She was like a warm beam of sunshine, dazzling, illuminating his otherwise gloomy and dark world.

Without her, he really didn't know how to survive these difficult years.

"You're still laughing!"

"Okay, stop laughing."

"Then will you go out in the future and cover your face?" She didn't give in.

The corners of his mouth were lightly raised, a little helpless, but he said with a happy smile, "Meng! ”

"Really?" I didn't expect him to agree so easily, she couldn't believe it.

"Really." He nodded helplessly and smiled.

Satisfied with the answer, she leaned against the wall next to him contentmently, looked at the starry sky, and muttered alone, "I'm kidding you." ”

He turned his face to look at her, his eyes flowing with tenderness, but he was determined, "Then what if, I take it seriously." ”

"Really, what?" She didn't understand what he meant for a moment, and couldn't help asking.

This girl, is she really stupid or fake?

He couldn't help but reach out and flick her forehead lightly, and she clutched her forehead in pain.

"You're going to be jealous for me, it's not like your style." He suddenly joked to her with a hippie smile, just like other ordinary men of this age, less restrained and more naïve.

It seems that they now do not have the heavy task of rejuvenating the country and restoring the country, and they do not have the situation of exhaustion, but they are just two men and women in their prime, full of beautiful expectations for love.

She knew that such a man would only show in front of her.

"I'm really jealous, what if I'm not by your side in the future, and so many warblers and swallows are around you?" Anyway, the words were already spoken, and she continued without hesitation.

"Why aren't you by my side?" Murong Chong's expression suddenly became serious.

He didn't think about his life without her, and he didn't dare to think about it.

Song Ling was stunned by his sudden seriousness, and said stupidly, "I didn't mean if." ”

He suddenly grabbed her shoulders with his backhand, stretched out his long arms, and pulled her into his arms.

"Phoenix Emperor." She was stunned for a moment, and whispered against his chest.

"No ifs!" He suddenly tightened his arms and held her tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid that she would disappear inexplicably.

"I won't take a second look at this woman in the world except you. Therefore, you must always be by my side, until the day when I command the three armies and dominate the world. ”

"Good!" She pressed her face gently against his chest and said with great firmness.

I, Song Ling, am willing to accompany you, fight for the world, and dominate the Quartet.

A promise weighs a thousand pounds, and life and death are the same.

She knows very well that her promise means that there is a difficult and thorny road to go, and how many life and death honors and disgraces are deeply condensed in her one word.

Such a promise, once in a lifetime, only one person.

****

Often, when people feel that happiness is close at hand, they ignore the cruelty of reality.

And when they understood, they realized that it was too late.

The moon is in the sky, the stars are shining, the handsome man is like a breeze, and the woman who is as delicate as an epiphany, holding hands, strolling on the way home, the silver glow of the moon casts a beautiful silhouette on their backs, as if condensing all the beautiful scenery in the world.

Taishou House

As soon as Yuan Xiang saw the happy smile on Murong Chong's face when he returned, and then looked at the bird-like woman beside him, he immediately understood what was going on.

However, he still had to go and tell the truth.

"Lord Wang." Yuan Xiang looked at Murong Chong, as well as the tightly interlocked fingers of the two of them, and stopped talking for a while.

"What's wrong?" Murong Chong seemed to be still in a sweet warmth, and he didn't even notice Yuan Xiang's rare solemn expression for a while.

"Princess Baojin, she's here!"

This sentence seems to have erected a barrier between the two out of thin air. Song Ling immediately stiffened, and immediately let go of Murong Chong's hand.

Princess Baojin is the most favored daughter of Fu Jian, and she fell in love with Murong Chong at first sight and was deeply affectionate.

In the past thirteen years, from the year of the golden hairpin to the peach and plum blossoms, she has really been infatuated with Murong Chong.

Hearing the news of Princess Baojin's arrival, Murong Chong's face suddenly sank, and a cloud of disgust inexplicably appeared on his bereaved and beautiful face.

"What is she doing here?" He asked angrily.

The man's beautiful face in the white moonlight was extremely cold, and his eyes were as cold as ice, as if he had returned to the same person he was thirteen years ago, which was very different from the man who was usually gentle on Song Ling.

As if seeing Murong Chong's displeasure, Yuan Xiang lowered his head and replied in a low voice, "I heard that I came to see you, Lord Wang, and General Yang also came with me, and now they are in the main hall." ”

"Yang Ding is here too?" Murong asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes." Yuan Xiang replied.

Murong Cheng frowned, his star-like eyes were dyed with a layer of depth, just like the uncertain dark clouds in the sky, unfathomable and elusive.

Fu Jian loved Princess Baojin very much, and even asked Yang Ding, who commanded the forbidden army, to personally escort her, which was so overkill.

Song Ling tugged at Murong Chong's sleeve and said casually, "You go and see her, it's not easy to come all the way, after all, she is a princess, and we can't snub her now." ”

"What about you?" Murong Chong looked at her and asked distressedly.

Song Ling smiled lightly, stretched his waist and said, "I'm a little tired, I'll go back to the house to rest first." ”

Murong Chong looked at her deeply, for a long time, nodded slightly, and said, "It's okay." I'll see you later. ”

Baojin has always disliked Song Ling, and when she was still in Chang'an, she liked to find some difficulties for her, and it was indeed wise for her to choose to avoid it at this time.

"Okay." Song Ling smiled and turned back to the room.

As soon as she turned around, the corners of her brows with a forced smile disappeared, replaced by a slightly bitter sadness.

What she didn't expect was that Princess Baojin's affection for Fenghuang was so strong and deep.

And what about him? Will there be the slightest emotion?

****

Princess Baojin saw Murong Chong's figure from a distance, and Yan Ruochunhua's pink face immediately smiled, and her beautiful eyes were full of joy, and even a hint of subtle concealment was redundant.

"Brother Chong, you're back!" She hurriedly greeted her, and took the golden steps on the temples of the clouds and shook the shadows, falling and shining on people.

Murong Chong glanced at her, then at Yang Ding, who was standing quietly behind Princess Baojin, and barely pulled out a gentle smile, but just lowered his hand and said, "Welcome to Her Royal Highness the Princess." ”

"Didn't I tell you that you don't have to bow to me." Princess Baojin hurriedly stepped forward to help Murong Chong.

Yang Ding looked at Princess Baojin's active and intimate movements, and his eyebrows couldn't help but move faintly, like an undercurrent of waves.

"The princess is the king, Murong Chong is the minister, between the monarch and the minister, this ceremony cannot be abolished." Yang Ding couldn't help but say in the back, and he raised his eyes to look at Murong Chong at the same time, as if these words were also meant to be said to him.

"Brother Ding." Princess Baojin pouted slightly with her delicate lips.

"Princess, what General Yang said is not wrong." Murong Chong didn't care, and said lightly, "The princess is the body of a daughter, this poor land in Pingyang is not as good as Chang'an, and it is difficult to adapt to the princess if you are afraid of it." ”