After being rejected, he emptied the mansion and went into exile

Zhao Chengyun watched the maids coming in and out to pack up Murong Wenjing's things, and he leisurely ate the food and wine with his chopsticks.

Although he had just promised Murong Wenjing that he would no longer pay attention to the eldest prince, this did not mean that he had to completely trust Murong Wenjing.

But now...

He needs to recharge his batteries.

Moreover, he always felt that if Murong Wenjing relied on herself alone, it would be difficult for her to ascend the throne.

After all, Murong Wenjing's biological mother had passed away long ago. I heard in the early years that Murong Wenjing had a very good relationship with the little prince of the Qiang tribe.

But since he came to the Qiang tribe, he has not seen Murong Wenjing and the little prince of the Qiang tribe.

However, according to the information he had received previously, among the elders of the royal family, it seemed that only the Third Prince was helping these younger generations.

Especially this princess.

Rumor has it that the Third Prince treats the eldest princess as his own child because he has no children. People also praise the Third Prince for his loyalty.

Not to mention the Third Prince's people, he had never seen Murong Wenjing mention them once.

Thinking of this, Zhao Chengyun was suddenly stunned.

wrong……

Since Murong Wenjing is very smart, does that mean that when he first came to her, Murong Wenjing had already decided to use him?

use?

Not all.

At most, the two of them are using each other.

There must be other people behind Murong Wenjing, otherwise, it would be a huge game for a woman like her to play.

He couldn't help but feel a little chill.

If this is true, then Murong Wenjing cannot help but be admired.

at the same time……

It also feels dangerous.

"Mr. Zhao..."

"who are you?"

"The princess asked me to ask you if you need any service."

Zhao Chengyun's face turned cold, "No need, everyone get out."

……

At this time, Murong Wenjing was sitting at her desk, staring at the chess game on the desk.

If you look closely, this is not a simple chess game.

The names of the three people, the Third Prince, the Fifth Prince, and Murong Wenxi, were written on the chess pieces.

Usually, Murong Wenjing is the only one here.

This was also her first time sleeping in the study.

The study contains all her secrets.

There are the paintings she drew, the books she wrote, and the clothes of mine that she cut up whenever she couldn't control her mood.

Those clothes all belong to that dog prince.

Murong Wenjing closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

She has survived all these years.

Murong Wenxi is very fast now.

She didn't need to do anything at all, because the news that the eldest prince had abandoned the army and fled had already spread.

She believed that without her doing anything, those people in the court would force the eldest prince to hand over the power to govern the country.

As for who will be given the power after it is handed over...

At least that dog prince will definitely fight for it secretly.

"Princess……"

Rong'er's voice came from outside the window, her voice filled with anxiety.

It's already late at night, Rong'er won't disturb her unless it's urgent.

Besides, she once said that as long as she was in the study, don't disturb her.

Murong Wenjing kicked the torn clothes on the ground aside and opened the door.

She looked at Rong'er and saw that her face was full of anxiety.

"What's wrong, Rong'er?"

"Princess……"

Rong'er spoke hesitantly.

Murong Wenjing thought that Zhao Chengyun was causing trouble again, and she was a little angry.

Did she overestimate Zhao Chengyun?

Is he really so ungrateful?

Murong Wenjing: "Is that Zhao Chengyun causing trouble? He can't stop for a moment. Take me there."

Rong'er waved her hands quickly.

"No, Princess, it's not him."

not him?

What else could it be if not him?

Rong'er looked at Murong Wenjing and remembered the words coming from the front yard. She was filled with worry.

"Princess, the person who delivered the message from the front yard is now outside the door."

That person?

Murong Wenjing was stunned for only a moment, and then her hands and feet began to feel cold.

He never came here to find him.

Usually, he would send someone to deliver a letter and let her go to his house in a sedan chair.

This time he actually came to her house openly?

reality……

She was mainly monitored by his people, but there were also other people watching her.

As for why he suddenly came here?

Is it because of Zhao Chengyun?

She shook her head.

In the eyes of the Third Prince, Zhao Chengyun was not considered to be such an important person.

"Go and answer the call. I'm going to rest now."

Although Rong'er didn't want Murong Wenjing to go out, she knew that even if the princess refused now, she would have to go to that person's house the day after tomorrow if not tomorrow.

Although she didn't know why the princess clearly hated the Third Prince, she still continued to deal with him.

She often wondered if the Third Prince had something on the princess.

But the princess did not say these things.

But every time the princess went to the Third Prince's mansion, she would lock herself in the room after returning.

Ever since the princess's mother passed away, she seemed like a different person.

She also often felt that she might be overthinking.

After all, the princess only thinks about the throne.

Perhaps dealing with the Third Prince would be more beneficial to the princess's ambitions.

But her intuition told her that the Third Prince was not as kind as the rumors said.

Perhaps beneath his charitable facade, he is a demon.

Murong Wenjing had no idea what Rong'er was thinking.

But she knew she didn't want to go out tonight.

She didn't want to see the man who made her sick.

Besides, Zhao Chengyun is here, and she just convinced Zhao Chengyun to help her in the future.

She wouldn't go out anyway.

As for seeing him later...

Murong Wenjing forced herself to calm down.

She can handle meeting the Third Prince again.

Rong'er didn't dare to delay any longer and passed the message to the front yard.

A sedan was parked outside the front gate.

The sedan chair was not fancy, and its color almost blended in with the night.

But others can tell at a glance that the person who can ride in this big sedan must be either rich or noble.

But it's late at night.

The West Street of Jinmao City happened to be a place with few people. There was only this sedan chair and its bearer on the entire street.

The door of the princess's mansion opened, looking very heavy and strange in the middle of the night.

The person in the sedan chair opened his eyes and looked towards the gate of the princess's mansion.

Someone ran over from a distance.

"Your Majesty..."

The person in the sedan chair was the third prince of the Qiang ethnic group.

"explain."

"The princess said she wasn't feeling well... so... let's go back and wait..."

Even if the attendants were standing outside the sedan chair, they could feel the prince's frighteningly cold face in the sedan chair.

"haha okay."

He didn't believe she wouldn't come to see him.

Unless Murong Wenjing doesn't want to see that person.

What a naughty little goblin.

"Go back."

"Yes."

……

Shen Jinyao and others who were not far away were unaware of what was happening among the Qiang people.

They had just finished listening to Murong Wenyi talk about the Qiang princess.

"Wen Yi, do you mean that the eldest princess is very strange?"

"Um…… "