Chapter Seventy-Six: Murong Ling's Entanglement
Murong Ling stared at Lin Yaoyue's inky phoenix eyes, and after a while, he let go of the hand covering Lin Yaoyue's lips, and slightly recovered a trace of his former gentle appearance,
"Yue'er, why are you with Murong Jin?"
Lin Yaoyue couldn't help but be stunned, Murong Ling was referring toββ?
Seeing that Lin Yaoyue, who was so close to him, wanted to hide it, Murong Ling's face couldn't help but show a trace of irritability. He grabbed Lin Yaoyue's waist and let her cling to him, looking at each other-
"Why did you betray this palace?" Murong Ling's voice was extremely cold, like a sharp blade piercing into Lin Yaoyue's heart and penetrating Lin Yaoyue's eardrums.
Lin Yaoyue also wanted to ask why, why she and Murong Ling were childhood sweethearts for sixteen years, and he gave up himself so easily, but chose his sister of the same clan instead.
Now, why didn't he go to Lin Ruzhen, she was his true daughter, wasn't she?
Brother Ling, Brother Ling.
Echoing in Lin Yaoyue's ears is the name of the previous life, the name that she silently recites in her heart every time she is tortured, as if as long as she pronounces these three words, all the difficulties will pass, all the unbearable will disappear, and everything he asks her to do, she will grit her teeth and insist.
The inky eyes were uncontrollably steaming with the mist of tears, Lin Yaoyue didn't want to raise her eyes, but she was forced by Murong Ling to clamp her chin and force her to look at him.
At the moment when the four eyes met, Murong Ling's heart seemed to be hit by a heavy object, and his fingertips loosened slightly. Looking at the tears in Lin Yaoyue's phoenix eyes, it seemed that the Adam's apple moved slightly, and after a while, he lowered his head, as if he was a little choked,
"Yue'er, do you also admire the unparalleled regent?" The voice carried a hint of self-abandonment and a hint of sighing.
Lin Yaoyue looked at Murong Ling's lowered head and couldn't help but smile. The smile was bitter.
"Yes, but the courtiers are admired by the Lord Regent. I also ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to look at the friendship of our childhood sweethearts for ten years, raise your noble hand, and let your courtiers and daughters free. The courtiers wish to accompany the ancient Buddha for a long time. β
Hearing this, Murong Ling had to let out a sneer, he raised his head, and his eyes that were as warm as jade on weekdays were full of blood red. He pinched Lin Yaoyue's chin, but he kept exerting force, and the eyebrows that had once fascinated Lin Yaoyue were wrinkled together at this time,
"Do you think that this palace will let go of the power in your hands? You are about to be the crown princess of this palace, and the military power of the northern border of Dawan is also the power of this palace. Do you think this palace will give it away?"
Murong Ling's voice was fierce, but he turned to a smile and said contemptuously, "-Green Lantern Companion Ancient Buddha?
You are the eldest daughter of Lin Chaoyang, the general of Zhenguo, do you think you can accompany the ancient Buddha for a long time?" Murong Jin's eyes were full of ridicule, as if to say that you were so naΓ―ve.
Hearing this, Lin Yaoyue's inky phoenix eyes did not have a trace of waves, and she looked at him calmly, as if she was looking at a stranger.
Murong Ling couldn't help but be angry, he pinched Lin Yaoyue's chin tightly and lifted her up, the faces of the two were extremely close, and their snorts intertwined with each other, "Lin Yaoyue, what's wrong with this palace." You've only seen Murong Jin less than three times, and you admire him?!"
Lin Yaoyue took a deep breath, slightly sideways Murong Ling's face, and lightly hooked the corners of her lips, "The fate of the courtiers and the Lord Regent is forged by His Royal Highness, not the courtiers. The courtiers admired him, and the courtiers should admire him. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is good to know this. β
Hearing this, Murong Ling's face actually carried a hint of madness, "Lin Yaoyue, who is married to this palace, can you really say it?"
Lin Yaoyue looked at Murong Ling's red eyes and couldn't help but chuckle, but Murong Ling didn't allow her to turn sideways, so she looked at him, looked at him clearly, and approached Murong Ling little by little, until the tips of their noses were close together, and they heard Lin Yaoyue's red lips lightly open, "His Royal Highness the Prince, the courtiers love him, love him, love him-"
Suddenly, Murong Ling's slender hands pinched Lin Yaoyue's neck, he pressed hard, but Lin Yaoyue didn't struggle, she just bent the corners of her lips slightly, looking at him like a fool.
"Y-do you think this palace really doesn't dare to strangle you?"
Lin Yaoyue smiled, she was pinched by him and couldn't make a sound, but she opened her mouth slightly, the funny thing was that he actually understood what she said, she was saying, he repeated, "Your Highness doesn't dare, you won't." His Royal Highness is reluctant to give up the military power of the General's Mansion of Zhenguo, so His Highness will not strangle his courtiers. β
As soon as the words came out, Murong Ling suddenly burst into laughter.
is worthy of being a woman who grew up with her childhood sweetheart, she is really transparent, extremely transparent.
Murong Ling couldn't help but laugh heartily.
The laughter was full of arbitrariness, helplessness, and mockery, and he turned his head to look at Lin Yaoyue, his warm and delicate eyes in the past were glowing with blood red that was about to overflow at this time. Murong Ling's lips and teeth clenched, and he pulled Lin Yaoyue closer suddenly, and he attached it to her ear,
"Do you think that this palace will dissolve the marriage contract? Lin Yaoyue, don't you think about it. β
Murong Ling seemed to hate to the extreme, and his voice seemed to be an evil ghost returning from the eighteenth layer of hell, gloomily entwining Lin Yaoyue, and he would not be separated from death.
The slender and powerful hand pulled Lin Yaoyue's waist closer, and he bit Lin Yaoyue's red lip fiercely. Lin Yaoyue closed her eyes slightly, but Murong Ling's tall body suddenly lost its strength and fell on Lin Yaoyue's body.
Lin Yaoyue's eyes opened, her right hand was raised, and the jade bee shadowless needle was quenched with **, which was enough to make Murong Ling forget everything that happened tonight after waking up.
At this time, Xiuer knelt in front of Lin Yaoyue. His hands trembled slightly.
"Carry him and quickly return him to the room where he came, so that no one else will find out. β
"Yes"
Shuer's voice didn't fluctuate, but his clenched fists revealed his mood at the moment. It turns out that watching someone get close to the owner is what it feels like, and watching someone hurt the owner's own heart hurts to the extreme.
Under Xiuer's grim face, he pursed his pale lips slightly. His hands couldn't help but tremble, he wanted to kill the man in front of him, but he had to follow his master's orders.
The master's word is his only will. The master's command is the only law he has to follow.
Xiuer raised his eyes, there were no more waves between his handsome eyebrows, he stretched out his hand to lift Murong Ling, and disappeared into the snowy night.
Lin Yaoyue lifted the embroidered shoes on her feet and gently crossed the footprints left by Murong Ling until she reached the edge of the traces. She leaned in, stretched out a pair of delicate and slender hands, and gently caught the snowflakes falling from the sky, and smiled at the corners of her lips.
Princess Yuzhen, does she really think she is stupid?
The people of heaven really can't be trusted. The corners of Lin Yaoyue's lips hooked up an extremely perfect arc, lightly holding the white snowflakes in her palms, turned around, and walked towards the fairy pool.