The next day, Murong Qi thought about it seriously for a long time.

Women, for him, have always been dispensable accessories, with or without them, but there is an additional tool for inheritance between the beds, and even a burden.

Just like the changing women around the father, they are like cash cows full of gold and silver jewelry during the day, washed and peeled clean at night, and rolled into insects carried by the eunuchs to the dragon couch, crawling up from the soles of the father's feet. After that, it was carried away with the temperature. It is an honor to do such a humiliating thing.

The eldest King Xuan once said: If it is pleasing to the eye, take it back to the house, and raise it as a bird. The princess is only a little more noble, such as the difference between a sparrow and a phoenix.

Therefore, the father, the brother, and the officials above the court are almost all three wives and four concubines. Growing up under such cognitive indoctrination, he disdains women, is not rare, and even feels troublesome, unnecessary, and avoids.

I never thought that one day, someone would infiltrate her life, life, and even her heart, worrying about it all the time, with her joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

This time, he was serious, so he was also attentive.

Suddenly, I felt that in a lifetime, two people, a family of three, and a square courtyard were full of a lifetime of joy, how beautiful and safe it was? After the victory, the house is full of intrigues, intrigues, and mutual intrigues.

Leng Qinghuan has a very tempting saying: If you are serious, I will definitely be willing to give all my sincerity, no matter rich or poor, disasters and hardships, all of them will never give up, for the rest of my life.

Her sincerity, Murong Qi is going to be decided!

After making up his mind, the first thing he wanted to do was to find Leng Qinglang.

is like what Leng Qinghuan said, he thinks that he gave Leng Qinglang fame and wealth as compensation for her, but for Leng Qinglang, it may not be what she needs.

Keeping her by her side, perhaps, is unfair to her and Leng Qinghuan.

Have a good talk with Leng Qinglang. There may be a better way to conclude some things, which is good for each other.

When I was about to go out, I saw Leng Qinglang.

Leng Qinglang had already replaced the bead rings with a sound, as usual, wearing a white gauze skirt and a shawl for her hair, standing at the door, looking weak and pitiful.

Murong Qi frowned slightly: "You have something to do with me?" ”

Leng Qinglang bit his lower lip gently, and a layer of hazy water vapor instantly overflowed in his eyes: "Qinglang is here to say goodbye to the prince." ”

Murong Qi glanced at her in surprise: "Where are you going?" ”

Leng Qinglang lowered his head and sniffed, with a thick nasal voice.

"The marriage in the previous life, the husband and wife in this life, the fate between me and the prince is probably only the fate of one night of dew. Now that you and I have different hearts, it is difficult to return to the same mind, and Qinglang stays, just to provoke the prince and your sideways, but it is better to return to the original way. You continue to be your rich prince, Qinglang returned to Nanshan Nunnery, chanted for the prince day and night, and prayed for the prince's good health and permanent health. ”

Murong Qi pursed her thin lips, looked at her slender posture like a flower and jade, and thought that although she was wrong, she was responsible for her after all, delaying her happiness in her life. I can't bear it.

"This king has said that it will ensure that you will have no worries in your life, wealth and glory. If you want to marry another, this king will not stop you, and I can give you a piece of paper and a letter of departure now. But if you want to go to the ancient Buddha of the green lantern in the nunnery, and this is the last life, this king naturally does not agree. ”

And away? He already had the idea of abandoning himself? Isn't it better than Leng Qinghuan?

Leng Qinglang tried his best to suppress the hatred in his heart, and smiled bitterly: "I am already a prince's person, and in this life, I will never marry again." And even if I stay in the palace, isn't it the same green lantern and lonely shadow, standing alone? What is the difference between it and being in a nunnery?

In the Nanshan Nunnery, there are still memories of your and my night, chatting to soothe the pain in my heart. What's in this palace? I stayed to see the prince and his sister raise their eyebrows, is the love lingering? ”

Saying this made Murong Qi even more guilty. He was originally a person who valued love and righteousness, his face was cold and his heart was hot, and he was desolate when he heard her, and his heart was not good.

"You don't want to be rash for a while, you are still at the age of a flower, you will meet better people, and you can't be so angry."

Leng Qinglang almost couldn't cry: "Jun is like a rock, and the concubine is like a reed!" The prince can forget Qinglang in just three months and fall in love with his sister, but Qinglang can't do it. Now that I have recognized the prince and entrusted my innocence to you, it is absolutely impossible to have other thoughts in this life. ”

Murong Qi was a little embarrassed. She didn't commit a heinous crime, she just provoked Leng Qinghuan and violated her bottom line, but she couldn't blame her for this.

How to arrange a way out of the deserted Lang? Even if she was wrong, as her former woman, Murong Qi also hoped that she could have a good home.

"Qinglang, you know, you and I were all hit by Hehuan that night, and I couldn't help it. Therefore, I can give you the name, but there are some things that cannot be forced, and not too much. ”

Murong Qi's words directly confirmed Leng Qinglang's conjecture. The person who was happy with Leng Qing that night was really Murong Qi!

How could Leng Qinghuan be so lucky? How could Murong Qi happen to appear in Nanshan Nunnery?

Fortunately, the two have not yet pierced this layer of window paper.

She bit her lower lip fiercely, and once again gave birth to a vicious poisonous plan.

Qinglang understands that there are some festivals with his sister these days, which makes the prince unhappy, so he can't wait to let Qinglang leave. Who do you have the right to like, Qinglang is not reluctant, what I want to say is that you only saw my unscrupulous means against Leng Qinghuan, do you know, why is there such a deep grudge between me and her? ”

Murong Qi didn't speak.

Leng Qinglang continued: "You only know that we were caught in the Hehuan that night, and we couldn't help it, do you know, who gave the medicine?" ”

Murong Qi's face froze.

Leng Qinglang smiled bitterly, smiled and burst into tears: "It's no one else, it's my good sister Leng Qinghuan!" ”

Murong Qi's body was shocked, and he blurted out without thinking: "Impossible!" ”

"Does the prince believe her like this? She was in the boudoir and had an affair with another man, and I found out. She was afraid that I would publicize the matter, so she simply did not stop doing it, and came up with such a vicious plan.

That night, the sandalwood I lit in front of the Buddha was secretly made by her, and it was mixed with acacia. Not only that, but she also secretly found two splashes and sneaked into the nunnery, taking the opportunity to destroy my innocence.

Thanks to meeting the prince that night, otherwise, I would have been infamous, and I am afraid that I would have died to make my will. My daughter's family is as big as the sky, and she ruined my name, such a great shame, shouldn't I hate her?

You only saw that I had dealt with her with all my heart, but have you ever asked me why? Who is right and who is wrong between the two of us, and how does the prince judge? I'm the only one who works hard and scheming, how can Leng Qinghuan not use such a despicable and dirty means? ”

Murong Qi was stunned, Nanshan Nunnery, Buddha Hall, containing sandalwood incense from Hehuansan, and two splashes that suddenly appeared inexplicably outside the hall, confirmed one by one, the truth in Leng Qinglang's words.

I remembered that day in the tea house, Leng Qinghuan suddenly smelled the happy acacia lit by Jin Er and the others in the room, the reaction of the sudden change of color, and the doubts and speculations that had arisen about it.

clenched his fists tightly.