The black-bellied prince is all over the city

Qingcheng's face was slightly burned by Murong Xiye's words, she bit her lip and looked at the busy person who didn't cast any strange glances.

"However, speaking of it, what exactly did the master tell you to make your face so ugly?"

He didn't give up on this question at all, it was rare for Qingcheng to take the initiative to look at him with those unwavering eyes, and asked, "Do you really want to know?"

Murong Xiye's heart suddenly turned cold, the implication was actually "it's better not to know", right?It is not surprising that the master will know the origin of himself and Qingcheng, but there is no need for her to intervene in this matter, and this is not within the scope of the master. "If I wanted to know, would you tell me?"

"No. We won't be able to face each other like this soon, can we? It's always good to leave something behind." Qingcheng raised his eyebrows, and in Murong Xiye's view, it was a provocation to himself .The master couldn't make a move, and even the level of Qingcheng couldn't pass.Now, is everyone going to stand against him?

"Forget it. I'll know sooner or later. My greatest advantage is waiting. Even if you won't wait for me, I——will wait for you." After all, I said it out, but I still couldn't let it go.In this case, what would it be like to hear it in Qingcheng's ears?He didn't know, he never knew.If there is a way to clarify the other party's feelings, how can he still be trembling and fearful until now.

Qingcheng didn't know how to respond for a moment, he had been doubting Murong Xiye's intentions all the time, however, he knew that he was looking at this person in front of him with hatred and prejudice, so he didn't dare to show any affection.He is well aware of the consequences of doing so.Yun Che, Yin Yunche, why on earth did you die at the hands of this person?How deep is that pool to bind your soul?

Qingcheng gritted her teeth, but didn't allow herself to utter a word.

In the noisy backyard, both of them suddenly fell silent.It is currently the twelfth lunar month, and between the first month and the first month, there will be many good days and auspicious days.According to Yang Qiyue's temperament, I'm afraid it's better to hit the sun than to choose a date, and to complete the marriage very early.Murong Xiye wished that Xiguo would suddenly send troops now, forcing the members of the Yang family to march.

That can only be a temporary solution.

"Will you come?"

Asked the same question again.Murong Xiye still hasn't forgotten the disaster he caused when he went to the general's mansion last time.It made him have to show his own strength, which really made the other party afraid, and they didn't dare to attack him easily. "Of course, it depends on the king's mood. I don't want to die in that kind of place, and I don't want to face Murong Fenglin and Yang Yi. It's rare to be quiet in this world."

Rarely quiet.Aren't all the troubles self-inflicted?

"Don't speak ill of me in your heart, Qingcheng. Don't think that if I can't see through your eyes, I won't be able to see through your heart. Even if I really can't figure it out, I can still know some of your little thoughts." Murong Xiye seemed to be habitually pinching his chin, smiling between his brows, "I don't allow you to marry anyone, but I can't force myself to face two people I hate, all in all|..."

"You are more important than me." Qingcheng finished speaking lightly, broke free from his restraints, and went back to the wine making table.The light snow that just fell fell into Buwang little by little like dust, so small that it couldn't cause ripples in such a small pool.

He pulled the cloth and rope aside to seal the wine, and moved the stone slab with some difficulty, trying to cover it.Murong Xiye came over, pushed lightly with one hand, and the stone slab obediently slid over. "I really can't bear to give Yang Qiyue such a weak body."

"..." Only then did Qingcheng realize that he was trapped by the stone platform, and the people in Luoyan Pavilion had already turned a blind eye to the two of them.Murong Xiye definitely knew that Luoyan Pavilion was the most chaotic place in the imperial capital, where all kinds of people mixed in.Naturally, there are many dignitaries who came in disguise.

On the one hand, he said that he had no way to stop Qingcheng from marrying Yang Qiyue, on the other hand, he showed his love for Qingcheng so openly for everyone to see.He showed that he wanted to win in his own way——

The rumors are already there, and a little expansion is not too much.Moreover, it has not yet been demonstrated who is robbing whom!

"Xi Ye..." A soft call with a slight panting sound actually made the man with a smirk on the corner of his lips lose his mind.He couldn't help but cling to the other person's back with his hand, leaned forward, and almost kissed him in the public.

Fortunately, he restrained himself.He just wanted Qingcheng to "look" as his, not to act as if Qingcheng was his own.The latter is obviously too much trouble.His intention was that Yang Qiyue would cancel the marriage because of jealousy, and he didn't want to stir up any additional disputes.Originally, what he was most afraid of was accidents.Qingcheng's appearance had distracted him enough.

"My king is going back today." Although it is not clear what the purpose of Qingcheng's low call was.However, his own goal has obviously been achieved.He was only waiting for tomorrow, and those not-so-bright rumors spread in every corner of the imperial capital.

"Murong Xiye. I still say the same thing, I won't wait for you. Even if you think you can wait for me. At that time, you won't know, it's not me that you waited for." Purple eyes have appeared, Murong Xi Ye, I won't wait for you any longer.Because I've waited long enough.

It's too long, if you wait a little longer, I'm afraid I'll fall in love with you, I'm afraid I'll forget my original intention.

That is...absolutely not allowed!