The moment Ling Ling turned around, the tears that were holding on to his eyes flowed uncontrollably.

She was glad that she just liked him; She was glad that she had prepared a way back for herself; She was glad that her originally tangled heart had made a decision in this way.

However, when all the beautiful moments of her self-righteousness are shattered, telling her that everything is a dream of her own wishful thinking...... She hates it!

She walked without saying a word, tears wet her cheeks, the wind blew, and she only felt a tingling pain.

Qingliu stood apologetically under the tree not far from the lake, Ling Ling casually raised his hand to wipe his cheeks, walked up to him, and said coldly,

"You knew it from the beginning, didn't you?"

Qingliu was a little at a loss, and his heart was full of guilt, "Miss Xiahou, I'm sorry." He raised his hand to pat her lonely shoulder.

"Don't touch me!"

She took a step back, lowered her eyes and stopped looking at Qingliu, she didn't want to say anything more, she just raised her feet and left.

Qingliu stood under the tree, his delicate and immature face full of regret and guilt.

After thinking for a long time, Qingfeng rushed to Luo Bijin's courtyard and told Luo Bijin what Bai Feiye was going to do today, he knew that the prince was forced to do it, and what he could do might be to let his grandmother comfort and comfort Miss Xiahou.

When Luo Bijin heard this, he immediately slapped the table and got up, and anger appeared on his lazy and beautiful face.

When she walked out of the courtyard quickly, she happened to see a white lonely figure walking towards her, she felt a pain in her heart, and walked forward quickly.

Luo Rujin walked up to her, frowning, her good-looking phoenix eyes were full of pity, she raised her hand and stroked her head,

"Spirit Girl ......"

"Grandma...... Tell me the truth, did you, too, know from the beginning? ”

When Luo Bijin appeared in front of her, she seemed to feel that it was the grandmother who loved her the most in modern times, Ling Ling had a sour nose and sobbed aggrievedly.

Seeing her like this, Luo Rujin's heart twitched, she wanted to deny it, but looking at her eyes full of tears and despair with a hint of expectation, Luo Bijin turned her head away, and the hands on her shoulders slowly fell.

She didn't know how to explain it, she didn't know how to comfort her, she just pursed her lips deeply.

"Why...... Why do you even lie to me......"

Ling Ling stood in front of Luo Rujin and cried loudly like a child.

Luo Bijin's heart throbbed, she couldn't say anything, so she had to reach out and hug her and gently pat her back.

……

On the shore of the lake, Bai Feiye looked coldly in the direction where Ling Ling had left, and was silent for a long time. Murong Xue stood quietly beside him, although she was happy in her heart, she didn't feel any joy at all, because she knew that Bai Feiye's heart had long since lost her.

"You can go." For a long time, he said coldly.

"Non-Night ......"

"I won't tell the royal brother about you, but if you reveal half of today's affairs to anyone, this king will make you lose everything."

He moved away.

Murong Xue watched his indifferent back go farther and farther away, the hands in the cloak clenched, and two lines of tears crossed her white cheeks.

They can't go back.

……

"Jinrong, you come in."

Ling Ling returned to the Snow Ning Pavilion and called Jin Rong, who was clearing the snow outside, in.

"I'm going to tell you something."

She sat at the tea table with a cold face, her beautiful eyes were a little red and swollen because she had just cried, Jinrong saw that she was a little abnormal, and said worriedly,

"Miss, what's going on?"

"I'll talk about what happened later," she raised her eyes to look at Jinrong and said, "I'm leaving King Jing's Mansion." ”

"What did you say, Miss?" Jinrong's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Listen to me......"

……

After Ling Ling told Jinrong about her plan, Jinrong only felt even more surprised.

"If you still treat me as a young lady, do as I say. If you will not leave, I will not force you. ”

"Miss, what are you talking about, although Jinrong thinks that Miss is very good in Jingwang Mansion, but if Miss insists on doing so, Jinrong will definitely do it!" I don't know when it started, Jinrong already felt that their young lady had changed, she had become talkative, and she had ideas, and she gradually felt that what Ling Ling asked her to do was justified by her, and she just needed to obey.

"Okay, you can quickly pack up my things in the Xuening Pavilion now, and then go to the other courtyard to wait for me."

"Yes, miss."

With that, Ling Ling walked out of the bamboo garden.

Since she decided to take this step, why didn't she just do it recklessly and find a good time?

Returning to the Xuening Pavilion, Ling Ling poured all the buckets of oil in her hand on the doors and windows of the Xuening Pavilion, she lit the fire fold in her hand, and looked coldly at the delicate and beautiful plaque in the center of the attic, her heart ached faintly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Snow Pavilion, Night Sky Pavilion ......"

With a casual throw of the fire fold, the fire spread rapidly, and she turned away without any nostalgia.

In the courtyard, Jin Rong's heart was beating wildly, and she paced back and forth, pondering in her mind what Ling Ling had told her before.

What did the young lady mean by asking her to take her body out of the house and find an inn to guard her for seven days? Is Miss going to kill herself? But it doesn't make sense!

Just as she was thinking, the door of the room was pushed open, and Ling Ling walked in with a cold face in a brocade cloak.

As soon as she was sitting at the tea table, she was about to raise her hand to pour tea, when she heard someone shouting in the courtyard,

"The bamboo garden is on fire! The bamboo garden is on fire! ”

"What? The bamboo garden is on fire? ”

Jinrong looked anxious, she looked at Ling Ling, who didn't react, then looked out of the door, walked out of the room, and walked out of the courtyard quickly to see what was going on.

The corners of Ling Ling's mouth raised slightly, she raised her hand and poured a glass of water, and slowly poured the thing she was looking for at Huo Yun a few days ago into the teacup.

After seeing that it was completely melted into the water, he sat down with his hands and looked at the door of the courtyard without any emotion.

Until the silver-gray figure appeared at the door, she felt a pang in her heart, collected her emotions, and lowered her eyes and smiled.

"Xiahou Ling, what are you doing!"

Bai Feiye walked into the house, looking at her with cold eyes, and there was a hint of anger in his tone.

"What am I doing, hasn't the prince seen everything?"

She raised her eyes to look at Bai Feiye, the look on her face was cold that he had never seen before, and she sneered,

"I burned the Xue Ning Pavilion of the prince's treasure, does the prince feel angry?"

"Don't talk to this king in that tone."

The smile on the corner of her mouth was even bigger, "It seems that the prince is really angry," she got up and approached Bai Feiye, her beautiful little face was less than a fist away from his cold face, her eyes smiled, and she said softly,

"If you get angry, kill me!"

His eyes flashed, as if he understood her intentions, and he reached out and gently picked her chin, and the corners of his mouth hooked,

"Even if you want to die, this king will never let you die."

"Don't touch me."

Ling Ling raised his chin and opened his hand, frowning for a moment, replaced by a sneer.

"Don't you want me to die? Ah, I remembered, I can't die, if I die, your Xue'er will marry the emperor, and you won't be able to stay and fly together! Bai Feiye, am I right? ”

"Xiahou Ling, you speak well to this king."

His sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and his deep, good-looking eyes were covered with a layer of coldness.

"That's right! Xiahou Ling! That's right, because I'm Xiahou Ling, so I have to live this kind of life at the mercy of others and without freedom! Hmph, this Xiahou Ling really deserves to die,"

She frowned, a look of anger on her face.