Emperor Murong Ping couldn't help laughing loudly, "All the Qing went to the viewing platform with me to enjoy this scene." After finishing speaking, he took the lead to take Empress Xu and Concubine Pei Xian to leave the table from the east side, and went to the star-picking platform not far away through the side hall.

The ministers also got up one after another, carried their families, and followed the palace people who led the way, and walked out from the gate of Hanyuan Palace.

At this time, Murong Ling walked down the steps of the hall and went straight towards Lin Yaoyue. Seeing him approaching step by step, he was about to hold Lin Yaoyue's sleeve. But suddenly a folding fan stopped his hand, and he raised his eyes to see that it was really Murong Jin.

"Uncle Huang, what you are blocking is the hand that your nephew pulls towards your concubine. Murong Ling held back the anger in her heart and looked straight at Murong Jindao.

But at this time, Murong Jin's cold face seemed to slowly hook his lips and said with a light smile, "This king knows." Murong Jin said so lightly, and looked at Lin Yaoyue's eyes with a slight smile.

Lin Yaoyue just noticed that Murong Jin was walking towards her. Watching him walk towards him step by step, it was as if time had stood still. Everything in the world was still, only his dark blue phoenix eyes were shining, smiling slightly, and walking towards him step by step.

He said that if he took a step back. He went further.

Now, all you have to do is stand there and wait for him, and he will finish all the steps and come to him.

Lin Yaoyue couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips slightly.

At this time, the courtiers and their families in the Hanyuan Hall had already walked out. Only the three of them remained. But the three of them, on top of this cold hall, suddenly exuded a strong aggressive atmosphere.

Murong Ling stretched out his hand to pull Lin Yaoyue, but was blocked by Murong Jin again.

"Uncle Huang, don't go too far. Murong Ling couldn't maintain his usual gentle and warm appearance at the moment, and his voice was also very angry.

But Murong Jin said with a smile, "Let's break the marriage contract with Yue'er." Don't you want this throne? Give Yue'er freedom. This king will never compete with you for the throne. ”

Hearing this, Murong Ling seemed to be stunned. Murong Jin actually wanted to give up the throne for Lin Yaoyue? He never thought that Murong Jin would dare to say such disobedient words in the Hanyuan Hall where all the ministers worshipped and all the countries worshipped. But he also knew that Murong Jin had this strength, and he had even more monstrous power in his hands.

Murong Ling's hand towards Lin Yaoyue couldn't help but froze.

But in an instant, the gentle and warm face showed a sneering smile at Murong Jin, "Uncle Huang, do you really think that your nephew is so easy to deceive? You will never want this Ninety-Five Supreme Emperor? My nephew knows how many years you have been a filial son in front of the first emperor for this throne. Now you tell your nephew that you can give up the throne for the sake of this woman in front of you?!"

Murong Ling couldn't help laughing, and there was madness and sadness in that laughter. But it was extremely loud, tightly coiled on the golden nine-dragon pillar of this Hanyuan Palace.

But in the next second, Murong Ling's eyes were red and looked at Lin Yaoyue, but his voice was extremely gentle, as if a lover whispered, he looked closely at Lin Yaoyue's inky phoenix eyes and said, "Yue'er, do you really believe what Murong Jin said? Don't forget who you are, you are the daughter of Lin Chaoyang, the general of the Zhenguo, and your brother Lin Zhenyu, the hussar general, has just returned from the northern realm. ”

Murong Ling's voice was extremely gentle, but the words spit out from her thin lips were enough to wrap around Lin Yaoyue's heart tightly until she suffocated to death.

He still looked at Lin Yaoyue with his eyes that were as warm as jade in the past. But what he didn't expect was that Lin Yaoyue didn't smile or dodge, but looked back at him expressionlessly. The inky phoenix eyes were shockingly cold.

After a while, Lin Yaoyue looked at Murong Ling's handsome face with a hint of madness, slowly hooked her lips and said with a light smile, "The reason why the prince wants to marry the courtier, the courtier's daughter couldn't be clearer." You don't need to bother to explain it to your courtiers. ”

Hearing this, Murong Ling seemed to be stunned, and he resisted the urge to step forward and grab Murong Jin's collar and point it to Lin Yaoyue. He tried hard to suppress the unwillingness and anger in his heart, and asked Lin Yaoyue word by word, "You and I have been childhood sweethearts for ten years, why do you believe him and not me?"

Lin Yaoyue's heart couldn't help but touch, why didn't he have the opportunity to ask Murong Ling before he died in his previous life, but in this life, he asked Murong Ling to ask him.

In his previous life, he was in the prison, enduring inhuman torture, waiting for him Murong Ling to come and see him, but in the end, what he was waiting for was the good news of his marriage to Lin Ruzhen. Thinking that before she died, she was held down by Lin Ru's real life, and every bone on her body was cracked a little bit, Lin Yaoyue couldn't help but want to laugh, but she trembled with laughter.

She took a step forward and was extremely close to Murong Ling.

You can even smell the fragrance of lotus leaves that you admired in Murong Ling in the previous life. But in the next second, on her beautiful jade face, there was an extremely sarcastic smile. She looked at Murong Ling, tilted her head slightly and said, "Maybe it's because I don't like Your Highness anymore." ”

Suddenly, Murong Ling's pupils widened suddenly, he never thought that he would completely lose Lin Yaoyue one day.

Murong Ling stepped forward and wanted to catch Lin Yaoyue's figure retreating step by step, but just before he stopped his folding fan, it turned into a sharp blade quenched by dark iron in an instant, separating him from Lin Yaoyue.

Murong Ling couldn't help but turn red and looked at Murong Jin. But Murong Jin didn't have a trace of expression on his face, he just reached out and took Lin Yaoyue behind him, stretched out the Xuantie fan, and didn't let him get close to Lin Yaoyue again.

"Murong Jin, do you know that Lin Yaoyue is the crown princess of this palace, and she is the future queen of Dawan. ”

Murong Jin calmly looked directly at Murong Ling's angry gaze, his blue phoenix eyes doted on the little man behind him, and the corners of his lips slowly hooked up a shallow smile, "This king only knows that she is this king's Yue'er and this king's lover." If she wants, this king can hold the entire Kyushu Continent for her. Murong Jin's voice was filled with infinite tenderness, and there was only Lin Yaoyue in her blue phoenix eyes, from beginning to end.

Murong Ling looked at Lin Yaoyue, who was standing behind Murong Jin and smiled lightly, and she hated it to the extreme. His eyes were scarlet, and he stared straight at Lin Yaoyue, "Lin Yaoyue, this palace will not let go." Hongu remembered. I remember everything that happened behind the rockery of Guojia Hot Spring Villa that day. The General's Mansion can't accommodate you with him. Lin Chaoyang, the general of Zhenguo, couldn't tolerate a rebellious minister like him. You, after all, are the crown princess of this palace. ”

Murong Ling's tone was unusual. He looked at Lin Yaoyue, stretched out his slender and white hand, and said firmly, word by word, "Together with this palace." ”

Lin Yaoyue's calm and unwavering face was slightly moved when she heard the words 'Zhenguo General's Mansion'. Her eyebrows frowned slightly, and there was a trace of imperceptible pain in her ink-colored phoenix eyes.