The corners of Murong Zhi's mouth twitched, looking at him like an alien! She asked him to find someone else, and when he was here, it became her invitation to him? Is this a joke? She said speechlessly: "Is there such a divine logic? You're a day~ dog, right? ”

Nangong raised his eyebrows proudly, and said very unceremoniously: "If the princess thinks that she is a dog, this king doesn't mind very much!" ”

"Peat!" She knew that this person's mouth was prone to intermittent seizures, but she didn't expect to be able to be so cheap!

He laughed, and when he said this, he had expected such a reaction from her. After laughing for a long time, he spoke: "Murong Zhi, this king's question, you don't seem to have given an answer yet!" ”

"What answer do you think I'll give? In fact, you should have known my answer a long time ago, didn't you? Because you know me well enough, and even in a certain way, your understanding of me has surpassed my own understanding of myself! Murong Zhi said, tugging at her lips slightly.

She naturally knew that what he wanted to ask was the answer to him giving up the throne, or even the current position of the war king, and flying away with her.

He also tugged at his lips, as if helpless: "Indeed, this king knows your answer." But Murong Zhi, this answer is that this king would rather not know! If you give such an answer, do you know that it will lead us into a dead end......"

The last sentence is a question, but with a sigh. Her persistence and stubbornness are what makes him helpless, but it is also what he appreciates.

She refused to say yes, because in the end, no matter what the outcome was, she would feel that it was wrong to choose to let him give up this qiē today. However, she didn't agree, he was bound by this identity after all, she would never open her heart for him, and they would never have an answer.

"Maybe it's fate!" Murong Zhi smiled, if it was destined to be a dead end, it would be fate that would not allow it. Fate has caused her to go through so many tiring things, and she no longer wants to be involved in any complicated conspiracies and intrigues, or even the struggle for imperial power. Fate determines her character, and it is impossible to selfishly ask him to let go of a qiē for himself. And fate also destined his identity, making them like two lines.

It was two straight lines, slowly meeting at the intersection of life. And then crossover! After the meeting, they separated again, and then the line was stretched longer and longer, and the distance between them, also became farther and farther.

"Murong Zhi, will you be the one who succumbs to fate?" He asked lightly, his voice still cold, but a little hot. After asking this sentence, he didn't wait for her to answer, and said to himself, "A qiē in this world, anything in life." This king has never succumbed to fate, not before, and never will! Therefore, even if between you and me, fate is destined and will be wrong, this king will also reverse this qiē, never close his eyes and give in, waiting for fate to come! ”

She was stunned for a moment, feeling that what he meant meant meant that he might make some moves next. But what she did, she was completely nowhere to be found.

Don't give in to fate? Just right. She's not someone who will give in to fate!

She looked up and stretched out her hand! Hook his neck and pull him closer. The two are so close that the tips of their noses are about to touch! She raised her eyebrows and said, "It's good, I'm not one who will give in to fate." In that case, try to get close to each other! ”