Will I follow you back to Xitan Country in five days?"
"Smart, but unfortunately, you only guessed half of it right."
Xicheng Jue shook his head, "Yue'er, you are just a woman after all. You cannot compare to your father's scheming, let alone the shamelessness of the concubines in the palace. Do you really think that there are eternal allies in this world?"
Bei Mingyue clenched her fists.
Her guess was indeed correct, the problem... still lies with Concubine He!
But Concubine He and Xi Zimu were obviously mortal enemies. How could she watch helplessly as Xi Zimu's daughter married to Xitan Kingdom and enjoyed countless wealth and glory, instead of letting the mother and daughter die without a burial place?
Could it be that she misjudged the person again?
"Tsk tsk, Yue'er, your suspicious temper is not good. Look, I can defeat your defenses with just a few words. What do you want to do to stop me?"
Xicheng Jue walked over slowly, but Nangong Lin didn't give him a chance to get close to Bei Mingyue. He grabbed Bei Mingyue's extremely slender waist and gently pulled her into his arms.
He looked at the man who had stopped moving slightly provocatively. Although his tone had returned to his usual tone, if you listened carefully, it was still not difficult to hear the underlying anger.
"Prince Jue, did you turn a deaf ear to what Ah Yue just said just now? Or is it that Prince Jue's ears are not working properly and I need a doctor from Luo City to take a good look at it for Prince Jue?"
"I heard this."
Compared with Nangong Lin's preparedness, Xicheng Jue's attitude seemed much more casual. Seeing that Nangong Lin was protecting him tightly, he was not in a hurry to get closer and retorted, "I thought Prince Lin's ears were very good, but now I find that
It was my fault."
The implication is that he is not Bei Mingyue's crush, and Nangong Lin cannot be the one either. In this case, is he making a joke by pretending to be a flower protector?
Nangong Lin gritted his teeth, "Does Prince Jue think that the person A Yue loves is not..."
"Xicheng Jue, tell me clearly, what exactly do you want?"
A tired voice came from his arms. Nangong Lin stopped talking and subconsciously looked at the woman in his arms who was leaning on his chest.
"Whether this princess has a man she likes, Prince Jue, you don't have to guess, because no matter who it is, even if it is Lin, that person will definitely not be you."
Bei Mingyue half-closed her eyes and leaned quietly in Nangong Lin's arms, as if nothing could affect her mood anymore. She was so calm that she seemed to be just talking about a common thing, "You and I are destined to have no intersection.
Prince, why do you need to force me to accept things I don’t like?"
"No intersection?" Xicheng Jue laughed as if he heard something funny, "Yue'er, have you forgotten how we met?"
"The Qingfeng Sword and the Falling Rain Sword are swords made from the same iron and tempered at different times. But now that the Qingfeng Sword is in my hand, the owner of the Falling Rain Sword is you. Based on this alone, you still want to clarify
Is it our relationship?"
Nangong Lin could feel that Bei Mingyue's back became stiffer little by little, fearing that she would change her mind because of Xicheng Jue's words. Just as he was about to open his mouth to argue, Bei Mingyue suddenly stopped him and looked at Xicheng Jue coldly.
, “What else do you know?”
"Of course I know more than this. I wonder what Princess Jiaoyue is referring to?"