The love is deep, the cool breeze is thin, the night is so deep, so cold, she is alone, dragging the heavy and bloody corpse on the ground, difficult and slow, slowly retreating.

Murong Ling left so easily, leaving a mess to her without hesitation, without the slightest scruples.

Perhaps, her status in his heart is nothing more than that.

"You killed someone?"

Suddenly, she only heard a low voice behind her, which frightened her to put the corpse in her hand, and stood still for a long time, not daring to turn around and look.

"It's me, don't be afraid."

The boy walked up to her and hugged her, who was shaking.

It's him, Murong Chong, the king of Zhongshan.

It's also strange to say, how can she always meet him every time she is most sad and helpless.

Under Fengyang's door, she just knew that Murong Ling had married a wife, and her heart was like a flower, scattered, and met him.

In front of the palace, she was shocked to hear the bad news that the Song Mansion was sealed, worried about her brother, knelt in the palace to plead, and met him.

Tonight, she was sad and unspeakable, and the six gods had no master, and she also met him.

His embrace was warm, at least in the middle of such a cold and windy night, the only temperature she could absorb.

Her hands were bloody, hanging down and she didn't dare to move, for fear of staining his noble and gorgeous clothes, but her tears flowed uncontrollably.

Was it frightened? Have you been wronged? Or did you think of the heartache of Murong Ling's decisive figure?

She didn't know, but the sadness was so thick, so thick.

"What's going on?"

I don't know why, seeing her tears, his heart was inexplicably tight, and even his voice was so soft.

She cried, but did not answer.

"Did you kill someone?"

She shook her head, unwilling to tell him Murong Ling's indifferent scene.

Seeing her look of lost soul, he understood that these people must not have been killed by her, and her sadness could only be related to him.

Therefore, he didn't ask again, not wanting her to be sad and hurt again.

Song Ling, you still don't understand, from the moment you followed Murong Ling desperately, you were wrong.

He doesn't bring you happiness, only endless pain.

Someday, you'll see it clearly.

"Are you going to bury them?" He asked softly.

This time, she nodded.

He didn't ask any more, but rolled up the noble sleeve and helped her drag the heavy corpse.

"Your Highness."

She was shocked, how could she dirty the hands of the King of Zhongshan, he was the younger brother of the current emperor.

"Are you so slow, do you have to wait until dawn for others to find out?"

He ignored her, and with a sharp force, he made a big cut.

Song Ling didn't dare to delay and followed closely behind him.

"Your Highness, why did you come to Shacheng?" She looked at him and couldn't help but ask.

"Why am I here? I know that you can't persuade Murong Ling at all, he still attacked Weide City in the end. ”

Murong Chong's eyes sank, as if a dark cloud drifted by, covering the cold moon and clear light, his words were full of disappointment with Murong Ling.

"Yes, it was my incompetence that did not persuade the son." She hung her head and silently blamed herself.

"His ambition will definitely not stop at Sand City and Weide City, right?" He asked tentatively, but he had already seen through everything in his heart.

She was stunned, "Your Highness, I'm sorry, I can't tell you." ”

Murong Cheng suddenly stopped and snorted coldly, "I really don't know what kind of soup Murong Ling poured on you, making you die for him like this, and you don't hesitate to go against the entire imperial court!" ”

"He promised me that the fighting would cease soon."

She said to herself, but her voice was inexplicably quieter.

"Do you believe it?"

"I ......"

"Song Ling, I thought you were an extremely smart girl, but now it seems that I overestimated you."

He looked at the bloody corpse in his hand, and asked coldly, "The person who can make you Song Ling willingly dispose of the corpse in the middle of the night is afraid that the only one is Murong Ling, and the person you want to do your best to protect is also him." ”

"I don't know what kind of crime they have committed to be tortured like this, but a man who is so cruel to his subordinates, I don't think his promise is worth much."

"Your Highness, you don't know, what happened at that time? He has his difficulties. ”

Her voice became smaller and smaller, and she became more and more reasonable, but from Murong Ling's point of view, in that angry moment, even if he was wrong, he was unintentional.

Although it is inappropriate to kill generals in battle, if this matter is allowed to spread, where will he put Murong Ling's face, and as soon as such a scarred soldier enters the team, the army's morale will also be chaotic.

"Why did the Song family come up with you stupid girl, I think your eldest brother is a very shrewd person. I don't know what happened at that time, but if you think Murong Ling is not wrong, why should you be sad at this time? ”

"I ......," she said, sighing abruptly, unable to answer for a moment.

"Even if I can't persuade Murong Ling, is it that now, even you can't persuade you at all?"

Song Ling, Song Ling, since you already know that you have chosen the wrong one, why don't you turn back?

"Regardless of the danger, you rushed from Weide to Shacheng to persuade me?"

She looked up at him and asked slowly.

The clear moonlight shone on his handsome and peerless face, which happened to reflect the flash of redness.

Murong Chong couldn't help but sneer, as a way to hide the panic in his heart, "Miss Song, you really take yourself seriously. ”

"I'm here to persuade Murong Ling, the last time to persuade you, if it weren't for the Emperor's hard work, this king would really be too lazy to bother with this effort."

"Yes, where do I have such a big face, so that His Royal Highness the King of Zhongshan can go on this trip."

I don't know why, hearing him say this, a trace of loss crossed her heart.

"Maybe, I just take myself too seriously."

She couldn't help but think of the scene just now, she was in Murong Ling's heart, in fact, it was nothing.

"Song Ling! If you dare to do anything with me, don't forget who you are! ”

"My identity? What is my identity in the eyes of your Murong Ling? ”

"Song Ling!"

"You say! What am I in your eyes? ”

"Song Ling."

Looking at the heavy loss in her eyes, he couldn't help but feel a sigh in his heart, what was wrong with her? What the hell is going on?

Only then did she come to her senses slightly, "Your Highness is here to persuade the prince, but I'm afraid it's a little difficult." ”

She couldn't help but think of Murong Ling's eyes on Long Cheng, even if she begged hard, it was difficult to change the slightest.

"This king said that it is the last persuasion, if he Murong Ling does not repent of his death, the next time, it will be the iron horse of the court to greet him."

He stood tall, looking at the sand city from afar with arrogant eyes, and his mood here was just like the cold wind in the middle of the night.

Murong Ling, this is the last chance that Dayan gave you, and it was the important ministers of the court who had insight to give you the last hope of King Wu's father and son, if you really choose to make mistakes again and again, then your ending, you should know it yourself.

"Then let's do it, Your Highness will go to the Longshui Inn to live first, and I'll arrange it."

Looking at his eyes at this time, she could feel it somewhat, Murong Chong, she should want to help him once.

The prince is now accompanying the frightened princess, I'm afraid I won't be able to spare the energy, even if the two meet at this time, I'm afraid there will be a quarrel, or wait for the prince to calm down, and the two of them will sit down and talk.

"Well, this king will believe you once."

In the middle of the cold night, at the end of the sand and stones, they finally buried the three people alive, but fortunately, someone accompanied her over this long night.