Murong took a breath, and did not break away from Lang Xiaoyue's embrace, but stayed there quietly, a trace of blood oozing from the corners of his pale mouth, "But how do you know this?" She glanced at Lang Xiaoyue behind her, as if she was a little powerless, and even began to speak a little lightly.

Lang Xiaoyue still stroked her green silk, pursed her lips and replied: "If people don't know unless they do it, what I Lang Xiaoyue wants to know, no one can hide it from me."

"Don't give me pantomimes".

"When he had a secret conversation with Zuoge University Scholar and Wen Haoting, I heard it," Lang Xiaoyue said without reservation.

Murong Tianran didn't speak, in her heart, she knew better than anyone else whether this was the truth or Lang Xiaoyue's blind fabrication.

Recalling Lang Xiaochen's face in the past, as well as his sudden confession, now associating everything together, it is difficult for her to believe it or not.

Lang Xiaoyue took out a silk handkerchief from her arms, gently wiped the blood stains on the corners of her mouth, and said from time to time: "Why are you so troubled now?"

"I don't understand why you're telling me these ......", Murong Tianran let him wipe it without hindrance.

Lang Xiaoyue pressed her shoulders, let her lie down on the dragon couch slowly, shook her sleeves, and looked at Murong Tianran: "You have a thoughtful and exquisite heart, and a face that is full of men in the world, this king is just... I just don't want this beautiful thing to be ruined..... That's all," he said, walking towards the temple gate.

Murong looked up at Jingying, desperately trying to hold back Jingying, who was about to slide down, should she be glad that Lang Xiaoyue told her the truth, or should she blame him for telling her the truth......

The moment Lang Xiaoyue opened the door of the palace, she turned around and said, "Take care of yourself, this king will come to see you."

Seeing that Murong Tianran didn't speak, he took the cloak from the eunuch guarding outside the door, put it on, and turned his head to leave.

The door of the hall was closed again, and the crystal of Murong Tianran's eyelids finally slipped down, because he had experienced less love, so he didn't understand? Or is it too eager to ignore the real questions?

She slowly raised her arms, supported herself to get up, slowly walked to the bronze mirror, stared at the people inside, the green hair was loose, the eyes that were once haughty and cold, now seemed to be only sad, and the white skin was like a withered flower, dull and dull.

"Who are you"? She muttered to herself into the bronze mirror.

"How did you become a resentful woman now? Aren't you strong enough? Aren't you ruthless? You have killed countless people, why are you so indecisive at this time", Murong Tianran lifted the stool with all his strength and smashed it towards the bronze mirror.

"Ahh

After everything calmed down, Murong Tianran looked at the scattered lenses and began to laugh again: "Murong Tianran, aren't you awake yet?" Not awake yet"?

At this time, the door of the palace of the Royal Heart Palace opened, and Xiao Tao hurried over after hearing the movement, and when she saw a room of mess, the first thing she cared about was whether her own lady was injured.

Seeing that Miss was not injured, Xiao Tao's heart slowly put down, and she cautiously walked behind Murong Tianran, and said softly, "Miss...... It's not too early, so let's rest."

Murong Tianran turned around slowly, a hint of chill burst out of his phoenix eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I want to see Lang Xiaochen, I want to ask for understanding."

"Miss ......", Xiao Tao hadn't grabbed Murong Qianran, she had already sent out the Imperial Heart Palace, Xiao Tao realized that Miss was not wearing shoes, so she grabbed the shoes under the dragon couch in a hurry and ran out.