None of the people reacted to what was going on. At this time, Lin Zhenyu's pupils shrank even tighter, and he rode forward despite his father's obstruction, but the carriage with Lin Yaoyue suddenly disappeared into the Yongxing Fang of the Princess Mansion.

There is no prince Ling, no sister, nothing. There was only a brilliant fragrance in the air......

The carriage carrying Lin Yaoyue and Murong Ling left the capital, and quickly headed towards the east, until a group of black-clothed people came reflecting the sunset, and the carriage stopped. But Murong Ling didn't put down the dagger resting on Lin Yaoyue's neck.

In fact, from the time when they were not found out in front of everyone and changed into another carriage, Lin Yaoyue felt that there was no need for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to hold her hostage anymore. And she also believed that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had left him a way out. Although she still doesn't understand, what kind of drama is this singing.

And at this time, just like the gentle appearance of Murong Ling in her impression, he pressed the dagger closer to her throat, oozing a trace of blood, but it was fleeting.

'What a cold blade with a solid texture, such a dagger is a rare craft in her life. ’

And the next moment, Murong Ling's warm voice said slowly to her with a hint of mockery, "I didn't expect you to think about using this palace at the last moment." ”

Hearing this, Lin Yaoyue looked sideways slightly, looked at Murong Ling with a smile and said, "No way." My father wants to be loyal to the emperor, but the emperor doesn't trust us too much. ”

Hearing this, Murong Ling looked at Lin Yaoyue's sincere ink-colored phoenix eyes at the moment, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Even if this palace kills you in front of him, he won't believe your Zhenguo General's Mansion." ”

Hearing this, Lin Yaoyue lowered her eyes slightly, but the next moment she looked at Murong Ling with clear eyes and said, "Yes, even if the emperor doesn't believe it, I will let the civil and military officials have nothing to say." ”

Murong Ling looked at Lin Yaoyue's extraordinarily sincere expression at the moment, and smiled lightly on her handsome and elegant face, "It would be nice if you had such sincerity for this palace." ”

But when she heard this, Lin Yaoyue just pursed her lips and smiled, looked at Murong Ling and said, "What does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince plan to do with me?"

Murong Ling's slender fingers stroked Lin Yaoyue's hair, staring at her still beautiful and moving face at the moment, and smiled elegantly but revealed a trace of cruelty, "This palace doesn't intend to let Yue'er get her best, so-

Hongu let you go back. ”

Hearing this, Lin Yaoyue's good-looking eyebrows frowned, to be honest, she thought that Murong Ling would kill her, or bring her to Tuoba Lian in exchange. But unexpectedly, Murong Ling wanted to let her go back. You can go back—

Lin Yaoyue thought about it carefully, she and Murong Ling disappeared in front of the ministers and Emperor Murong Ping, and it might be an even more difficult road to go back.

"Your Highness, you really hate your courtiers now. ”

Hearing this, Murong Ling lowered his eyebrows and swiped the dagger against Lin Yaoyue's neck with his fair and slender fingertips. And the next moment, he waved the dagger down violently, and saw the black hair on Lin Yaoyue's neck, which was suddenly cut off.

"This piece of hair will be left to the palace as a souvenir, and it can be regarded as if we didn't have a childhood sweetheart in vain. ”

Lin Yaoyue frowned when she heard this. Maybe it was because he knew that it would be difficult for each other to meet again in this life, or maybe he knew that Murong Ling had defected from their Dawan now and would no longer have a fatal impact on her. Lin Yaoyue looked at Murong Ling's starry deep eyes at this moment, was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Do you really care about the memories we once had together?"

Murong Ling's eyebrows wrinkled slightly when he heard this, and he looked at Lin Yaoyue's expression with some confusion. From those phoenix eyes, he seemed to see a lot of past that he didn't know, but those didn't happen at all.

Lin Yaoyue looked at Murong Ling deeply, and smiled with surprise and pity in her eyes at this moment, tears slowly slipped from her eyes.

Murong Ling grabbed her trembling and slender body in her arms, "Yue'er, what's going on? This palace will never do this to you." ”

Lin Yaoyue's nose smelled the familiar fragrance of lotus leaves on Murong Ling's body, whether it was in this life or the previous life, she was doubly familiar. Yes, she remembered, but it was too inopportune. She harbored a strong resentment towards Murong Ling, but when she opened her eyes, she saw Murong Ling's tender appearance towards her.

In this life, there is no Lin Ruzhen, no Ouyang Xin, no Fang Wenfei between them, and there is still that monstrous power in his eyes, but she is the only one.

It's horrible, horrible.

Lin Yaoyue trembled, and Murong Ling held her tightly in her arms at the moment. Maybe he hated her too, and the two of them would be even.

The corners of Lin Yaoyue's lips hooked up with a smile, and gently pushed Murong Ling away, "Doesn't Your Highness still want to see the emperor and the general mansion of my town continue to fight viciously?" Now let the courtiers back, the sooner the courtiers go back, the more beneficial it will be to Your Highness." ”

But Murong Ling held Lin Yaoyue's hand tightly at the moment, refusing to let go. Lin Yaoyue slowly pulled her hand away from Murong Ling's slender fingers with distinct knots, "Your Highness knows what is best for you, so you don't need to remind your courtiers anymore." ”

Lin Yaoyue lowered her eyes at the moment, Murong Ling couldn't see her expression at the moment, but the more he listened to her words that seemed to be thinking about him, and the more indifferently he walked away from him, the more he wanted to hold her hand tightly, so that she could never leave him again. But—

He had something to do, and the failure of the usurpation was not the end but the beginning. From then on, his father's attention would only focus on Murong Jin alone. There is no chess piece that he is afraid of and gradually raised, and there is no wisdom that makes him jealous of his own reputation.

If nothing else, he will crown himself as the prince to end this ridiculous parent-child game.

Murong Ling hid his thoughts, he had to hurry back to the Aoki Palace now. Even if he was reluctant in his heart, Lin Yaoyue had to let go. One day, the hegemony will be successful, no matter where she is, no matter who she cares about, he can snatch her back and start over.

Murong Ling had regained his previous appearance like a jade prince at this moment, but he still gently shook Lin Yaoyue's hand, and then said, "This palace is not far away." Miss Lin, be careful. ”

Lin Yaoyue nodded with a smile, Xiuhe or Xiaohong covered her eyes with a black cloth, and took her around the mountains and forests, and finally, she let go of herself and disappeared into the woods.

Lin Yaoyue took off the black cloth covering her eyes at this time, looked at the sky that was already approaching the night, looked down at the shallowly veined dark iron card that Murong Ling stuffed in her hand, and rubbed her robe gently.