Disguised as a man: Watch me create a new dynasty

Linglong walked on the path leading to the flower hall with heavy steps, and every step seemed to be filled with endless thoughts.

The sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves, falling on her body in patches, but it was unable to warm her currently cold heart.

Countless images flashed through her mind like a kaleidoscope, all of which stemmed from recent events.

The moment she was tied to the pillar, those obscene and disgusting faces kept appearing in front of her eyes, but strangely, her first reaction was not that she was going to fall into the nightmare again, but that she was worried that he would dislike her after knowing it.

This "he" is naturally Murong Xuan.

She had to admit that she had been moved without realizing it.

However, she knew, what man in this world would really not care about letting his woman go through such an experience?

Even though it's not the woman's fault.

Linglong sighed lightly, her eyes revealing a hint of helplessness and determination.

She understood that she could not allow this relationship to continue to develop, otherwise she would only fall into deeper pain.

She had to let herself give up completely. Only in this way could she avoid going further and further down this fruitless road and eventually getting stuck in a dead end.

In this life, by guarding His Highness, perhaps I can live a peaceful life.

Finally, the entrance to the flower hall appeared before our eyes.

Linglong took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and her eyes gradually became firm.

She gently pushed the door open, walked into the flower hall, and bowed to Yan Nansheng who was sitting on the throne, saying, "Master, please call me."

Upon hearing this, Yan Nansheng turned his gaze towards Linglong.

After Linglong finished her greeting, she looked up and met Yan Nansheng's gaze.

The moment their eyes met, Yan Nansheng saw the determination in Linglong's eyes.

She sighed inwardly.

Damn Su Zhenzhen!

He actually used such despicable means to completely make Linglong give up the desire to pursue happiness, and she hid back in her own world.

Yan Nansheng's gaze moved slightly and saw Madam Murong and Murong Xuan sitting beside them.

Madam Murong kept her eyes fixed on Linglong, her eyes full of love.

Murong Xuan made no secret of his deep affection for Linglong, and his eyes never left Linglong.

Yan Nansheng felt emotional. She could see that Madam Murong really liked Linglong, but she couldn't make a decision for Linglong.

"Madam Murong, I still have to ask Linglong's opinion in person. If Sister Linglong disagrees, I will not interfere." Yan Nansheng said with a smile.

Madam Murong's heart skipped a beat when she heard this.

Why does it sound like Linglong may not agree?

Is such a good daughter-in-law going to fly? That's not possible...

"Your Highness is right. If Miss Linglong disagrees, we will not force her. After all, this is a marriage, not an enmity. Even if Miss Linglong cannot become my daughter-in-law, I still admire her."

Madam Murong said quickly, "Such a good girl doesn't like my stupid son. It must be because my stupid son is not good enough."

As Mrs. Murong spoke, she glanced at her silly son who was sitting next to her and whose eyes never left Linglong.

Murong Xuan could no longer hear what his mother was saying at this time.

All his attention was on Linglong.

He found that Linglong looked a little pale and even had makeup on her face.

She never wears makeup, and she would never dress up just to see him.

It must be because he wants to cover up something.

For example, the color of your face...

Before he could even ask, Linglong's words made him feel like a bucket of ice water was poured over him, chilling him from head to toe.

"Mrs. Murong, you are too kind. But my only wish in this life is to stay by my master's side and repay him for saving my life."

Linglong's voice was calm and firm, "I'm so sorry, I failed Madam's love."

Murong Xuan suddenly woke up and stood up suddenly, "Why!"

His voice was filled with confusion and pain.

"Linglong, it's not like that. Before, we..." Murong Xuan wanted to explain eagerly.

"What happened before was Linglong's misunderstanding. Linglong didn't mean anything else. She just thought that you were a friend worth making." Linglong interrupted Murong Xuan, "That's all."

After saying that, Linglong bowed and left without waiting for Murong Xuan to speak again.

During this time, Linglong didn't even glance at Murong Xuan.

Murong Xuan wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Mo Qing as soon as he reached the door.

"Mr. Murong, please don't chase me."

Although Mo Qing's tone was calm, it was filled with unquestionable firmness.

Although Murong Xuan is quite outstanding, since Sister Ling disagrees, he can only follow her wishes.

Thinking about my own situation, I can empathize with Sister Linglong's thoughts.

But I am a man, and this world is still too harsh on women.

After Linglong left the flower hall, she hurried back to her room.

She closed the door and leaned against it, finally unable to hold back her tears.

It’s not that she doesn’t like Murong Xuan, on the contrary, her feelings for him have unknowingly penetrated deep into her bones.

However, she couldn't let her feelings drag him down.

She had experienced such things before, and she knew how harsh this world was to women. She didn't want Murong Xuan to suffer criticism and ridicule from others because of her.

Linglong slowly walked to the window, looked at the scenery outside, and felt melancholy in her heart.

She recalled every detail of her acquaintance with Murong Xuan, and those beautiful memories now seemed like sharp blades, piercing her heart.

She knew that from today on, she had to bury this feeling deep in her heart, never think about it again, never miss it again.

Outside the flower hall, Murong Xuan was stopped by Mo Qing, and his heart was filled with resentment and pain.

He didn't understand why Linglong suddenly became so determined.

Were all those beautiful moments between them before fake?

He wanted to catch up and ask for clarification, but Mo Qing's obstruction prevented him from moving forward.

Mrs. Murong felt uncomfortable seeing her son in pain.

She knew her son's feelings for Linglong and she also liked Linglong very much.

But now Linglong has rejected the marriage, and she doesn't know how to comfort her son.

"Xuan'er, don't be sad. Maybe this is just the fate that has not yet arrived." Mrs. Murong said softly.

Murong Xuan didn't say anything, but just silently looked in the direction where Linglong left, his eyes full of loss and despair.

Yan Nansheng asked Yingluo to send the Murong family out. She sat on the couch, leaning against the back of the chair, looking down as if she was thinking about something. The anger in her heart was getting stronger and stronger.

Mo Qing felt the cold pressure around him and knew that his master was angry.