marry a foolish concubine

That kind of pain won't lessen as he thinks more about it, but instead becomes heavier and more tangled as he thinks of her words more and more, and a bewitching and cruel smile blooms on his cold face in a furious mood. Charming emptiness, raging murderous intent!

Flying Eagle quietly hid in the darkness. For the first time, doubts appeared in his cold eyes. Why did the prince have such a painful expression?Haggard and tangled in pain, this is not the emotion that the cold-faced king who has always been indifferent and invincible has ever had.Is it because of the man in the princess' room?It's a big deal to kill that adulterer, but why did the prince ignore it when he saw it?

Beitangxian was keenly aware of Feiying's leaking murderous aura, so he woke up with a start, and shouted angrily, "Who?"

Feiying was startled, and immediately met each other, kneeling respectfully in front of Beitangxian, his thick voice was hoarse, but not unpleasant: "My lord, it's my subordinate, I disturbed my lord, my subordinate deserves to die!" !"

The palm of Bei Tangxian's secret continued strength trembled, and his sword eyebrows were frowned. He was so ecstatic that he forgot the existence of Flying Eagle. : "Don't blame you, go down, wait!"

Flying Eagle was startled, bowed his head respectfully and obeyed orders: "What else does the lord want?"

"You have seen it all." Bei Tangxian asked indifferently, but he was sure that Feiying would never be more than ten meters away from him, so he could see everything in An Qixi's room, and Feiying should be no exception.

Feiying was startled, the concubine's 'secret meeting' with her lover showed him, would the prince kill him?But he still raised his head and answered honestly: "I saw it, but I didn't hear their conversation. Do you want your prince to go down and deal with that man?"

Beitangxian quietly looked at Feiying's dark expression, as if confirming that Feiying's words were true, he said indifferently: "Just pretend you didn't see it, don't touch that person, this king has his own plans, you go down."

Feiying was taken aback for a moment, then respectfully said: "This subordinate understands, this subordinate will take my leave."

After speaking, it disappeared like a gust of wind.

"Feiying, go and rest!"

After a moment of silence, a decisive 'yes' sounded, and then there was no more sound.Go to rest, that is, leave Beitangxian, go to a place where you can't see what Beitangxian said, this is a sign that Beitangxian wants to stay alone.

Opening the window, the cold night wind continued, blowing away his thoughts and clearing his hazy pupils.

What are those memory fragments?So what is tangled heartache?So what is the despair of struggling, of wanting but being powerless?Hearing her painful childhood realistically, what is the feeling that his heart was also involved?

"What is this feeling, the feeling of being reluctant to let go in the vague memory? Why are your tears and my loss of control? All of this is because of you. If I can't kill you, then I will involve you who are inexplicably painful. , what should I do with you?" Bei Tangxian's voice was barely audible under the night sky, but there was real sadness and confusion in the voice, and every word was crying blood, and the voice was sentimental!

"If you don't love her, then let her go, give her freedom, and don't let her innocent get involved in the vortex of your sins, she should be pure and happy, not a bargaining chip in Anjia's fight with you! "The soft voice descended suddenly, came and went without a trace, sacred and unpopular, but invisible majesty!

Beitang Xian's back stiffened, and he blurted out in surprise: "Master!"

"Xian'er, if you don't love her, then let her go..."

"Is that you, master? Are you back?" Bei Tangxian's eyes flashed with surprise, but the voice disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Beitangxian's shining eyes dimmed, and the soft voice filled her ears, if you don't love her, let her go...

How could he fall in love with her?How can this be?He never knew her, even if it was the hazy broken memory in his mind, it might not be her, but why, when the words 'let her go' lingered in his mind, his heart was so painful that it tore apart?

Beitangxian's face was pale and colorless, his big hands were tightly grasping the window sill, the veins and veins were clearly visible, and there was a decisive light in his eyes, firm and bloody, but his voice was light and heavy: "I will never fall in love with her." , then, let her go to a place where there is no dispute with the world and be a happy little fool, and the man beside her, she loves him, right? Otherwise, how can she return to her true colors in front of him? Cry, roar, vent? "

His fingers clenched the window sill tightly, and his tone was broken and gradually desperate: "If I don't love you, I will let you go! An Qixi, I will give you a freedom. Can I make up for so much pain and the injustice of God? I will pay you back! Can a piece of relaxation make you happy from now on? I promise you a chance, can you and Yekong love each other and grow old together...to grow old together?"

Hands, caressing his chest, the intermittent breath that almost disappeared between the chest and lungs seemed to block the beating of his heart, Bei Tangxian's deep eyes suddenly flashed a pure and ostentatious bright smile, that The smile is the love and despair accumulated by the teenager, and the firm tone is fragmented: "Little boy, I don't love you, I won't love you, and I will never love you!"

Bei Tangxian's body gradually collapsed under the dark night, and he gradually closed the eyes that seemed to be pure and nostalgic when he was young, and the words between his lips and teeth were depressed until they disappeared: "I let you go, let you go, I bear all the sins alone. , as long as you are happy... innocent..."

The sun rises and the moon sets, and a new day begins in the golden sunshine, but no matter how warm the sun is, it can't warm the cold atmosphere in An Chuyi's boudoir in the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

An Fang's mood for the past two days can be described as extremely gloomy, the emperor ordered him to be grounded for a month, and even beat him, all thanks to his silly daughter.An Fang locked herself in the room in a disturbed mood, ordering no one to disturb her.

So, that group of stupid trash dared not to report such a big event as the eldest lady not coming home overnight!

When An Fang got the news that An Chuyi hadn't returned overnight, which made his face change drastically, it was also when he knew that An Chuyi was being carried back covered in blood.

"What did you say?" An An, who had always been calm and ruthless, looked like a raging lion at this moment, his face twisted into a terrifying arc, and he grabbed the collar of the boy who came to report the news.