Jingrong originally left in a negative mood, but halfway through, he suddenly felt naïve. He is the prince, is he really competing for favor with a dog? Thinking about it again that he just left, it would definitely make Mu Xuefu sad, so he turned around and went back again.

But he didn't expect to set foot in again, and when he heard these words, it exploded like thunder above his head, and he only felt that his heart was broken.

Men are never reliable! It's better to close your mind before you fall in love with him! Be kind, and give others a little almost!

Sentence by sentence pierced him like a bayonet.

It turned out that she didn't care about him so much!

Mu Xuefu froze in place for a while, and the sound of "Mu Xuefu" was like a heavy hammer, hitting her heart hard.

Her face turned pale and white, unable to look directly at Jing Rong's gaze that seemed to burn her, she lowered her head weakly, looking at the snowball hiding at her feet, and her heart ached beyond measure.

"Don't you have anything to explain?" Jing Rong'er smiled, like a wisp of smoke, dim and fluttering, he walked up to Mu Xuefu, hooked her chin, and looked at her condescendingly, "Do you think this king is an item that can be let out?" ”

There was a slight pain in her jaw, Mu Xuefu didn't realize it, and her eyebrows were lowered, "Although the concubine's words are not good, she is indeed sharing her husband with others." I used to be a concubine and I was ignorant."

"You go back to the new mansion for this king, and don't let this king see you again!"

Jing Rong's forehead jumped suddenly, his shallow lips were tightly pursed, he bit his gums fiercely, and before Mu Xuefu finished speaking, he shook her away with his hand and shouted loudly.

"Do you want to share your husband with someone else? Well, this king will fulfill you! Don't think that this king can't do without you, as long as this king wants, this king can change women every night. ”

Mu Xuefu clenched her teeth tightly, suppressed the tears that had accumulated in her eyes, and watched Jing Rong not turn her head away.

Bai Yi stomped his feet anxiously, "Master, how can you say such a thing?" Go after the prince and tell him that what you said was not your intention. ”

Mu Xuefu smiled bitterly and sat down on the chair dejectedly, "Isn't this the result I want?" ”

Jing Rong already knew when she was outside, and those words were just specially said to him.

Jing Rong was furious, walked out of the east courtyard, and strode straight to the Wanqing Pavilion.

Ming Bangxin looked up at the scene of sitting on the chair drinking tea cup after cup, and his heart was worried. The prince has not spoken since he came, but he has kept drinking water, as if he has received the atmosphere from somewhere, and he has come to her to extinguish the fire. But now that the princess is in the house, why did the prince come to her? Could it be that the princess made the prince angry?

"Come here." Jing Rong suddenly spoke, and his cold gaze fell on her.

Ming Bang was hesitant, but he still walked over boldly. As soon as he arrived at Jingrong's side, he was pulled into his arms. Such an intimate gesture made her blush instantly.

Jing Rong chuckled, hooked her chin, and looked at her seriously, "I didn't take it seriously to the king of Japan, and today I only see that Concubine Ai is such a charming and charming person." ”

Jing Rong's words are a little picky, which is very different from the image of the elegant Jiyue in front of everyone on weekdays. Ming Wanxin was a little uncertain, but Wei Yanran smiled lightly: "The prince is used to making fun of the concubine, the concubine has an ordinary appearance, where can she be called a charming and glamorous person?" ”

"What this king says is the truth, so why should you be presumptuous?" Jing Rong hooked the corners of his mouth, and his big calloused hands moved from her face to her neck, he approached her, and the warm breath sprayed on the pinna of Ming Wangxin's ears, "This king has ignored you for so many years, you won't be angry with this king, right?" ”

A tremor was transmitted from his heart to his limbs, and Ming Wanxin dodged slightly, and his heart was even more uncertain, but his face was still calm, "The princess has not been treated badly since the concubine entered the palace, how can the concubine be angry with the prince?" ”

No matter when and where, Ming Bangxin is gentle and understanding, which suddenly makes Jing Rong a little unhappy and interested. Holding her in his arms, but the damn Mu Xuefu was coquettish in his arms flashed in his mind, Jing Rong frowned, and suddenly hugged Ming Wang's heart, "This king wants you to enter the mansion for so many years, and I must be looking forward to being favored by this king, and today this king will fulfill your wish." ”

Ming Bangxin lay on the bed, without struggling, and Jingrong tore off her clothes. This is what she has been looking forward to for many years, but she knows that today's prince's actions must not be out of a sincere desire to favor her. It's not out of sincerity, what does it mean to her, it's just a tool for the prince to vent his anger.

Ming's heart was full of body, and there was only one belly pocket left on his upper body, but Jing Rong's hand stopped here. As if helpless, he turned over and sat up, ripped off the brocade quilt and covered Ming Bang's heart.

No, his mind was full of the damn woman, he couldn't do it.

"Lord Wang." The warm liquid went from the corner of his eyes to the brocade mattress, and Ming Bangxin clutched the quilt tightly and called softly.

Jing Rong's back stiffened, and he glanced back at her, and the appearance of the merry boy before was gone. His face was full of guilt, he pondered for a moment, and said, "You have a good rest, this king still has something to do and come to see you another day." After speaking, he left the Wanqing Pavilion without any nostalgia.

Ming Bangxin lay there motionless, letting the tears flow freely. It turns out that he is not even a tool for leaking.

Coming out of the Wanqing Pavilion, Jing Rong didn't know where to go. It seems to be a huge palace, but there is no place for him. The steps under his feet did not stop, and he involuntarily walked to the place where he and Mu Xuefu often went, but he did not know it.

In front of the Hibiscus Pond, Jing Rong suddenly stopped, looked up at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, the cool moonlight was like his heart at this time, all cold.

He treats a woman wholeheartedly, but today he realized that there was no such thing as him in that woman's heart. A woman can even share her husband with others, which shows that she really doesn't care.

Well, since she doesn't care about herself, why should she put a hot face on her cold ass. If she takes back her heart, won't she herself?

"Lord, the princess is gone again, and her subordinates can't stop her, so go and chase it." Yue Feng searched the palace several times, and finally found the prince in Fuhui Pond. There was wind under his feet, and he ran to Jing Rong in one breath, panting.

Jing Rong is like a fish in her throat, she is angry, this dead woman really got out! I don't usually see her so obedient, but today she is fast, and it seems that she really wants to stay away from him.

"Just go, what are you stopping her for? If you have a kind, never come back! Jing Rong kicked away the stone next to him, and the fire in his heart was out of control like a prairie fire. This dead woman, she really dares to go!

Zhou Cheng next to him raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, this is still the usual wise and cold prince, but like a complaining husband. It's just that the prince of the slaves, it seems that you are the one who let the prince go.

With a sharp heart, Jing Rong's eyes with a knife flew towards him "whoosh", and he was so frightened that he hurriedly waved away the belly of the prince in his heart. Then he said with a smile: "Don't be angry, the princess is young, she is inevitably squeamish, and she loves to play petty, and she will figure it out in a few days, knowing that the prince is good, she will naturally come back." ”

"Why are you talking such nonsense! This king tells you that whether she loves to come back or not in the future has nothing to do with this king. Jing Rong kicked him in the ass, causing him to stagger several steps and almost fall to the ground.

Zhou Cheng touched his ass and bowed his waist, and said bitterly: "Yes, the slave has a lot of mouths, the slave has a lot of mouths, and the slave will never mention the princess again in the future." ”

But people, the more they don't want to mention it, the more they don't want to think about it, the more they think about it in their hearts.

Jing Rong was lying on the bed, never able to sleep peacefully, and his mind was full of Mu Xuefu's figure. Delicate, cunning, gentle, quiet laughter, trouble, crying, and anger appear in front of the eyes

There was a faint pain in his heart, like an ant biting, engulfing his heart little by little.

Jing Rong sat up suddenly, and punched the quilt, Mu Xuefu, this woman is really a ghost who can't get rid of it, she has been dangling in front of his eyes, disturbing him uneasy!

He was annoyed in his heart, and he had a feeling of powerlessness, and asked himself over and over again, Jingrong, what the hell is going on with you! Isn't it just a woman, how did you live without her!

She Mu Xuefu is not rare to you, some women are rare to you, how many women in the palace are waiting for you to be lucky, and how many women outside are crazy about you, why are you so desperate, you have to hang yourself from a tree.

Besides, what's so good about Mu Xuefu, isn't it just that she looks good. will pretend all day long, or smoke and see. Scheming, good at yin and poison, spoiled, arbitrary, and has no merit in the whole body. I really don't know what to like about her! You're really blind to have affection for her.

There are more and more discussions about Mu Xuefu in his heart, and there seems to be a basket of criminal accusations, but the more he condemns, the more he thinks about her, and he only hates that he can't even control his heart.

Unconsciously, halfway through the night, his eyes were already napping, and sleepiness hit him little by little, and he slowly closed his eyes. It's just that in the end, he inadvertently muttered something that even he didn't know, "Fu'er, don't love me, don't go, you promised me not to leave me, you come back." ”

"Fu'er, don't love me, don't go, you promised me not to leave me, you come back." In a trance, Mu Xuefu seemed to hear the familiar voice, and she opened her eyes suddenly, only to realize that she had returned to the Jade Fu Pavilion.

She smiled bitterly, it turned out to be a dream. Jing Rong hates her to death now, how can he still miss her. Besides, at this time, he should have Wen Xiang Nuan Yu in his arms, where will he remember her.

If a sharp needle pierces her heart, the roots of her teeth itch in pain. Ming Bangxin should be very happy, he hasn't been favored for a long time, and he must be doing his best to thank him tonight.

It's just that all of this is uncomplaining, and she has contributed to it.