What surprised the emperor was that the ninth son Murong An, who had always been keen on traveling around the country, put forward many unique insights and showed strong interest in the war. The seventh son Murong Xuan made him very unhappy because he was obviously absent-minded and soon found an excuse to leave the hall.

After Rong Yanran and others were driven away by the emperor, they immediately took a breath of fresh air when they arrived at the door. When they were having dinner in Shunde Hall just now, she didn't feel anything about the delicious food. However, the suffocational atmosphere of laughter and joy was cautious and did not dare to let out a breath made her very depressed.

But as soon as they walked out of Shunde Hall, the eyes of the women who looked at her were inquiry and meaningful. These people despise and envious of Rong Yanran. She was just the prime minister's daughter, so why could she sit in that position that symbolized noble status? However, she was afraid of the Seventh Prince and the Ninth Prince, so she intentionally or unintentionally alienated her.

Rong Yanran was also happy to be idle. She was willing to stroll alone in this picturesque imperial garden. The exquisite pavilions, towers, strange stones, lush woods, and flowing water were really masterpieces! Rong Yanran thought, behind a small rockery, separated the lively crowd, bathed in the sunshine falling through the leaves, and stretched out her arms. The corners of her mouth raised slightly upwards, closed her eyes and enjoyed this moment of freedom greedily.

"Miss Six is ​​so leisurely and elegant! It's very comfortable to be alone here." The sudden sound of thought in his ear made Rong Yanran open his eyes immediately, looking at the masked man who appeared in front of him at some point. From the slight scar next to his eyes, he recognized that he was Duan Yi who kidnapped him that day.

Rong Yanran smiled coldly: "You are really everywhere. I already explained it clearly last time. Just as we have never seen it, didn't you tell me to take a walk?"

Duan Yi leaned against the rockery and said leisurely: "I hope I have time to take a walk, but I have been looking for a famous doctor recently to see if you can restore your memory. I really admire you very much. I have repeatedly killed the Seventh Prince, but I didn't expect that he would be so kind to you. If he knew the truth, would he tear you up?"

The sneer at the corner of his mouth was so obvious and his expression was so real. Rong Yanran pointed at herself with her index finger in disbelief: "You said, I want to harm him several times?" In fact, in her heart, she believed it and couldn't explain why, but she knew she had done it.

Duan Yi glanced at her and said sympathetically: "It seems you have really forgotten. I wonder what expression you would have when you remembered?..." Before he finished speaking, his face suddenly stern and he jumped into the bamboo forest in front of him very quickly.

"Am I so bad before?" Rong Yanran murmured to herself, still shocked. The tall-shaped seventh prince Murong Xuan appeared in front of her, with a snow-white robe and a black jade hanging around her waist, handsome and aggressive.

He asked with a smile: "Yan'er, what are you doing here alone?" He listened to their conversation without saying that he would not mind, that would be impossible, but what he minded more was how could she know that person? Could it be that her memory has revived?

Rong Yanran looked at this smiling face, which was as turbulent as the spring breeze, and her guilt in her heart surged and rose higher and higher. She said blankly: "The folk girl is just walking around." She just wanted to leave at this moment. Although she was not the Rong Yanran she used to be, her gentleness at the moment would only make her feel even more ashamed.

Murong Xuan took the expression on her face and grabbed her hand. He could forgive everything she did in the past, but he would never tolerate her leaving again: "Where are you going? Don't forget that you promised me to stay by my side for ten years!"

"I didn't agree to you! Besides, even if I agree, I will return now." Rong Yanran lost her mind at this moment and just wanted to stay away from him and stand in a place where he couldn't see her. She was afraid of facing the grudges and entanglements between him and this body, and was afraid of losing herself.

Murong Xuan's eyes gradually burned with flames of anger. How could she do this? How could she do this? Because she had hurt him, wouldn't she give him any chance to connect to him?

Rong Yanran's wrist was so painful that she was clenched, but she gritted her teeth and said nothing, and her eyes were so red that they almost burst into tears. But she didn't dare to look up, afraid of touching those affectionate eyes that were invisible. Murong Xuan held up her chin with his other hand and forced her to look at her. When he saw the tears rolling in her eyes, he realized that he had clenched her wrists red. He hurriedly let go of his hand, and was afraid that she would run away, so he hugged her gently. "Yan'er, I'm that bad? I'm so annoying, I won't give me a chance?" There was too much helplessness and desolation in his voice.

Rong Yanran's body shivered slightly, and she endured her tears for a long time and rolled down on Murong Xuan's shoulder: "Seventh Master, no, it's me that's not good. I can't deserve you, I'm not worthy of you."

Murong Xuan said with a sigh: "Is it worth it? My heart knows. Ten years ago, I saw you for the first time. You are still a simple and cute child..." He wanted to relive their childhood joy so that she would not be overwhelmed by guilt.

However, Rong Yanran suddenly pushed him away fiercely, without any desire to listen to him, because those had nothing to do with her. "No, you don't know!" I don't know how he had hurt him, and I don't know that the person standing in front of me was not the person he loved at all.

Murong Xuan locked her back in his arms regardless of the care, letting her struggle in his arms. He whispered softly: "Yan'er, I'm not that stupid. I know everything about you and my badness, and I remember it. But my heart still loves you. What can I do? As long as you are with me, even if you die for you, I will be willing. If you really feel guilty towards me because of the past, then come to me and treat it as compensation or opportunity, or be with me?"

He said so beautifully, Rong Yanran's tears fell like rain, and her fist hit even harder: "No! No! Let me go! The person you love is not me! I can't afford such love either!"

At this moment, after discussing the national affairs, the emperor, who was in a good mood, took his outstanding sons to wander around the Imperial Garden with great enthusiasm, and saw the scene of Rong Yanran and Murong Xuan together from afar. In their eyes, the Seventh Prince wanted to use force to Rong Yanran. Murong An, who was following the emperor, immediately looked like Bingshuang and ran over before the emperor could speak. The emperor's face darkened and ordered the other sons and the women still in the garden to leave.

Murong An ran to the two of them, and after two moves with Murong Xuan, sternly saying, "Father asked you to come over." Murong Xuan was willing to stop and carefully held Rong Yanran's hand. Murong An looked at her with a heartache. He walked to the emperor and knelt down in unison.
Chapter completed!