperature, as well as his heart.

"Master, can you tell me, what's wrong?"

Su Qing asked cautiously, worried about Murong An's emotions.

……

Su Qing didn't wait for Murong An's answer.

She knew that Murong An didn't want to say it now.

Su Qing thought a lot at home alone, everything happened before, he was accidentally found out in the market, and almost accidentally let Murong Chen Murong Xing be trampled to death by a horse's hooves, and was almost assassinated by accident......

She already had an answer in her mind.

It's just this answer, she doesn't believe it, and she can't believe it.

She didn't want what she was thinking about what she expected, and she still couldn't believe it.

She didn't want to think about it anymore.

Murong Heng, who is also regarded as his own flesh and blood in Su Qing's eyes, is also the same as Murong An, the Lord of the Ming Dynasty, actually wants to end the lives of Murong An, Su Qing, Murong Chen and Murong Xing with his own hands.

"Master."

"Love, let me be alone for a while."

Murong An sat alone on the side.

Su Qing didn't bother anymore, so she had to watch her quietly alone, standing from a distance and watching her.

Murong An ordered his subordinates to serve a few jars of spirits, although Su Qing wanted to stop it, but she knew that only Murong An would use alcohol to dispel her sorrows when he was uncomfortable, although he would still be in pain and uncomfortable after he sobered up.

Su Qing didn't do that.

Let him think about it this time.

Murong An's alcohol consumption was average, and he soon became a little drunk, but he was still in a state of half-drunk and half-awake, Su Qing was worried that he would hurt his body if he drank it all the time, so he decided to persuade him.

"Master, it's not good for your body to go down."

Murong An was still silent, but Su Qing faintly felt the depression in his heart.

"Master, even if there is something unspeakable, why destroy your body."

Su Qing said that, and snatched the wine jar that Murong An was about to drink.

Murong An was a little dissatisfied, and in his trance eyes, he saw Su Qing a little angry and concerned about him, and suddenly dissipated some resentment.

But he kept silent about everything.

Su Qing was inconvenient to force, she knew in her heart how painful Murong An was, and she could only comfort him, and when he was willing to speak, everything might change.

Su Qing thought for a while, handed over the wine jar to the subordinates, turned around and entered the inner room, leaving Murong An to sit there alone.

Murong An reluctantly turned his head, looking at Su Qing's departing back, and his heart was empty.

"Tangyuan, Lantern Festival, let's go see if Daddy is okay."

It turned out that Su Qing just went into the house to see the child, and took the child out by the way, wanting to comfort and comfort Murong An.

Murong An looked at the innocent faces of the two children, and couldn't help but soften his heart.

"Master."

Su Qing sat next to Murong An and put the child between the two.

Su Qing's eyes were full of tenderness and warmth, giving Murong An a comfort.

It's just that he can't let go.

He couldn't look at Murong Heng like before, and he couldn't treat him like his own flesh and blood like before.

Everything is because of deception and ambition.

Murong An didn't expect that Murong Heng would still be worried, worried, afraid, and selfish while sitting on the throne of the emperor.

He thought that the kind-eyed and smiling teenager had never changed.

But in the end, all the trust was wrong.

Su Qing saw that Murong Anxin still couldn't calm down, so he stayed quietly by his side.

Murong An also somehow forced Su Qing to return the wine to him, but Su Qing refused, but he still couldn't resist him.