Handsome Prince, Come to my Embrace

The main courtyard of the manor.

Looking at the man whom she hadn't seen for a few days, and at the distant courtyard, Situ Jingyu couldn't wait to run over. Seeing the large area of dark red on his left shoulder, her eyes immediately turned misty.

She threw herself into the man's embrace and tightly embraced his waist. She buried her head deep into his chest and cried, "Prince, you've finally returned."

The golden armor was hard and cold, with messy long hair flowing behind him. His face was sharp like a knife, his nose was straight and his mouth was open, his entire body exuded an imposing aura that could not be violated, a peerless face with the eyebrows of a crossbow. His deep eyes looked around him, as if he was looking for something.

Situ Jingyu was unable to feel his warmth towards her, so she raised her head, only to see a large bruise on her body. She was so angry that she cried out, sounding like a wife worrying for her husband. Your Highness, you … Are you hurt? "

Her tender hands immediately left his waist and gently caressed his wounds. She felt her heart ache as she covered her mouth, tears constantly streaming down her face.

"Her voice was weak, as if she was crying her heart out. She nestled against the man's chest." "It is my fault that I can't accompany Your Highness and let you suffer such injuries. Your Highness, I …"

"Where is she?" Leng Shaoyu's voice that was not warm rang out from above her head.

Situ Jingyu was mistaken, but her eyes became even more moist. "What?"

She was so worried about his safety, but he didn't even want to look at her. Was he really so heartless and indifferent to her? The only thing he wanted to do was Luo Shang, how could he, how could he?

The dark seed of jealousy in Situ Jingyu's heart stirred. There was unwillingness and viciousness in her eyes, and it was quickly covered up by the false weakness in her disguise.

"Your Highness, have you forgotten? Elder sister, she is still grounded. "

Seeing the worry on his handsome face, Situ Jingyu held onto the arm that he was about to leave, looked at his wound and consoled him: "Your highness also doesn't want me to worry for you, at least treat your wound, change clothes and then go over."

Leng Shaoyu did not speak. Instead, he went to the side room.

After the man left, a skinny servant sneakily looked at his surroundings and whispered a few words into Situ Jingyu's ears. When the woman heard this, a sinister smile flashed past her eyes.

She didn't even need to rush to do anything. The heavens had already chosen a place for that woman. Situ Jingyu instructed Ye Zhen, who was behind him, before she hurriedly left for the Purple Gold Pavilion.

Inside the Purple Gold Pavilion, Luo Shang had just helped Zhuo Jin put on the clothes that she wanted to wear. She caressed the little girl's hair, and her warm smile was like the warmest sunlight in the world, able to melt ice and snow in an instant.

She gently tied the ribbon on the girl's chest. Before she could stand up, the door was pushed open as Situ Jingyu led Ye Zhen in.

Seeing Luo Shang's miserable state, Situ Jingyu laughed coldly, as her anger had finally dissipated. She twisted her waist and walked towards Luo Shang, squatting down as she ridiculed, "Tsk tsk … It was also her fortune that this little girl was able to die for her master. "

She reached out her finger with teasing fingers towards Zhuo Jin's corpse, but was violently opened by Luo Shang.

"Don't touch her with your dirty hands." Luo Shang's eyes were bright and clear as she stared at her.

Zhuo Jin was so clean and so innocent. When she was still alive, she did not take good care of this child.

Situ Jingyu snappily snorted. Since she was already dead, what could she do if she didn't touch the rotting corpse?

"He's back." Situ Jingyu folded her arms. Seeing that she did not say a word, she asked again, "Do you not want to tell him about your grievances over the past month?"

Luo Shang's gaze did not rest on the woman's body, because the little girl loved to be pretty, she had specially made her up. Everything was ready, Luo Shang carried Zhuo Jin's body on her back.

"You want to leave just like that? The prince, he... I won't let you go. " Situ Jingyu laughed sinisterly after speaking.

Luo Shang raised her long eyelashes, the look in her eyes was complicated, but this was the first time Situ Jingyu felt that the woman in front of him had enmity, as though she wanted to retaliate.

"Yes," she said faintly. Don't force me. "

Situ Jingyu's complacent smile immediately disappeared. Luo Shang, I want to let you go, I am afraid you will not let me go. "

Luo Shang did not take the woman's words to heart, and carried Zhuo Jin towards the door step by step. But he heard her say: "The lion in the Northern Region returned victorious. All of the soldiers returned alive. I heard that he was the only one who died on the battlefield. "

As if someone had dealt a fatal blow to his head, his face instantly turned even paler. Luo Shang could not believe her ears, it was like a thunder striking his head from a clear sky, or like someone had poured a bucket of cold water on him from head to toe, she was completely paralyzed.

"Her eyes immediately became moist, and she slowly turned her head." What did you say? "

Situ Jingyu laughed with satisfaction. Look, you are so pitiful. You don't even know such a big thing, but you are right. How could the Prince let you know about this? All of them were safe and sound when they encountered the ambush. Only the General Luo was hit by a few arrows … "He died from the poison."

She emphasized every single word, and every single word she spoke sounded like she was slapping Luo Shang in the face.

"Tell me, is this heaven's will or …" Manmade? "Hmm?" Situ Jingyu mocked her as she deliberately pointed at her.

No, that's not it. How could her brother …

That won't happen, Situ Jingyu must be lying to her, he clearly promised her, she obviously promised her …

Leng Shaoyu, why, why did you lie to me, why did you do this …

Luo Shang shook her head. Her head felt like it was going to explode, she had no idea what was right and what was wrong.

She trembled slightly as she carried Zhuo Jin out of the room. In her muddled state, a few kind-hearted servants found her a carriage and pulled his corpse up onto it, covering it with a pallet.

Luo Shang could not say a word of thanks. All the nerves in her body had been sealed, and her eyes had gone numb.

Looking down, he saw …

In the golden sunlight, the wind blew lightly, making his tall stature look very dignified. His eyebrows flew to his temples, making him appear very domineering.

Under his straight nose, his thin, unblemished lips were pursed, while his long, white hair scattered over his tall body, giving off the enchanting appearance of a man.

"This King is back." he said in a low voice.

Luo Shang closed both her eyes, and when she opened them again, they were already filled with tears.

Her beautiful eyes trembled like water as she opened her mouth and slowly said, "You came back too late."

The man's gentle eyes were on her perfectly handsome face. He extended his hand out instinctively to caress her cheeks but she avoided it. She then asked: "Tell me, my big brother, he's not dead …" Tell me, it's not true. "

Leng Shaoyu frowned, his eyes swept across, the cold aura that did not belong to the human world, and froze everything in place, with a sharp look in his eyes.

How did she know?

"Tell me —" Her voice cut across the empty yard.

The man became silent. Facing her eyes that were waiting for an answer, he finally opened his mouth after a long time: "Sorry, I …"

"Pa ~ ~ ~"

A resounding slap landed on his face. Luo Shang did not give him any chance to explain.

His handsome face was brushed by his hair, slightly tilted to the side, and his warm eyes changed color. They exuded a dual aura of killing and enchantment. He pursed his lips, and the hostility between his brows was like a sharp sword that stood horizontally in the middle.

This time, he was surprisingly quiet, as if there was no anger in his eyes, and no one knew what he was feeling.

Gripping the woman's slender arm, he asked eagerly, "You're leaving? Where to? Luo Family? "

Luo Shang laughed coldly, broke free from his wrist, and coldly replied: "It has nothing to do with you."

Leng Shaoyu's tolerance had a limit, but he just couldn't have any feelings for the woman in front of him. No matter what, Lo Ke still died in the end.

"He pulled her back." I am your husband! "

Hearing that, Luo Shang suddenly laughed softly. With a bitter smile, he said softly: "What qualifications do you have to be my husband? When you broke your promise to harm my brother, did you ever think that I was your wife? "

"Big brother is dead, but you're still alive. Why are you safe and sound, and why are you standing here so comfortably?"

"Leng Shaoyu, I have never hated you so much before."

Her eyes were like water, so sad, so sad.

She bit her lips, tied the leather rope around her body and forcefully pulled the bicycle toward the courtyard gate. She didn't need anyone's help, how she got here, and how she got there.

The man stood there for a long time without speaking. He watched as the slender figure gradually disappeared. The hatred in his eyes was so deep. Was she hating herself?

"Your Highness." Mo Yun who had been quietly standing at the side understood master's thoughts.

Luo Shang misunderstood Leng Shaoyu like this, and even gave him a slap in public, but he could endure it as her heart was already completely locked on that woman's body.

Leng Shaoyu frowned, and said coldly: "Follow her."

"This subordinate obeys the decree!"

Lo Ke's death was not an accident.

In their great victory in the Northern Region, they had returned to the capital in a class. However, they had not expected that there were hidden spies in the army, revealing their lines and cutting off the retreat of the grain reserve troops.

The enemy seemed to have done it intentionally, and only took Leng Shaoyu and Lo Ke's lives, Leng Shaoyu's chest area was pierced by the arrow, and enemy subordinates were hidden inside the army, and when Leng Shaoyu noticed, Lo Ke had already been struck several times.

There was something fishy about this matter. Before he found out who the mastermind was, and even if he needed to explain it to Luo Shang, she would not believe him.

Now, she said, she hated him. How could she hate him?

A large amount of scarlet gradually seeped through his white shirt, cold sweat immediately appearing on his forehead …