"Where did you go and come back?" Huo Chen frowned, stood up and walked towards her, she hadn't seen her for many days, she seemed to have lost some weight, but when she got closer, her eyes were red and swollen, "Have you cried?" What happened? ”

Huo Chen stretched out his hand, wanting to wipe away the tears from her cheeks, she was excited, only felt that it was just a sharp claw, and hurriedly avoided it.

His hands were still in the air, and the air seemed to freeze, so oppressive that he couldn't breathe.

Mu Wanqing raised her eyes and glanced at him, his face was gloomy, and there seemed to be a trace of dissatisfaction.

"Why did the prince come here?" Mu Wanqing's voice was hoarse.

"The king asked you where you had come back." Huo Chen had a trace of anger, but more of a worry.

"I went out for a walk, and who knew that the wind and sand would be in my eyes." Mu Wanqing knew that her excuse was very low-level, she lowered her head, unwilling to face Huo Chen again, "If the prince is okay, please leave, I want to rest." ”

Huo Chen grabbed her arm and approached her: "This king has been waiting for you for so long, but now you want to drive this king away?" ”

The agarwood fragrance on his body only made her mind clearer, and she said calmly: "What is the matter with the prince?" ”

Huo Chen was stunned, but she was gloomy, she was so unfamiliar with herself, it made him feel that he didn't know how to get closer.

"But the prince has thought about it, and he wants to give me an answer?" Mu Wanqing asked.

"Reply?" Huo Chen was a little puzzled.

"It's the deal I said a few days ago, the prince can exchange a letter of resignation for a military talisman."

Huo Chen slowly let go of her arm, she couldn't cry or laugh, she had just decided, but she couldn't wait to leave.

"Do you really want to go?" Huo Chen stared at her tightly, "This king will treat you well in the future, do you still want to leave?" ”

Mu Wanqing's heart was in turmoil, and she wanted to ask if the masked man was him, but after thinking about it, even if it was, Huo Chen would not admit it, she walked inside, not wanting him to see her sad face, and said: "Lord Wang, I don't want to get in the way of you, and you don't want to get in the way of me." ”

If Mu Yirou hadn't told her this tonight, I'm afraid she would be happy now.

"This king is in your way?" Huo Chen chuckled, his heart was like a knife.

Mu Wanqing looked at the faint candle flame on the hammer enamel candlestick, which could not illuminate the whole room at all, she didn't want to say anymore, who was in the way of whom, and now she couldn't tell, since he and Mu Yirou were in love, she was an outsider and didn't want to mix anymore.

"You say, do you think this king is in the way of you, so that you can't be Princess Yan?" Huo Chen stared at her back, "Mu Wanqing!" This king wants you to answer! ”

Mu Wanqing took a deep breath, and said lightly without looking back: "Yes." ”

"That king can also let you be the princess of Zhuang, if you want a name, this king can also give it to you. The king of tomorrow went to tell his father that he would give you the title of concubine! Huo Chen only felt scared, and she was so far away, he couldn't catch her anymore.

She shook her head slightly: "What I want, not the title." ”

All she wanted was his love.

She knew it was impossible, but there was still a glimmer of hope in her heart.

Huo Chen's eyes darkened, she didn't know what Concubine Zheng represented, Concubine Zheng was a wife, a wife who had been with her all her life. He had struggled countless times to finally make this decision, but now she said she didn't want it.

So what does she want? Do you want to leave him, do you want to be with Huo Huan?

He walked over, grabbed her hand, and said slowly, "Qing'er......"

Mu Wanqing's heart melted at this moment, his hands were wide, and he could feel the clear lines on it.

But he only regarded her as a pawn, and now it seems to have turned around, which is his beauty **.

"Is it okay for you to stay with this king?" There was a demagogic light in his gaze.

He was like a strong air pressure, and she kept backing away, and he approached step by step, until he retreated to the bedside, and he knew that there was no way to escape.

Her mind was confused, and she hurriedly resisted him: "You get out of the way." ”

Huo Chen's lips hooked slightly: "This king won't let it." ”

Mu Wanqing was ashamed and anxious, she couldn't stop him, her cheeks were dizzy, he pressed her on the bed suddenly, her heart was like a little rabbit beating wildly, and her whole face burned.

She still couldn't react, he had already bowed his head and kissed him, the air around him was eagerly snatched away, she couldn't breathe, she felt that she was about to faint, she only nervously pressed her fist against his chest, couldn't say a word in a panic, and didn't know if she was going to push her away in anger or what.

"This king only wants you."

His fingers wrapped around her jet-black hair, and he couldn't hide from her, shutting her up with him in the madness.

He clung to her, his heart burning like a soldering iron, and her cheeks were hot.

He kissed her greedily, and her head was dizzy, as if she had stepped into a bottomless abyss and left, and her body seemed to have no support, and she kept falling. An inexplicable sense of fear came over me, and I reached out and grabbed his arm as if I were grasping a rope.

Confused, he read a sentence: "Huo Chen......"

Huo Chen paused.

The dark eyes are like the night of love.

The candlelight was dim, and everything was in shadow.

Only her white fragrant shoulders were as white as snow, and he slowly kissed her shoulder, leaving a strong and fiery imprint, as if to announce that it was his.

Mu Wanqing closed her eyes, and it seemed that it was the last time she felt his breath so closely, which made people want to stop. He was like a raging fire, she was a moth to the fire, he turned her whole body to ashes, and she was defeated after all.

Revolt?

It was too late, he plundered like crazy, she retreated, only to feel the world spinning, and there was such a sharp pain that her soul seemed to be pinched by him, and she finally softened, and her whole body seemed not to be her own, but his.

If hell lay ahead, she wouldn't hesitate.

But he didn't love her after all.

Tears trickled down from the corners of her closed eyes and soaked the soft pillows.

Only the faint fragrance lingers on the tip of their noses, feeling each other's breath.