Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 240 Concentric
Ling Youyao watched the lantern shake and come back, the string in her heart seemed to be snapped suddenly, she stretched out her hand to catch the sky lantern, but the wind that was against her was not as good as she wished, instead it blew the lantern further and further away .

Reluctantly, she leaned out, trying to grab the lamp back, just like trying to grab that illusory dream.

The city tower is several feet high, and the cold wind howls past the ears, and if you are not careful, you will fall out.But at this moment, someone pulled the sky lantern back first, and even brought her into that warm embrace.Then, a clear and cold voice sounded above his head: "For the lamp, do you want to die?"

Ling Youyao was stunned, and looked up at his firm jaw, her nose suddenly sore.

Fu Mingjue put her down, and wanted to say a few words to her, but when he saw those eyes that were glistening with water, he silently held back his words, and only returned the lamp to her, saying: "There is a fire on the top floor of the attic." A secret door, if you want to release a sky lantern, you can go up from there."

Ling Youyao took the lamp that had already been turned off, lowered her eyes secretly, and replied softly: "Okay." Then there was no more.

Seeing her lonely and distressed appearance, Fu Mingjue felt bad, held her cold hand, and said, "This time, the king missed the appointment without saying goodbye. It may be too late to promise you now, but This king promises that this is the last time."

Hearing his explanation, Ling Youyao felt bitter in her heart, and said: "I know that the sacred will is hard to violate, you must go."

Lushan had an accident, she knew the seriousness of it, so naturally she wouldn't blame him.What's more, she is just a living shadow under the moonlight, so who has the right to blame her?Just like the lamp in my hand that can't fly to the sky, even if the sky is unwilling to accept her thoughts, it would rather be blown away by the cold wind than send it back to her hands.

In fact, the above are all nonsense, there is only one real wish
Ling Youyao suppressed the soreness in her heart and said: "My lord, it's getting late, I want to go back."

Fu Mingjue didn't move, his eyes fell on the sky lantern full of words, and his voice was a bit hoarse: "This king knows that you are worried about innocence, so the reason why I didn't mention it to you is It's not that the king deliberately concealed it, it's just that I don't want you to recall that bad memory."

That night, Ling Youyao cried in her sleep, curled up like that, trying to protect herself.No matter how many times he smoothed those frowning eyebrows, they would always return to their original state.

The last time Futai Mountain was assassinated, he accidentally killed Mingyue, watched the blood flashing from Ling Youyao's eyes, looked at her frightened eyes, and murmured Qingwei's name over and over again. He couldn't confess Qingwei to Ling Youyao because When he died, he was also afraid that she would avoid him like she did five years ago.

Ling Youyao looked up and saw the pain in his eyes, and her throat choked up: "My sister's matter. My brother told me. He said that the person who made the mistake is already dead. He told me not to blame you. The most sad thing is that my sister had an accident. You are the only one, I have no right to blame you"

Ling Qingwei's death made people feel uncomfortable. Although Fu Mingjue had never expressed his affection for her, Ling Qingwei's shadow was everywhere in the palace.

She thought she could face their past calmly, but in the end she realized that she couldn't turn a blind eye.

Ling Youyao held back her tears and tried her best to restrain her trembling fingertips, as if she was questioning and looking for someone to die: "Fu Mingjue, since you can't forget your sister, why did you marry me?"

In an instant, the world suddenly became quiet, and the hustle and bustle of the wild crowd seemed to be still at this moment.

Above the city tower, the girl had tears in her eyes, but she was so stubborn that it made people feel distressed. The cold wind swept across her delicate face, and the tears fell from the corners of her eyes.She stared fixedly at the man in black in front of her, her dark and warm eyes rarely turned sharp.

When Mu Xiaoxiao, who was watching secretly from a distance, heard this, she subconsciously grabbed the sleeves of the people around her.

Pei Ce leaned against the wall, looking at the two people who were at a stalemate in the distance, with a gossipy face: "Xiao Xiao, you invited me here today, do you want me to watch Fu Mingjue coax the girl?"

"My lord, you think too much," Mu Xiaoxiao replied truthfully, "The lord sent someone to tell me about my life experience, and as a reward, I brought You Yao here for him."

Hearing this, Pei Ce was slightly taken aback: "Xiao Xiao, what is your life experience?"

Mu Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes and smiled: "Young master, don't worry, God has heard my wish, and now it has really come true. But what is more important right now is Youyao. As for my life experience, I will talk to you later. Elaborate."

Pei Ce looked at her jade-like face, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, and finally didn't speak again.

The night is quiet and the lights are shining.

Fu Mingjue quietly stared at the girl's stubborn red eyes, and after a long time, he said: "Qingwei's death because of this king, I really feel guilty, but I have already avenged her, so why can't I forget?" Let me talk about it? As for why I married you."

He stopped suddenly, leaned slightly and approached Ling Youyao, with a serious look on his face: "When you were six years old, you entered the palace with your mother-in-law and broke the concentric pendant of this king. You said that as compensation, you would pay yourself to this king. This king thought about it." Go, it seems that only by marrying you back can the word 'concentric' be fulfilled."

Ling Youyao was stunned for a moment, six years old?
Fu Mingjue raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said in a helpless tone with a touch of indulgence: "Actually, there is another reason."

Ling Youyao bumped into his tender and smiling eyes, and only heard him say: "Ling Youyao, has this king ever said that he likes you?"

like?

seems to have said
At that time, Fu Xiuyun found out that Ronggui was hiding in the palace, and sent someone to test it out. She suggested that Fu Mingjue kill him.It seemed that it was at that time that Fu Mingjue said he liked it.But before she had time to think about it, she was pushed away by him.Hearing what he said now, Ling Youyao's mind was a little confused, or she was flustered.

Fu Mingjue smoothed her slightly frowning brows, and sighed with a slight smile: "It seems that you forgot, but it's okay, it's not too late to say it now."

Ling Youyao stared at him blankly, the heart in her chest was gradually burning hot, trying to persuade herself to wake up, but his eyes full of tenderness and affection were like whirlpools, as long as she took one more look, she would sink deeply into it.

A warm and soft kiss fell on her lips, and a deep voice rang in her ears: "I like you about seven years ago. And I want to marry you, probably It started when you smashed my single heart pendant."

Ling Youyao entered the palace with her mother when she was six years old, and met Fu Mingjue, who was already a young man, in Kunning Palace.

Among the princes, only the seventh prince is withdrawn by nature, with a frosty face.Maybe it's because a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, Ling Youyao saw him painting alone under the apricot tree, so she walked over with the pastry that the mother gave her.But she didn't want to accidentally break the Tongxin Pei that Fu Mingjue put on the table, and she was frightened and cried by the young man's cold and stern eyes.

Fu Mingjue grew up in conspiracy and schemes since he was a child, and he has never coaxed such a delicate and soft girl, so he just stood aside coldly, watching Ling Youyao cry.

Ling Youyao's heart trembled when he watched him, and she stopped crying after crying for a while, and carefully picked up the broken jade pendant, her little hand was cut twice by the edge of the broken jade, but she endured the pain and did not cry.

She didn't dare to look up at Fu Mingjue, and only whispered: "Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, and I will find a way to compensate you."

At that time, Fu Mingjue hated children the most. Seeing that she didn't cry when she cut her hand, the coldness in her eyes faded a bit, but her words were still cold: "What compensation do you have for a little doll who is less than three feet tall? "

Ling Youyao still had tears on her face, but when she heard his words "not three feet tall", she was not convinced, so she said: "I'm not a baby, the big deal. The big deal is that I will pay myself to you!"

When the usually indifferent young man heard her words, he rarely showed a trace of surprise. Seeing her stubborn and aggrieved eyes, he suddenly curled his lips and replied softly: "Okay."

(End of this chapter)