Yang Qiqi was stunned, and subconsciously didn't want to tell Murong Zhao about her relationship with Zhang Zonghei.

She tilted her head slightly, lowered her head and said, "Your Highness, Zhang Shizi is gone, you should also go back." ”

Murong Zhao's arm hung in the air awkwardly for a moment, but he continued to catch up with Yang Qiqi's cheek, pressed the handkerchief on her cheek, and said, "You want to withdraw from Zhang Zonghei?" ”

Yang Qiqi raised his head, and his clear eyes were full of Murong Zhao's solemn reflection, "You, can you not ask this." ”

Murong Zhao suddenly grabbed Yang Qiqi's arm, his heart was very complicated, and his brows were furrowed tightly, "I thought you were very satisfied with this marriage before, and I also thought that you knew Zhang Zonghei." With a character like yours, if you don't want to, how can you agree to this marriage. You always have your own way, don't you let the Duchess of Yuguo stop! ”

Yang Qiqi shrank back, feeling a little weak, and said don't look around: "This has nothing to do with you!" Even if I divorce him, what can I do? What if I didn't like him, even if I never thought about marrying him? ”

Murong Zhao said word by word: "Marry me." His expression was extremely resolute, and he was not as hesitant and hesitant as he had been to seek Yang Qiqi's opinion before.

Yang Qiqi smiled bitterly and asked Murong Zhao, "What about Chen Fangyue?" What about Cousin Wen? ”

Murong Zhao looked at Yang Qiqi urgently, and asked her: "Don't mention others, I only ask, do you want to marry me." ”

Yang Qiqi pursed his lips and hung his head dejectedly, "I, I can't." ”

"It's not that you don't, it's that you can't." Murong Zhao was a little happy, and said to Yang Qiqi encouragingly: "As long as you are willing, no matter how many obstacles there are between us, I will eradicate them one by one." You don't have to do anything, you just have to stand here and wait for me. ”

Yang Qiqi is not unmoved, she is so eager to nod now. But she really didn't dare.

"What about Cousin Wen, how are you going to eradicate her?" Yang Qiqi's voice did not fluctuate, and he was exceptionally calm, "Cousin Wen has no one to rely on, she has nothing left, only you ......"

"What about you?" Murong Zhao's voice fluctuated violently, he forcibly suppressed his grief, and asked Yang Qiqi as calmly as possible, "Then what should you do?" Murong Zhao knew that Wen Yaojia was a problem that he and Yang Qiqi could not but face. But when he watched Yang Qiqi desperately push him away, he was very distressed, and he just wanted to get closer to her step by step.

Yang Qiqi smiled easily and said, "I'm fine, I'm amazing." Speaking of which, although I don't like Zhang Shizi very much, he is also young and promising. Also, His Highness the Thirteenth treats me so well, everything is up to me. You may not know that His Royal Highness the Seventh and Concubine Li Guifei are also weighing and want me to marry him. As long as I nod yes, I'll have a good home. Formal wedding...... Because, I am the daughter of the Yang family......" Yang Qiqi said these words, and even she felt extremely ridiculous.

"Bullshit!" Murong Zhao scolded angrily, his strong and gentle expression seemed to be on the verge of collapse, "What kind of concubine are you?" The mother of the family calculates you, and does not want to sell you for a good price all the time; The sisters are like wolves and tigers, conspiring and calculating, and falling into the well; The Queen Mother is good to you, but the Queen Mother's favor also makes you be calculated by many people. Those family lords who want to marry you only see how much power and background you have behind Yang Qiqi. But who knows how much you have suffered, and who knows how bitter your heart is? ”

Yang Qiqi was reprimanded by Murong Zhao, and his heart trembled, and tears fell from his eyes uncontrollably.

"I know that you ran out of Nagano, carrying the blood feud of your mother's family; I know how difficult it is for you to be bullied in the palace and to get to the Queen Mother's side; I know how much you suffered when you left the palace, and how difficult it was to finally go up to Ulsan. I know you look like a little beast with sharp teeth and claws, but those are just hard holds. How soft your heart is, how scared and helpless you are. Yang Qiqi, can you be kind to yourself. Can you not think about anything and just follow your heart. Murong Zhao's words were louder than the other, and when he said that, he was a little hoarse and powerless.

Yang Qiqi felt in a trance, as if it was raining too much and fell on Murong Zhao's face, as if he was also crying silently.

"I'm not as miserable as you say." Yang Qiqi's voice was still a little choked, and he weakly pushed Murong Zhao's hand, and said, "Perhaps, I can follow my heart in everything I do, but only for you, I can't." Your Highness Eleven, I don't need you, and I can live well......"

Murong Zhao suddenly grabbed Yang Qiqi, dragged her into his arms, pillowed her in the neck socket, and said in a choked voice: "But I'm not good, but I need you." Qiqi, Xiaoqi, I changed my mind, I ...... Can't live without you. ”

Yang Qiqi's tears became more and more turbulent by Murong Zhao's words, and he couldn't stop crying.

"I know, I should promise you nothing. Originally, there was nothing terrible, originally, as long as there was wishful thinking, there would be no obstacles. However, I still can't do it. I can't, I'm sorry Cousin Wen. I can't, I'm sorry for her. She's already pitiful......" Yang Qiqi felt that she couldn't resist anymore, and she was about to surrender to Murong Zhao.

"I will take care of her, and you and I will take care of her for the rest of your life. But let me marry her, let me be with her for the rest of my life, but I can't do it. Murong Zhao's voice was extremely tired.

But, what can Yang Qiqi say?

"I'll wait for you ......" Yang Qiqi almost murmured, and his voice was extremely low.

Murong Zhao was stunned, stood up straight, and looked at Yang Qiqi without turning his eyes.

Yang Qiqi repeated: "Wait until one day, I don't have to worry about Cousin Wen, and one day, you are really sure that you will grow old with me." When that time comes, I'll marry you......"

Murong Zhao didn't understand the meaning of Yang Qiqi's words, what did it mean that he was really convinced that he wanted to grow old with her.

Yang Qiqi withdrew and said, "If it is really a heaven-sent marriage, no matter how long it takes to go around, we will still be together, Eleven, do you believe it?" ”

Murong Zhao held Yang Qiqi's hand tightly, "Xiao Qi, I will walk to you, I will definitely walk to you." ”

Yang Qiqi's eyes were sour, he lowered his head and smiled slightly, reminding Murong Zhao: "It's not early, you can go." ”

Murong Zhao's expression was extremely nostalgic, and he was a little reluctant. My heart is sad, but also some comfort. In any case, Yang Qiqi used to bite to death, and he would never be with him. So, can she say this, has she already shaken her?

The relationship between them is also slowly and little by little.

sent Murong Zhao away, Yang Qiqi never slept well this night.

She was so conflicted and overwhelmed, her heart obviously wanted to step over, but her reason did not allow her to do that at all. Yang Qiqi tossed and turned, sat up directly from the bed, and said, "Who will teach me, how can I be ungrateful." ”

Zhu Yi was out at night, and thought that Yang Qiqi was nightmare again, so he pushed the door in to see her, but saw that she was exceptionally awake, and she was looking out the window with her eyes wide open.

Zhu Yi was busy in front of a glass of water and said, "Girl, what's wrong with you?" ”

Yang Qiqi shook his head at her and lay down dejectedly. With a loveless look on his face, he said, "Master has taught everything, but he hasn't given me how to deal with Murong Zhao." ”

Zhu Yi sneered and reminded Yang Qiqi: "Mr. will only let you stay away from His Highness Eleven, have you forgotten?" Mr. and Mr. Chu have talked many times, although they are not satisfied with Zhang Shizi, but I also think it is good that you can settle down. ”

Yang Qiqi suddenly remembered that Pei Xin seemed to have reminded her many times that she couldn't marry the prince.

It's really a mess, and Yang Qiqi can't figure it out. She kept her eyes open and looked at the white belly of the fish in the sky, and then she got up from the bed very tired.

After lazily freshening up, Yang Qiqi got into the carriage without much energy, drowsy all the way, and his heart seemed to be blocked with a mess, soft and weak. When I went to the school to teach, I also found that everyone was extremely quiet, as if they couldn't arouse their interest in doing anything.

After coming out of the women's school, Yang Qiqi saw Murong Xi standing at the door of the women's school, and when he saw her come out, Murong Xi beckoned to her first.

Yang Qiqi smiled at him reluctantly, and his steps were extremely slow.

Murong Xi saw Yang Qiqi's face from a distance, and when he got closer, he saw that her eyes were green, and he immediately asked Yang Qiqi: "Did Zhang Ziyong go to another courtyard yesterday?" ”

Yang Qiqi said: "How do you know? ”

Murong Xi showed a little indignation, and asked Yang Qiqi again: "Do you really want to divorce him?" ”

Yang Qiqi couldn't help frowning, and asked Murong Xi again, "How do you know?" ”

"Don't worry, if he Zhang Zi never wants to quit his family, and he holds on to you, I have a way to make him let go!" Murong Xi said, his eyes flashed with a little joy and some worry, "Were you troubled by him yesterday, it rained, did you feel uncomfortable, do you want the imperial doctor to take a look." Murong Xi didn't seem to hear Yang Qiqi's words at all.

Yang Qiqi sensitively noticed that Murong Xi seemed to be deliberately hiding something, obviously not wanting Yang Qiqi to know.

"How do you know, Your Highness the Thirteenth, for the same thing, I have already asked it a third time, do you plan to let me ask it a fourth time?" Yang Qiqi's expression was extremely solemn.

In fact, she is already a head two big. She wants to divorce Zhang Zonghe, how can she forget that there is still a Murong Xi hanging in the middle?

Murong Xi scratched his head weakly, and whispered: "I naturally have a way that I know, so you don't care about this mess." ”

Yang Qiqi smiled coldly and said, "Okay, if you don't say it, don't talk to me in the future." Yang Qiqi finished talking, turned around and left.

Murong Xi was anxious and blurted out, "It's the twelfth brother." ”