The black-bellied prince is all over the city

"You are lying!"

Feng Ren spoke affectionately and eloquently all the way, but in the end he only got such a comment from Qing Cheng, he picked up the wine glass rather helplessly, "You must be wondering why I don't forget, because after you left Murong Xiye, You have never brewed this kind of wine again. I just swayed in the kitchen of Prince Ye's mansion."

"You're lying!" Qingcheng seems to be still obsessed with the "story" in Feng Ren's mouth, isn't that a story at all?He was the proton, Fei Ye was the one who exchanged identities with him, and the prince was naturally Murong Xiye.If the direction of the story is really what Fengren said, then aren't he and Murong Xiye both pawns used by Feiye?Isn't that Feiye just,

The son of Prime Minister Ye Linyuan. "Fei'er." Fei'er who the master kept shouting at the beginning!Qingcheng only thought that she heard it wrong, didn't she ever think that everything had already been foreshadowed at that time?At that time, he should have realized Feiye's true identity.It's a pity... I only cared about his death, and didn't think about other things at all.

No no no...wait...how come?How could Feiye lie to him?Feiye originally wanted to go to the fief with himself to live a good life, if it wasn't for the sudden demand for a proton... the imperial decree came not long after Feiye went out.He never thought that he at that time would still be the candidate in his father's mind.But, is it really Feiye who is acting as a hindrance?

Qingcheng's mind was in a mess, he tried hard to get all his thoughts clear, but he found that he couldn't do it at all, he just stared blankly at the candlelight, the light of the fire made the strong purple in his eyes extra alluring.In fact, he already believed it.Oh, it's ridiculous, it's a fact that he can't accept no matter what, he just believes it.

He suddenly understood Murong Xiye's mood at that time. From his own words, even though he was already poisoned, he still guessed Feiye's identity. His tears were not because of pain or reluctance, but because of regret , Regretting that he had listened to Feiye's words and killed his father.

I have been sad for him for so many years, and even planned carefully, trying to get back what I lost.But... he knew the truth, why did he still lie to himself?Qingcheng felt a strange force running through his veins, making him a little breathless in pain.His eyes seemed to be burned, and he could only see a little bit of fire.Hot tears slid from the corners of his eyes to his face, all the way down to his lips.

His whole face was contorted, looking extremely painful.It feels like the beautiful face is destroyed in an instant.It only took a few moments for Xi Ye to accept this fact, because he didn't have much time.But Qingcheng didn't know how long he could live, and whether he would be immersed in such memories for the rest of the day.

He thinks that the person who treats him best in the world... But Feiye is indeed the person who treats him best in the world, otherwise he would still be a prince who is always bullied in the deep palace, and even his own sister can be in front of him He was arrogant, and he was also charged with killing his mother and concubine.Thinking about it this way, in fact, if Feiye hadn't appeared, he would still be Proton's No. 1 pick.

In fact, fate is not so unfair.It was he himself who was willing to use the years he spent with Feiye in exchange for the current desolation.He has nothing to say.But he still couldn't forgive himself, just like Murong Xiye couldn't forgive himself for waiting back then.

"It's too late to tell your story." Curled up on the bed in pain, Qing Cheng, whose forehead and palms were covered with sweat, forced a smile.

Too late.

"How could it be?" Feng Ren was still drinking wine, sitting on the sidelines silently admiring Qing Cheng's painful appearance, "This is what I need. Do you feel the frost falling into your blood? Your pain The deeper it is, the faster Frostfall will fuse. Finally, we can start to verify the rumor of Chanyu."

Qingcheng bit her lips to bleed, her purple eyes were filled with tears, and sweat dripped down her forehead.Suddenly, he laughed heavily, his voice amplified a little bit.Until he screamed with all his strength.He finally understood how Murong Xiye felt when he saw Lian Xiruo in the dungeon that day.That was the person who ruined his life, but he couldn't kill him.

A strange laughter suddenly came from the quiet Ruyu Pavilion, which scared everyone in the palace.Now, even without the emperor's order, few people would dare to leave in that place.

Qingcheng's wrist was wrapped with gauze, and his eyes were completely covered in purple, like a deep pool of water, but it was dead silent without any waves.If he hadn't blinked, I would have thought you were dead if Feng Ren said so.

He is indeed dead.He couldn't even feel that he was alive.If he didn't even have the mood to commit suicide, he would have really died here long ago.Every three days, the wind blade would come to feed him something to keep him alive, and at the same time cut his wrist to take his blood out.

When he was in a better mood, Qingcheng would still joke with him, "I'm still waiting for the day when Chanyu recovers."

Windblade never gave him any answer.

It was getting dark.Qingcheng still didn't have any pajamas. He listened carefully to the movement outside. Of course, the hidden guards were always on guard day and night, which made him feel very touched.Suddenly there was a cool breeze blowing on his face.There are so many candles in Ruyu Pavilion, so it is natural to need ventilation.But Murong Fenglin didn't open the window in his room, but just opened the skylight outside.So when he felt the wind, Qingcheng looked at it meaningfully.A white figure came in through the window.

"It seems that you are doing well. There are so many people protecting you, and it took me a lot of effort to get in." The man in white moved softly to his side and said to him in a low voice.Judging by the attire, it is true that they are from Lengyue Palace.But Qingcheng is not familiar with this voice, and he is still wearing a mask, so it is even more difficult to see his face clearly.

"People in Lengyue Palace never wear masks, right?" Qingcheng didn't have the heart to pay attention to him at all, she just glanced at him lightly, and was about to look away, but was deeply attracted by those eyes.He must have seen these eyes somewhere, otherwise he wouldn't feel so familiar.

"The palace lord said that my face is ugly enough to kill people. So I wear a mask when I go out on weekdays so as not to scare others." How could the beautiful outline outlined by the silver mask belong to an ugly person?Could it be that he was injured in the Shura field?

"So, you will come out of the Asura field, it all depends on your face?"

"I'm not here to talk nonsense with you. I don't have much time, so I just ask you a word, do you want to come with me?"

With such a familiar feeling, Qingcheng didn't know where to start. He looked at that person carefully, as if he wanted to see through his mask.There was once such a person who stood in front of him and asked him with a joking expression, "You really don't want to go with me?"

He stared blankly, not knowing how to answer.

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