The black-bellied prince is all over the city

The heat between the lips and teeth burned the two of them again, absorbing everything from each other.The moonlight reflected the two intertwined figures on the window lattice. Murong Xiye pushed Qingcheng down on the bed. Half of his red clothes had been peeled off, revealing a large piece of fair skin. I am no longer afraid that it will overthrow my city."

Having said that, he bent down.

The scenery is beautiful and lingering all night.

Fortunately, no one dared to disturb Murong Xiye's peaceful sleep, so the two of them didn't wake up slowly until the sun was high.When Xi Ye opened his eyes, he found that Qingcheng was sizing him up. He smiled, lowered his head and wanted to kiss the person in his arms.The man in his arms turned his face in disgust.

"If you missed today's morning court, Emperor Jinyun won't blame you?"

"Beauty is by my side, who has the heart to take care of the early court. It's good for him to live in the palace by himself. He bothers me every day and goes out at night, just to listen to him chatting with a few ministers." Murong Xiye texted Yawn, get up and get dressed.Sitting on the edge of the bed, he raised Qingcheng's chin with his fingers, "Why, I was too tired last night and couldn't get up?"

Qingcheng slapped Murong Xiye's hand away, grabbed his skirt and pulled him in front of her, and pressed his lips to his ear, "Don't think too much, Murong Xiye."

"You are so courageous, you dare to call me by my name. Do you believe that I will punish you again?" Holding Qingcheng's hand that was holding his lapel, his eyes were full of fierce flames.

"If I don't go back, Sister Ziyun will be angry again. What if she sends me back to Cangzhou again?" He also got up and dressed, the red dress he wore last night was already crumpled.

"Cangzhou? Are you the one who plays the piano in Mingyan Pavilion? I remember hearing the title of 'the first violinist'. When I passed by, I was still thinking, why is the violin skill so poor? No. But when I see your face, I understand. Sigh~ If your piano skills are better, maybe we have already met when you were in Cangzhou. I missed you for so many years."

Missed so many years in vain.These words echoed in Qingcheng's ears many times, he opened the window, the wind and snow entered the room, and the previous warmth was taken away little by little. "Speaking of which, is the prince really coveting that position?"

"Of course." He said bluntly.Since he was a child, he thought that one day he could sit in that position, and someone once made him change his mind.But when that person left, his heart finally died.

"You know I'm going to be your bond."

"I'm not afraid."

"I'm afraid."

Those words are still in my ears, but some people rarely see them in their dreams.

When she lost her mind, Qingcheng had already left.The open window poured in wind and snow, blowing on his face.His eyes were full of unawakened confusion.His heart has many doubts about Qingcheng, and his lips have already been captured by the other party's lips.

Can't ask anything.

Since they each have their own secrets, it's best not to ask.He was afraid that once everything was exposed, he would lose Qingcheng forever.

Whoever he is.

Qingcheng felt that her decision was too hasty, and the sudden change of attitude would definitely make Murong Xiye suspicious.Fortunately, he said that they are fair and there is no need to care too much.

And Ziyun has let go now, and no longer wants to meddle in his affairs.Even if he was used by him, this was the problem she thought of from the beginning.She knew very well that if Qingcheng wanted to kill King Ye, the subsequent relationship must be serious.I'm afraid she can't interfere if she wants to.In addition, Qingcheng's revealing nature surprised her a lot, and she didn't want to pay attention to it.

"As long as you can get rid of my relationship with Luoyan Pavilion in the future, I won't care about what you do. Now you live here for free, don't you feel sorry?"

"Sister Ziyun wholeheartedly supports Qingcheng, I should be grateful. It's just that I've done enough publicity scenes, and I won't go to play the piano again. Why don't sister let Qingcheng make wine for you? Now that you know that I'm from the nameless tavern , Presumably my sister is also missing the bar there?"

Use a new way to survive, use a new strategy to get close to Murong Xiye.He has been reborn twice.The first time was to live a safe and happy life, but he didn't listen to Yun Che's words well and left Yun Country, so peace and joy were just the beauty that Yun Che conceived for him, and he never really got close to it for a moment.

The second time was to kill Murong Xiye.He took away Yun Che, the person Qingcheng cherished most in his life, the person he had been waiting day after day with hope in his arms, the person he was most afraid of dreaming of.

The previous method was no longer suitable, he would actually hope that that person would fall in love with him, so that he could gain his trust and wait for an opportunity to take revenge.As Murong Xiye said, they both hid secrets from each other, and he thought they were just using each other.Qingcheng wanted to use him to climb to a high position, and he wanted to use Qingcheng to win over Ziyun.

Then it's better to continue according to what he thought.

A night of lingering love is just a need for a playful occasion.He wasn't tempted, he didn't covet the warmth in Murong Xiye's arms.Every time he pronounced the other party's name, there should be nothing but hatred.

It has just snowed, and the fresh snow water is perfect for making wine.Qingcheng changed into coarse cloth clothes, her long hair was tied up in a ball and tied up with coarse cloth strips, she went to the kitchen to find a few bamboo tubes and put them in the basket, and smeared some dust on her fair cheeks.Putting the backpack on his back, he went out the door with his head down.

People who didn't pay attention really thought he was just a boy in the kitchen.

Just like the first year of learning how to make wine with the master, he did the same to avoid being recognized by others.Later, I no longer paid attention to the sun, wind and rain, and my skin gradually became weathered, so I don't have to worry about it anymore.

The only worry is that Yun Che will not recognize him in the future, or laugh at him.

Later, no more.

When passing by the long street, Qingcheng couldn't help but look inside.Five years and five years, ten years passed in a blink of an eye.There is only one person left in the world to walk alone.Even memories are too cold to touch.

After about half an hour, Qingcheng arrived at Minglin Mountain.The mountain scenery is much more monotonous in winter, and the only thing that catches the eye is the bare woods and the boundless white.The snow storage pit dug by myself many years ago is still there today. Looking from a distance, there is a large mass of white snow in it.

Qingcheng took a step closer and took a closer look, where there was fresh snow in the pit, it was clearly a snow-white cat lying there.Seeing him coming, he didn't run away, but raised his head to look at him.The blue eyes flashed with a supernatural color.There was no snow in the pit, and it was clean except for the cat.

He stretched out his hand, the cat's head was tilted, and the blue eyes looked at the thin callused fingertips, and raised a front paw and put it on it.

"Feiye. Can I call you Feiye?"

The cat's paw scratched his palm, agreeing.