"Lord Wang, don't do such a stupid thing!" Women have always been unable to resist men's sweet words, Jing Qian's words had already made Zhong Birou burst into tears, she bit her lip, shook her head and said: "I have never blamed the prince, and all this is not the prince's fault." I know that people can't get rid of the tricks of fate, it's Rou'er's blessing, and she is destined not to be your wife and concubine, but even so, Rou'er will always be the prince's woman. ”

"Rou'er, this king really loves you." Jing Qian wiped her tears, her movements were gentle as if she would cut her cheeks with a little force. He picked up Zhong Birou horizontally and walked to the bed, "For so many days and nights, as long as this king closes his eyes, all he sees is you." The king you hurt has lovesickness, and there is no cure. ”

Little by little, the kiss fell on her skin, eager and tender, and his cold lips were like a burning flame, making her scorching heat from the outside in. Zhong Birou hugged Jing Qian tightly, letting him burn on himself and let him burn himself. This time, instead of being as shy as before, she responded to him with all her enthusiasm, and she wanted to tell him how much she loved him.

After the upheaval, Zhong Birou quietly leaned on Jing Qian's shoulder, at this moment, her heart was filled, as if even if she died immediately, she was willing.

Warm tears dripped on Jing Qian's shoulders, drop by drop, as round and clear as crystal. Zhong Birou's eyes were fixed on his face, with a strong affection of reluctance, as if she was parting from life and death, "This time, knowing that the prince has not forgotten me in his heart, I am content." In the future, let's not meet again, and the prince will forget about me. ”

Jing Qian pursed her lips and kissed her forehead, "How could this king forget you?" Rou'er, although you are not the first woman of this king, you are the most beloved woman of this king. His fingers ran over Zhong Birou's hair, "This king also knows that none of the women in the palace really love this king like you, they just love the glory and status I can bring to them." ”

Zhong Birou put Jing Qian's hand on her cheek and looked at him with affection, "I can hear the words of the prince, Rou'er is content even if she dies." ”

"Hugh has to say such unlucky words, you will live a hundred years, and you will grow old with this king." Suddenly, Jing Qian's expression changed, his eyes were covered with a layer of coldness, and he said hatefully: "If it weren't for Jingzong's obstruction, how could this king be separated from you?" As long as he thinks that he is scheming and calculating and snatching you away, this king will want to break him into pieces. ”

After hearing this, Zhong Birou's expression changed suddenly, her face turned pale in an instant, and even her lips lost their color. She looked at Jing Qian fixedly, her voice was as eager as a big bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate, "What? Did King Ning do it on purpose? Didn't he want to marry Qin Qing? Why? ”

"Everything he does is for his vital interests. Don't look at Jingzong has always been a taciturn prince, in fact, he has always been scheming and ambitious. What can't someone like him do for the sake of power? Qin Qing's maiden family is good, but where can marrying a Shangshu's daughter catch up with marrying a military marquis's daughter? Out of jealousy, out of ambition, so on the day of the wedding, he came to a trick of changing the bride. Otherwise, why did he change his route back to the house that day and collided with the welcoming team of our Huaiwang Mansion? He did everything by himself. Jing Qian's gaze gradually turned cold, cold like countless sharp crushed ice in the cold winter, revealing a bit of cold killing intent, "A person who values power more than everything, what else can't he do?" ”

Zhong Birou was horrified in her heart, as if her heart was strangled by a strong hand, and she couldn't breathe. She only felt that her brain was blank, leaving only what Jing Qian had just said. It turned out that all her misfortunes today were arranged in advance by Jingzong.

Suddenly, she threw herself into Jing Qian's arms and cried, as if she had vented all the grievances of this time, "Lord, Lord, why, why did he treat me like this?" Why? ”

"For the right! For the throne! Jing Qian sneered, the voice was like a fierce beast about to pounce on its prey, and the tone slowly rose with indescribable excitement. All princes are destined to live for these two things when they are born, and this is true of Jingzong, and he is even more so.

This sentence is like an ice pick on the eaves in the cold winter wax moon, piercing her heart. After a long time, Zhong Birou slowly raised her head, and her eyes were no longer the gentle color of the past, but covered with a layer of hatred. She smiled coldly, revealing infinite mockery, "For the right? Throne? Is it necessary to sacrifice my happiness? Is my happiness worthless in his eyes? ”

Jing Qian's eyebrows were stained with a layer of distress, he hugged Zhong Birou tightly and stroked her back, "Don't be so soft, do you know how distressed this king is?" This king doesn't want to fight for anything, this king only wants you to be by this king's side. ”

"No, lord, you have to fight." Zhong Birou looked at Jing Qian, her expression was serious and firm, she held his hand, "You have to fight for me, he ruined my happiness, and I will also ruin his **." ”

Jing Qian frowned and stared at Zhong Birou, as if there was an unconcealable pain and heartache, but there was a fine light in his eyes that no one noticed. Suddenly, he sighed lightly, a smile slowly curled up on his lips, and there was a reluctance in his voice, "Rou'er is whatever she says, and she is willing to fight for your king." If you are lucky enough to be able to ascend the throne, this king will definitely crown you as the queen, so that you will never leave this king again. ”

A woman in love is like a marionette, her mind is completely immersed in love with a man, where can she still distinguish between truth and falsehood. She will consciously filter out all the sounds around her, and will only be guided by the man she loves.

The words that Jing Qian said were like a shallow scar that was deliberately torn apart and sprinkled with salt, which made Zhong Birou extremely painful. But Jing Qian's words are like a thread to suture a wound, or a medicine to heal the sore spots, slowly healing the wounds in her heart. She looked at Jing Qian and smiled slowly, "I never wanted to be a queen, let alone extravagant, I just want to be by your side and accompany you forever." ”

Jing Qian's heart had a moment of turmoil, as if someone had thrown a stone into the calm water. Although the stone is small, it still makes a ripple. He wiped the tears on Zhong Birou's face, and hugged her tightly into his arms, "Okay, we will always be together." ”

Although this woman approached her at first, he only took a fancy to the power behind her, and had the attitude of taking advantage of her. However, no matter how ruthless he is, it is impossible for his heart not to be touched when faced with a woman's wholehearted love.

The light yarn hangs down to the ground, the mandarin ducks in the tent are crossed, and the jade acacia. A few stacks of mandarin ducks and red waves, golden hairpins and jade plates, are full of sound.

The next day, in the palace of King Chen, a peach forest, peach blossoms are scorching, decorated with branches, the breeze blows, and the fragrance surrounds people. Mu Xuefu stood under the peach blossom tree, her pink and white face rippling in autumn, shearing water, and a light pink dress perfectly integrated her into it, like a peach blossom blooming in spring, making people's hearts sway.

She smiled lightly, her smile was cold and sparse, and her eyebrows were full of indifference and rebelliousness. She is in this place, which is not only harmonious, but also very different from the gentleness and pleasantness of the peach blossoms.

The fingertips lightly swiped on the peach blossom surface, leaving a light and shallow trace, as if a beautiful face had been scratched. Mu Xuefu flicked it lightly, the petals fell like red rain, she stretched out her hand to pick it up, just a piece of falling flowers fell into her palm, Mu Xuefu smiled lightly, "Falling flowers are intentionally flowing water, this pair of hard-working mandarin ducks get together, I am afraid that it will be difficult to say goodbye." ”

Hong Shao put all the peach blossoms he picked into the basket, heard her whisper softly, stretched out his ears, and when he heard her words clearly, his round eyes turned slightly, and he answered: "Is the master talking about King Huai and Princess Ning?" Seeing Mu Xuefu nodding and smiling, doubts flashed in her eyes, "Why did the master let people encourage Princess Ning to go to see King Huai?" ”

Mu Xuefu glanced at her, picked a beautiful peach blossom and put it in Hongshao's flower basket, "If you don't see Jing Qian, how can you use Zhong Birou?" Jing Qian was so smart, he would definitely think of using Zhong Birou to do his meticulous work in King Ning's Mansion. Moreover, he wants Zhong Birou's mother's family to help him. As long as a man uses some sweet words to a woman, the woman will automatically disarm and surrender, not to mention, Zhong Birou really loves Jing Qian, what can she not do for him. ”

Hong Shao was puzzled, she tilted her head and looked at Mu Xuefu, "If that's the case, won't King Huai increase his chips in the seizure of the throne?" Why did the master help King Huai? ”

Mu Xuefu brushed away the fallen flowers on her body, smiled coldly, her eyes flickered, like the bright stars in the dark night sky radiating light, "When did I say I wanted to help him?" What's in it for me if he strengthens his power? She paused and helped the golden hairpin on her head, "Sometimes you don't have to do it yourself to kill people, it's fun to watch others kill each other." I'm looking forward to the day when they cook beans and burn the beans and kill each other, and I believe that day is not far off. ”

Like a budding hibiscus flower, the ice is bright and jade, brilliant, even in the sea of flowers, it is still dazzling. She smiled widely, and her gaze extended to the man who was walking towards her not far away. The man wears a red gold hairpin, his long hair is fluttering, and his face is like a jade man made of flawless jade, and his body is like a jade tree, and his demeanor is wonderful. Suddenly, she walked out of the peach forest and walked towards the man, unconsciously speeding up her pace.

Jing Rong's eyes flickered, and her eyes burned as she approached, and the pink skirt seemed to be made of peach blossom brocades, which was natural. The corners of his mouth went up, and the smile became thicker, and he stretched out his arms for her to surrender.