Murong Xuan felt like he was about to bite his tongue. When he organized the words in his mind, it was clearly very organized, clear, and touching. But now, why did he feel so bad? Because Yan'er kept trying to take her hand away.

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In those clear, watery eyes that he was extremely attached to, there was touch, rejection, and even pity! Pity! That was the look he least wanted to see. She could love him or not, but he never needed it.

Her pity, his self-esteem and pride would not allow it.

Rong Yanran looked at the affectionate man in front of her, and indescribable complex emotions came to her heart. She couldn't help but be touched that such an outstanding man loved her so passionately, but she understood better that he was not in love with her, but with someone else.

A person, that person’s soul doesn’t know where he has gone now.

Seeing that she couldn't push his hand away no matter what, Rong Yanran's eyes flashed and she said in a low voice: "My lord, the person you love has completely changed. I am no longer the same person as before..."

"Because of this, you have become cute and kind, and I love you even more. What I really love is you now. I liked you before because you saved my life, and I have always been grateful..." Murong Xuan was anxious

He interrupted her hurriedly, his handsome eyebrows trembling uneasily, eager to express that he loved her now, and trying to find out something else from her eyes.

Rong Yanran saw that the more emotional he became, the more irritated she became. It would be cruel and unfair to him and herself to accept him in this capacity. What's more, there is a man who loves her deeply, Luo Ziheng.

Looking hard for the opportunity for the two of them to reunite.

Thinking of Luo Ziheng, Rong Yanran hardened her heart and decided to completely break up with him. She said in an extremely firm tone: "Seventh Prince, please stop talking! No matter what, I will not accept you! I love

The only person is Luo Ziheng, it must be him!"

Seeing that the seventh prince was still holding her hand tightly, Rong Yanran picked up a piece of flesh on his wrist and twisted it hard, trying to make him let go.

When Murong Xuan first heard her strong refusal, his heart ached like a knife, and there was only pain in his deep eyes. But when she said that she loved Luo Ziheng, a look of ashen slowly came over her face.

He was filled with joy, and his dim eyes were glowing a little bit. He felt that the opportunity he was waiting for was right now!

Only then did Murong Xuan notice the pain coming from his wrist. Seeing Yan'er's complex look of fear and distress, he smiled slightly and said softly: "Stop pinching, I'm not responsible for your hands getting tired."

He slowly loosened his hold on her hand, hoping that she would rush forward and hug him after a while. He paused for a while, brewing his emotions, and then continued to add: "Yan'er, I want to tell you something...

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"Your Majesty, I have something important to report!" Lu Huoqing shouted in a loud voice outside the lobby door.

Murong Xuan's emotions, which he had accumulated for a long time, were driven away without a trace by his words. He gritted his teeth and glanced at the door, and said to Rong Yanran: "Eat slowly first, wait for me to come back." After saying this, he was quite reluctant to leave.

He left angrily again.

Murong Xuan kicked the door open with a bang and saw Lu Huoqing standing outside the door with a serious face. He glared at him fiercely. He thought to himself: You'd better report something urgent to me! Otherwise, at such a critical moment,
Chapter completed!