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Chapter 170 Qingqing Ruyue ()

Chu Anrong was half-kneeling in the snow. The cold snow mixed with his blood had turned dirty, but she was different. The girl in front of her, dressed in crescent-white clothes, looked so clean just standing there.

His hands held his clothes tightly, and his heart that was supposed to be dead gradually became alive with her words.

"Thank you, miss. I will definitely cherish my life in the future."

The young man raised his head and looked at Zhuang Wenjun with a smile. She had already stood up. When she heard his serious words of thanks, she couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Okay, I didn't even say a few words. You just said thank you." How many sentences."

"It's a trivial matter, it's nothing to worry about. I'll send you back to save you from being bullied again later."

She bent her eyes and smiled, letting Lamei help him up. He knew that this matter was indeed nothing to her, it was just a trivial matter. But if it hadn't been for him, he wouldn't have gotten up from the snow today. I will let myself die here.

It doesn't matter if you die, death is liberation.

Zhuang Wenjun had already turned around and walked forward. He followed her, watching her feet leave footprints one after another in the snow, as if they were stepping on his own heart.

In the young man's heart, apart from death, the only thing left was her.

Later, Zhuang Wenjun came here often and would bring him some things and help him within his own ability.

Chu Yan hummed and touched her head: "She doesn't like this palace at all."

As Cui Ying said, Zhuang Wenjun is not a person who is greedy for power and likes to be a superior person. What she wants is a simple life. The palace has too many constraints for her.

He was moving towards the goal he had set, but he was gradually alienated from her.

Looking for a powerful backer and assistant for himself, he set his sights on Concubine Xue. With her help, his power grew stronger and stronger. From a little prince who no one cared about and who could be bullied by everyone, he became the most powerful person beside his father. helper.

"Huaiwei, but Miss Zhuang doesn't seem to be greedy for power. Has the Fourth Prince misunderstood her?"

Lamei stood guard outside the door of Zhuang Wenjun's room and was very surprised to see him, but she did not dare to make any noise for fear of being overheard by others and causing trouble.

And he also had some other thoughts. He wanted to fight for that position, to let himself have the power, to let himself sit in the most noble position, and to give him the bright moon and the best everything in the world. .

Cui Ying nestled in Chu Yan's arms and asked puzzledly, if she was greedy for power and wanted to be the Crown Princess, why would she wait until now? She and the Crown Prince were childhood sweethearts, and the Crown Princess position was easy for her. Things you get.

But no, the lanterns first came on and then gradually went out. He sat at the door of the palace and sat there all night, until the sky turned white, and until the morning cries came one after another, he still didn't wait for her.

On the day he was crowned king, he received congratulatory gifts from everyone, but not from her.

He waited for her in the palace all night, hoping in his heart that she would appear in front of him and say congratulations to him. Then he told her his feelings and asked her if she would be his princess and stay by his side. There will only be her.

What was waiting was the aide who said that His Majesty intended to arrange a marriage between her and the Crown Prince, and that she would become the Crown Princess.

So that day, Chu Anrong climbed over the banker's wall for the first time, with all the unwillingness just to ask her why.

"Your Highness Prince An, why are you here? This is the Zhuang Mansion."

She lowered her voice and reminded her. Chu Anrong stood outside the door and said with a forced smile: "I know this is the Zhuang Mansion. I won't go in. I just want to say a few words to her."

"But miss." "Lamei, you go and guard the yard, and I'll say a few words to him."

The window was pushed open, and the bitter summer breeze blew in, lifting her hair. She looked at him through the window, just like she did when she rescued him in the snow.

"His Royal Highness Prince An."

Chu Anrong felt a little stinging in his heart at the distant title and strange eyes. He frowned and slowly said, "I have been waiting for you all day and night, until all the people congratulating Xi have left, and until I am the only one left in the palace. one person."

"You didn't come, I didn't wait for you, Wenjun."

"His Royal Highness Prince An is now a hot celebrity in the court. Naturally, there are many people congratulating him, including me."

She was still smiling with curved eyes, but with infinite indifference. She was rejecting him and pushing him away.

"No, they are not you. You know, why did I do all this? You know, you clearly know my heart."

"That's enough. I don't know and I don't want to know. The banker works for Dashuo. My father is the emperor's master. I can't implicate the banker, let alone my father. You go back and don't come to see me again in the future."

After Zhuang Wenjun heard what he was about to blurt out, her voice rose slightly and interrupted him. She was afraid that he would say something that she could not respond to, because those distant words just now had already weakened her.

How could the days and time spent with him become a thing of the past so easily.

The hand hidden under the window held a sachet with his favorite red plum embroidered on it. He said that once he didn't even deserve to have the things he loved, but after meeting her, he fell in love with Dongri. I fell in love with red plums even more.

She had embroidered this sachet a long time ago and planned to give it to him after the canonization decree came down. She remembered it very clearly.

If it weren't for her father, maybe she wouldn't have let him wait all night in the palace yesterday.

'Awen, the banker belongs to the prince's power. His Majesty does not want us to get too close to His Royal Highness Prince An. Do you understand? '

When her father looked at her with loving eyes, she understood what he meant. The young girl's thoughts were revealed in an instant. The situation was not yet explained, but both of them knew it well and were restrained.

"you are lying."

"Is it because of the prince, Wenjun, if I say that I can protect the banker and make the banker escape from this battle for the throne, are you willing to give it a try with me?"

"I, Chu Anrong, swear to God that I will only have you in this life. I will respect you, love you, and never let you down."

"Are you willing to take a gamble with me?"

He said a lot, always standing within her sight and never crossing over. Lamei stood at the door of the yard and listened, feeling happy for her girl from the bottom of her heart.

Being able to be with the person you like is what a girl wants.

But no one expected that everything he said today would be fulfilled one by one, but only after sitting in that position, he would get further and further away from her.

She changed a lot for him and allowed herself to enter the deep palace, but she couldn't bear the thought that the person who loved her so much at the beginning would marry someone else.