Concubine's elegance is peerless

Chapter 1211 Feeling inaccurate
Ming Yuesheng glanced at Qin Dieyi, with disdain in his eyes, but his face was still calm, and sighed: "Rong Xueyi's life is really not ordinary, so many people want her life, but she Still alive, I sometimes think, is it because of her fate, or because she really has the strength."

"It is said that there are some grievances between the valve and Rong Xueyi?" Qin Dieyi asked knowingly.

Ming Yuesheng smiled and said: "This is an obvious thing, otherwise I would not take action to save the eldest princess today."

Qin Dieyi turned his head and looked at Ming Yuesheng several times. Ming Yuesheng is also an outstanding person, with a handsome face, a straight nose, and strong sword eyebrows. Looking at him this way, he can be regarded as an extremely handsome man, but if Comparing him with Mo Yan, he will lose a bit of momentum and temperament.

She is also a character, even though she was very angry because of Rong Xueyi's matter before, but now she has calmed down even though she was still a little annoyed after talking to Ming Yuesheng.

She said softly: "In this way, our goals are the same."

Ming Yuesheng looked at Rong Xueyi with cold and clear eyes. At this time, Rong Xueyi had already reached the other side of the river. The people around her were all men, and her slender figure was very recognizable.

It's just that his heart is still complicated at this time, the invisible thoughts hidden deep in his heart are so deep, every time he doesn't see her, he will miss her, and every time they meet, the two always can't wait to see each other The opponent is dead.

Seeing him this time, he felt more hopeful than before, because Mo Yan was already dead.

It's just that he knew very clearly in his heart that even if Mo Yan died, there would still be no place for him by her side.

Because by now, the positions of the two are completely different.

Ming Yuesheng murmured: "That's right, my purpose and that of the eldest princess are indeed the same."

Qin Dieyi looked at his erratic eyes and felt suspicious in her heart. At this moment, her intuition belonged to women surged into her heart. She looked at Ming Yuesheng and said with a questioning but affirmative tone: "Do you like Rong?" Snow suit?"

Ming Yuesheng's heart was shocked when he heard her words, and he had a feeling of being peeped into his mind, but he tried his best to maintain a calm face: "Why did the eldest princess say such a thing?"

Qin Dieyi stared at his face for a while and said, "Feeling."

Ming Yuesheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a more indifferent tone: "The eldest princess's feeling is not accurate."

"Really?" Qin Dieyi smiled lightly: "Maybe my feeling is wrong! That's right, every time Rong Xueyi mentions Ming Clan, he grits his teeth with hatred. As the future heir of Ming Clan, Mr. Ming, Ming Yanran's death is also mixed among you, it is something worthy of congratulations that Mr. Ming did not fall in love with Rong Xueyi."

She paused a bit when she said this, and then said with a slight smile: "If Mr. Ming really falls in love with Rong Xueyi, it will definitely be a catastrophe for Mr. Rong."

Ming Yuesheng was silent in his heart for a long time, sighed softly in his heart, and said faintly: "The eldest princess is right."

It really makes sense, he knew from the very beginning that such feelings should not exist, but he couldn't restrain the feelings in his heart. To some extent, that sour and astringent taste was only bitter to him. The touch of sweetness in his heart is just his own fantasy.

(End of this chapter)