Murong Wan lost a lot of weight, her eyes were red and swollen, she was very haggard, and her voice was weak.
Seeing her like this, Murong Qing felt heartbroken and followed her into the house.
Murong Wan closed the door again, blocking the sight of the guards in the courtyard.
She was under house arrest in this small courtyard, but she still had the freedom to enter and leave the room.
Murong Qing looked at her and sighed.
"Wan'er, why are you doing this?"
Murong Wan bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes again:
"Brother, I like the prince brother. Now that his situation is so difficult, I just want to stay here for a while and be with him. Is this wrong?"
How could Murong Qing not understand her thoughts?
In the past, he wouldn't have said much, but things are different now.
Moreover, it was also the first time that he knew clearly that Murong Wan's obsession with Xiao Mingyin was so deep.
No wonder her father treated her like this this time.
"Wan'er, you have to be clear. Even if the prince is not injured, and even if your father does not force you to take you back to Northern Xinjiang, it is absolutely impossible for you to marry the prince if you stay in the imperial capital."
Murong Qing looked at her and spoke solemnly,
"Don't forget whose daughter you are."
Murong Wan was stunned and looked at him blankly.
"Brother, what do you mean?"
"Can't you see clearly? The blood of your father is flowing in your bones, and the prince will inherit the throne in the future! How can he marry you?"
Hearing this, Murong Wan finally understood something.
She opened her mouth and murmured:
"But, but, I am sincere to him! Moreover, my father has always been loyal to His Majesty——"
Murong Qing closed her eyes.
"Why do you think my father sent us to the imperial capital in the first place?"
Murong Wan's voice stopped suddenly.
After staying in the imperial capital for so long, she even forgot this!
——She and her brother have stayed here as protons from the beginning!
Murong Luo had been stationed in Northern Xinjiang for many years and had a great reputation.
To put it another way, it’s a master of great achievements!
If Xiao Mingyin becomes emperor in the future, why will he marry the daughter of King Yi?
How can the emperor's couch allow others to sleep peacefully?
Seeing the devastated look on Murong Wan's face, Murong Qing felt quite uncomfortable in her heart, but there were some things she had to say.
"It's true that you like the prince, but you shouldn't have any illusions about him. Your identities are destined to be impossible from the beginning."
"Why...why didn't you tell me this earlier?"
Murong Wan struggled to speak out, her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by something, and even breathing became difficult.
"I didn't tell you this before because I thought you knew. Can't you see that the prince's attitude towards you has been quite alienated over the years?"
Murong Qing always felt that these were enough for Murong Wan to understand the situation clearly.
But he underestimated her love for the prince.
Murong Wan lowered her head slightly and didn't speak for a long time.
Seeing her like this, Murong Qing shook his head and patted her shoulder gently.
"If you can figure it out now, it's not too late. Have a good sleep tonight. Early tomorrow morning, we will leave the imperial capital and return to Northern Xinjiang."
"It's too late."
Murong Wan said softly.
Murong Qing didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"
Murong Wan slowly raised her eyes and smiled.
"Brother, I'm sorry."
Murong Qing had a bad intuition: "You——"
Bang!
Before he finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind him and gave him a sharp blow!