The black-bellied prince is all over the city

"Of course not. But my sister still wants to call me Qingcheng. After all, this is the name you gave me, and I want to keep using it. Feiye is dead." Qingcheng said politely, her tone was not cold at all. Change.The familiar person suddenly changed into a different person, and no one would be at a loss.

Even if Ziyun had always been prepared, it was inevitable that he would be frightened by such a big change.

"Qingcheng..." She took two steps towards Qingcheng, forcing him to put down his sword. "So you still plan to keep it from me and not tell me why you wanted to kill King Ye?"

"Although Sister Ziyun already knows enough secrets, Qingcheng still feels that the less she knows about some things, the better." She turned back to that soft person in an instant, and smiled charmingly.Put the sword back into the body of the piano, pick it up and leave.

"Then why should I keep you here?"

"Qingcheng knows all the secrets my sister knows."

It was the first time in Ziyun's life that he knew he was being tricked and could laugh.She is indeed too kind to Qingcheng. "Then you have to be careful. Ye Wang came out of the Shura Field of Lengyue Palace, you know where it is."

Even Ziyun knew that Yunguo Palace was really too closed.

Qingcheng returned to Luoyan Pavilion and had no intention of leaving.No more performances.

He didn't show his true nature when he was sent away by himself, and when he came back after a few days in the general's mansion, he couldn't wait to admit his previous identity and present purpose.Something must have happened in the general's mansion, otherwise why was he suddenly so anxious to complete his task quickly.

What about putting King Ye to death?

I am most afraid that the word love will make him hurt himself in the end.

Murong Xiye was in the study, the room should be warm with the fire lit, but it became a bit cold because he opened the window to let the moonlight shine in.His fingers were so stiff that it was difficult to turn the pages of the book.He rarely needs to be served, not that he doesn't know how to enjoy it.His childhood experience taught him that he is the safest when he is alone.

He can't trust anyone.

"tick".Probably the snow on the corner of the eaves has melted and dripped down.But how could the snow melt in such weather?He felt a little strange, and just pushed the door open, a cloud of snow was thrown on his face.He wiped it clean, and the killing intent floated away.

"My lord's skill is nothing more than that~" Qingcheng is the only person who dares to sit on the eaves of the lord's mansion in the middle of the night in a red dress, right?

Murong Xiye was quite flattered, "Why are you so free today and came to my palace?"

"I just want to find a good place to watch the moon. My lord's place is very quiet." Everyone knows that there are not many people around King Ye. Emperor Jinyun bestowed such a large mansion, only about [-] people lived there, and it was deserted.

"When you watch the moon, you watch the moon. Why do you want to disturb this king? Do you know that this king can punish you?" Murong Xiye saw a few pearls shining on the ground, and that was the source of the voice.

"You are a prince, so you can easily deal with us ordinary people." Qingcheng raised his eyebrows, and Murong Xiye felt that he could no longer stand here properly.He stepped down a little, and rushed to Qingcheng's side, trying to drag him down, but Qingcheng had quick eyes and quick hands, and grabbed his arm first.

He hadn't settled down yet, and his center of gravity was unsteady with Qingcheng pulling him down.Put Qingcheng under his body.

Qingcheng was also surprised, probably because he didn't expect Murong Xiye to be dragged here by him.Now the unlucky one is himself. "Uh... my lord, can you move away a little..."

"If you miss me, just tell me, what about admiring the moon. You don't know how old-fashioned the trick of playing hard to get is...it made me wait so hard." Murong Xiye squinted at him, in the attitude of a hunter again .

"My lord, you are very heavy. If you put it on me like this, my waist will break." Qingcheng gave him a disgusted look, and was about to push him, when Murong Xiye clasped his hands together and clasped him with his backhand. overhead.

"I just said that I will let this king dispose of me, how can I go back on my word. Besides, you have come here, and I am embarrassed to let you go back if I don't treat you well." Lips fell on Qingcheng's neck, kissing her chin inch by inch.The people under him were still writhing and struggling, Murong Xiye raised his eyes to look into Qingcheng's eyes, as expected, there would never be a trace of ripple in those eyes.No matter what the circumstances.

"Aren't you afraid that I will bite you?"

"This king knows you are reluctant." He smiled, moved his lips to the edge of the cherry lips, licked the lips with the tip of his tongue, felt Qingcheng's slight tremor, and then he covered his lips.

The clasped hands had been released at some point, Qingcheng couldn't help facing Murong Xiye, clasped his hands on his shoulders, deepened the kiss, opened the white teeth lightly, and put in the opponent's attacking tongue.The air was clearly cold, but facing him it was extremely hot, and it felt like the roof tiles behind him were about to be melted by his own heat.

There was a blushing panting sound between the lips and teeth, and Murong Xiye's hands were about to tear Qingcheng's red dress to pieces.

"My lord..." Hearing the two words that Qingcheng struggled to utter, he frowned and loosened his tangled tongue.

"Isn't it inappropriate to still call me the prince?"

"Mu...Xi Ye...Xi Ye..." His fingers caressed the other's face, the silver moonlight reflected his star eyes, and his own face was reflected in his eyes.

"Qingcheng, although I don't understand why you changed so quickly. But this king never cares so much, and doesn't eat what is brought to his mouth. I'm so sorry for myself, isn't it?" Murong Xiye put his arms around his waist Picking him up, Qingcheng leaned on his chest obediently, with her head resting on his chin.Putting his fingers on his heart, his fine clothes were wrinkled, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

Murong Xiye led him past the study and headed for the bedroom.

"Qingcheng doesn't know if the lord understands Qingcheng's mind." Landing firmly on the door, Xi Ye didn't put down Qingcheng, but directly kicked the door open.The sudden question from the person in his arms made him smile charmingly.

"How do I understand? I have always been in the light and you in the dark. I can't see through you, and of course, you can't see through me either. In this way, there is fairness between us. Since everything is fair, why bother?" ?" Carrying him in, he closed the door with his foot.

"So the lord's liking for Qingcheng is all fake?" Qingcheng broke away from the other party's embrace, stood on the ground, full of disappointment in his words, turned around and left Murong Xiye a back view.

"Do you care if it's true or false?" He stuck it up, pulling Qingcheng's coat restlessly with both hands.

"No." He turned around and met Murong Xiye's lips.