Murong Xuan's narrow and long Danfeng eyes were majestic and angry at this moment. He threw the bowl on the wall hard, looked at her sweaty face and said, "If you want to die, I'm too lazy to spend time to hold a funeral for you when Luo Zitian comes back." After that, he walked out without looking back. Only the remaining bowls were left in the room, and his anger was full of anger.

Miao Yuqing, who was still secretly excited just now, looked at the direction where Murong Xuan left, and her heart was as if she was shattered. She thought he was coming so quickly because she cared about her and still had feelings for her, but what he said made her feel so disappointed.

Miao Yuqing asked herself: Are you so unbearable? Are you so humble and willing to live in his disgusting gaze?

In the blurred tears, the answer came to her heart, and she made a decision quietly. She wanted to leave and never imprison herself in this long and dignified royal palace. She wanted to go back to the Miaojia Village where she grew up, go to her mother's grave to cry for her grave, and slowly forget Brother Xuan, who made her fall in love with her at first sight.

Murong Xuan slammed the door and left, Lu Huoqing followed him tightly, completely ignoring how angry he was at this moment, which made people frightened.

Murong Xuan walked to the open space where he practiced martial arts, swung his sword and danced in the air, and the flying leaves fell down. Lu Huoqing watched quietly.

Murong Xuan felt extremely angry and felt even more wronged. He seemed to have a bright life and had everything that the world envied, including wealth, status, and appearance. But who knew that the woman he had loved for nearly ten years could not live happily with him. In the past, because she didn't love him; now he finally got her look back, but there were so many things that bound him and blocked him.

He asked himself, he was worthy of God and morality, and did not murder his brother's father because of power, why could he not get his own love? Why should he be firmly stuck by Miao Yuqing's side because of kindness? If Luo Ziheng had not died because of his death, he asked himself to take good care of her before he died, if the Luo brothers did not save their lives, would he repeatedly go against his heart?

No! He abandoned the person he didn't love, and he didn't take life and death seriously at all. But Qing'er is different. Those who love her are his benefactors, so he indulged her indiscriminately and thought that her thoughts would slowly change, but now it seems that his initial concession might be wrong.

Never continue like this anymore. He knew that he would never fall in love with Qing'er. If this continues, the three of them would not be happy. Yan'er, Qing'er and himself, even if Luo Ziheng would hate him, Luo Zitian would no longer treat him as a brother, and he could not go to Miaojia Village again. He would still cut off Miao Yuqing's love. Short pain is better than wasting his life and hopeless waiting.

So what if his benefactor hates him? So what if the secret ridicule of outsiders? He knows that his happiness is to be with Rong Yanran, especially Rong Yanran now, which makes him feel that life cannot be given up casually, it is colorful and worth cherishing by him.

He was willing to completely cover up everything Rong Yanran did to herself before, and never mentioned it. He just hoped that she would remain the same as she is and spend the rest of her life with him.

The leaves fell one after another, as if it was raining. Murong Xuan stood in it with a sad expression, but also extremely firm, and suddenly said: "Do you also think what I said just now is too ruthless and ruthless?"

At this moment, only Lu Huoqing was guarding Murong Xuan's side. He replied in a deep voice: "The prince is for his own good, and my subordinates understand."

Murong Xuan felt a little comforted. Fortunately, things were not as bad as he thought. Huo Qing supported him. In fact, Zitian and the brothers in Miaojia Village also understood him. He believed that as long as Qing'er could open up the knot and return to her friends or brother-sister relationships, they could get along better than they are now.

Thinking of this possibility, the heavy heart just now suddenly felt much more relaxed. He believed that this could be achieved. After all, he knew the character of those brothers very well and knew his emotions and attitudes very well.

"Huoqing, go back to the room to rest first. I want to go around alone." Lu Huoqing understood that the mansion was very safe, so he retreated.

Murong Xuan walked aimlessly along the path. The white moonlight poured down, and the unknown insects made pleasant sounds, which slowly relieved his anxious heart.

The strong fragrance penetrated his nostrils. Following the fragrance, he saw a large yellow-green night fragrance. He suddenly remembered that Yan'er had complained to Zhu'er about the scenery of the palace, but there were too many mosquitoes at night, which seriously affected her mood for fun. He also said that she must develop mosquito repellent things and go out bravely to go out for activities.

When Murong Xuan thought of her ambition expression at that time, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bend. He picked off a handful of Ye Laixiang, which was so lively that he couldn't help but walk to Rong Yanran's room.

The room where I was sleeping was dark, and the suite was lit. From the shadows cast on the window, he knew that Rong Yanran had not yet slept. At this time, the moon was rising very high and it was already late at night. Murong Xuan couldn't help but wonder, what was his Yan'er doing at this moment?

The curtains were pulled on the window of the suite, and there was no gap in the door. Murong Xuan had to jump onto the roof, move a piece of tile he had specially arranged, hold his breath, and look carefully into the room, for fear that she would get a drug or something if she was not careful.

Rong Yanran frowned, absent-mindedly holding a brush and smearing randomly on rice paper, muttering something in her mouth. She wrote very hard and looked very impatient.

Although Murong Xuan was particularly curious and anxious, he still waited patiently. After a long time, Murong Xuan felt that the fragrance of night in his hand seemed to have dissipated, and mosquitoes were also actively rushing towards him. He had to use his internal force to turn into a finger wind to quietly drive away the aggressive mosquitoes.

Despite this, his proud pride made Rong Yanran's face sting several times with a few bags ticked on her face. Murong Xuan was secretly angry: It seems that the Seven Princes' Mansion not only raises people, but also raises these mosquitoes very fiercely. Tomorrow he will instruct his servants to plant the night fragrance in the entire Prince's Mansion.

No, right! Ye Laixiang seems to attract snakes easily. Yan'er is very afraid of snakes. So, not only can't expand the scope of seeds, but also has to deal with the things in the yard? Then let these mosquitoes be domineering and destroy his beloved Yan'er's active and fun mood?
Chapter completed!