"If you dare to throw me, I won't spare you. Hurry up and let this let me go, hurry up and let me go! Mu Junwei grabbed the fence and looked at the ground several meters above the ground in fear. He was now completely in the air, and if he let go, he would fall.

The screams like killing pigs made people want to plug their ears, but Mu Xuefu closed the door and ignored it.

Zi Yao smiled, broke Mu Junwei's fingers little by little, and said faintly: "Third Young Master, don't be afraid, it's not high, it's just the second floor, at most, it's a fracture and dislocation, and you can't die if you fall." Whoever made you talk like a dog fart and angered my master, you brought it all upon yourself! As soon as the words fell, the hand that grabbed the back of his coat loosened, and then I watched him fall like a butterfly to the center of the lobby on the first floor.

With a "bang", even the floor on the first floor trembled, and then Mu Junqi cried and howled. Hearing such a voice, an irrepressible smile slowly appeared on Mu Xuefu's lips, and she glanced at Jing Rong, and unconsciously cleared her laughter overflowed the corners of her mouth. She was the first to laugh, and the people in the room laughed one after another, Xiao Xiao was even more exaggerated, even her waist was bent with a smile, and even Jing Rong laughed helplessly.

"Cousin-in-law, you were so energetic just now, you are simply domineering!" Xiao Xiao covered her stomach and said while laughing.

Xiao Li gave Mu Xuefu a thumbs up, "Cousin-in-law, your two slaps are so painful, I watched that slut being beaten, from his heels to his head." Now that he's been thrown downstairs again, I can't get any more angry. He had several black scars on his face, and his eyebrows were raised when he said this, looking a little funny, "And that kick, I hurt for him." Ah Rong, don't mess with your cousin in the future, otherwise I'm worried about you" His eyes swept to Jing Rong's lower body with a deep meaning, "Hey, hey, hey"

Mu Xuefu was a little embarrassed, and lowered her head and threw herself into Jingrong's arms.

Jing Rong put his arm around her shoulders and said with a smile: "You are so angry, I was almost bluffed by you, I don't know, I thought I married a tigress and went home." ”

Mu Xuefu raised her head and slapped him on the shoulder, and said angrily: "You dare to say that I am a tigress? ”

"Don't dare, don't dare, my little Fu'er doesn't know how gentle she is, how can she be a tigress?"

The two of them flirted and scolded as if no one was around, and the people around them only felt goosebumps. Xiao Li trembled his whole body and rolled his eyes, "The flesh is numb, can you two find a place where no one is loving, in broad daylight, I and I are really in the world." ”

Xiao Yu looked at Jing Rong and Mu Xuefu with envy, and then looked at Xiao Li beside him.

Jing Rong also looked at Xiao Li, the temperature on his face was completely different from that of Mu Xuefu, and he said solemnly: "I haven't said you yet," his gaze lightly scraped on Xian Yu's face, "Today's events will soon make the city full of storms, and the prince of the dignified Hou Mansion is enough to become a laughing stock for the sake of one who actually fights with people." ”

"I, the prince of the Hou family, have been looked down upon, am I still afraid of becoming someone else's talking point before and after dinner?" Xiao Li pursed his lips, disappreciated, touched the corner of his injured eye, and took a cold breath with a "hiss".

"Today's things are all caused by Slim Whisper, so that the son of the world is hurt for me, Slim Whisper really can't help it." Xianyu's face was sorrowful, like a flower blooming petal by petal, with a faint cloud of melancholy.

Xiao Li stroked her shoulder, with a rare serious look on her face, "It's none of your business, it's all that Mu Junjiao who is making trouble, next time he dares to bully you, I will abolish him." ”

There was such an episode, and everyone was in no mood to play the piano anymore, and it didn't take long for Jingrong to leave the Forgotten House with Mu Xuefu.

"The prince doesn't like the girl very much?" After going back, Mu Xuefu couldn't help but ask about Jingrong.

Jing Rong hugged her in his arms, frowned at the snowball she had been holding, and replied, "I only like you." ”

Mu Xuefu's ears turned red from the hot breath, and she tilted her head, "You know I didn't mean that, I mean you look down on the Whispering Girl?" ”

"She is a prostitute in a green building, how many people will look up to her, let alone this king? is no matter how beautiful the surface is, no matter how sought after by others, in the final analysis, she is not a woman who sells herself and laughs. There was obvious disdain in Jing Rong's tone, and recently he used "I" to call himself in front of Mu Xuefu, but when it came to Xianyu, he called himself "this king", which was obviously regarded as a mustard.

Mu Xuefu pondered, slowly paused with her hand stroking Snowball's fur, looked sideways at Jing Rong, and said in a tentative tone: "I think Xiao Li seems to be very protective of the slender girl, and she seems to like her very much." ”

Jing Rong said: "Everyone can see it, but what if you like it?" He is the prince of the world, can he still marry a Qinglou woman and go home? ”

"Although it is the first time I have seen the girl today, I think she is very elegant and refined, like a snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountain, not disturbed by all things in the world, left behind and independent." Mu Xuefu sighed slightly in her heart, it is a pity that such a rare woman in the world has fallen into the dust. She said softly: "The girl is also the daughter of a big family, but because her father offended the powerful, she was framed and ended miserably. Her brother was outside the army, and she was sold into a prostitute, how could she be willing? is like duckweed, and she can't help herself, and it's not something she can choose. Treat others with oneself, and the prince should not be prejudiced. ”

empathizes with Mu Xuefu's life experience, and Xu is sympathetic to her because of the same disease, so he will pity and sympathize with her.

A trace of apprehension flashed in Jing Rong's eyes, Mu Xuefu rarely cares about other people's affairs, and rarely talks about others, but today he spoke for the fine language that he had only met once, which had to surprise him.

"Fu'er, you rarely speak for people." Jing Rong took down the hairpin from her bun, which always shaved his face, which was very obstructive.

"It's not that I help her speak, but I feel that it is rare to have such a wonderful person, but I am in the middle of the wind and moon, and I am inevitably a little sorry." So, Mu Xuefu removed all the ornaments on her head one by one, and put down her head and spread it out.

The fragrance of rose-flavored head oil is like flowers blooming all over the mountains in spring, which is intoxicating. Jing Rong's chin rested on the top of her, smelling the fragrance on his head, his heart was charming, he kissed her, and then moved to her face little by little, and said vaguely: "Everyone has their own life, and some things can't be seen as involuntarily, but in fact, they are just willing." Besides, even if she is innocent, it is impossible for her to be accepted by her uncle with her identity. And the reason why I haven't stopped Xiao Li from being with her all this time is because I know that she can't enter the gate of the Jingyuan Marquis Mansion, no matter how much Xiao Li likes her. ”

Hearing this, Mu Xuefu pushed him away, and her eyes were reflected in the clear lake water, looking through the autumn waves at a glance, "Then if I fall into the Qinglou like a thin language, do you feel dirty, filthy, and disdainful in your eyes?" ”

"Don't say that! How can she compare to you? Jing Rong hugged Mu Xuefu, and the snowball in the middle kept surging, he didn't even look at it, grabbed its hair and threw it to the ground. Then he kissed Mu Xuefu's lips deeply, "You will always be the most icy and jade in my heart, the most beautiful, and the best in the world." ”

"I mean if."

"Even if you are really born, you are the purest and most flawless in my heart."

Mu Xuefu's eyes fell on his pursed lips, her eyes were a little trance-like, she slowly raised her head and stroked Jing Rong's face, "Look, you are like this to me, why isn't Xiao Li like this to Xianyu?" After thinking about it, she leaned into Jing Rong's arms and said with a smile: "But if that's really the case, we may not know each other." You are the king of Chen, and you may still marry the young lady of the Zuo Xiangfu, but not Mu Xuefu, but Mu Menglian, or any young lady in the Zuo Xiangfu. ”

Jingrong's faint smile, the moonlight rhyme, like half a wisp of moonlight on his lips. He said word by word, each of them seemed to have been soaked in a honey pot for a long time, and he couldn't melt it away, "If you weren't the young lady of the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion, I might marry someone else, but what if you marry back, it's not just an ornament like other women in the mansion." I think whoever a person meets and falls in love with is predestined. You are the only one in this world who makes my heart move, so even in the vast sea of people, I will definitely find you and fall in love with you. Whether you are the young lady of the Zuo Xiangfu family, or maybe the common people, or even the women of the Qinglou, I only need you. ”

There were countless brilliant stars and silver clouds circulating in his eyes, Mu Xuefu looked into his eyes, and there was her face in the vast galaxy. It's just that the stars keep twinkling, opening and closing her eyes, so that she is afraid of losing this bright starlight. Mu Xuefu hugged Jing Rong's neck, her hands trembled slightly, with an inexplicable feeling of suffocation in her heart, and even her palms were a little sweaty, "What if I am the daughter of a traitor that people say?" ”

Jing Rong gently lifted the corner of his eyes upward, and thought that what Mu Xuefu said was ridiculous, but seeing that her expression was extremely serious, he also became solemn. He was solemn, his tone must have been like a rock placed on the top of a mountain for thousands of years, and his voice was soft and like a warm spring breeze penetrating into his ears, "No matter whose daughter you are, whether you are a traitor or a fugitive, I look at this life and this life, and the next life, as long as you are one, I only love you." After a pause, Jing Rong hugged Mu Xuefu, very tightly, as if to shackle her into her body. His voice was a little choked, with a faint layer of pleading, "Fu'er, I love you very much, and you love me too, okay?" ”

He is willing to give, but the more he loves, the more he wants her to respond. During this time, he seemed to be obsessed with her and a scoundrel to her, but his heart was always empty, and his heart went up and down, and he never found a belonging.

Love is like being instilled with internal force, like a wisp of light smoke coming slowly. A tear slid down the corner of her eyes onto Jingrong's clothes, and there were crystal dewdrops in Mu Xuefu's eyes, she didn't speak, just hugged Jingrong tightly.

Jingrong, it's not that I don't love you, it's that I don't dare to love.