Abandoned Concubine of a Cold-Blooded Prince

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Mingsihe kept shaking her head, she took Murong Ling's hand and walked forward.

"I...Of course I believe you." In fact, she has always been too suspicious, and instead made her heart too depressed. No matter who it is, it is not beneficial to her Mingsihe, and of course it is not harmful.

The road is not long, but Mingsihe is unwilling to go to the end.At this moment, she was holding Murong Ling's big palm. This feeling was unprecedented. She didn't bother, but the feeling Murong Ling gave her was really good.

If she was still single, she would definitely chase Murong Ling to the sky and the sea, but now, she and him are destined not to be together.

"Thank you." Murong Ling turned his head to prevent Ming Sihe from seeing what was in his eyes. In fact, in many cases, just one word of belief can make a person think about many things.

A sentence of "I believe in you" is not only a sentence of dialogue, but more importantly, a person expresses understanding and trust in another person's loyalty.

At the beginning, he was eager to move towards her but finally got her trust. Was he doomed from the beginning to feel guilty along the way?But, he, Murong Ling, is a majestic man, how could these things influence his thinking?

"Is the emperor okay?" Actually, Mingsihe didn't know what was going on with the emperor, but she was very surprised how could the emperor know martial arts.

For such a secret, it seems that to Murong Ling and Murong Lanxuan, perhaps other ministers in the palace, it is a big secret at all.

If Mingsihe hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would hardly believe it.A 60-year-old emperor has been worrying about state affairs all his life, but now, she witnessed the scene of him dancing his sword, and she was really shocked.

"Father is fine, but you, you have to rest at home at home." Murong Ling said, it was only three days, but he seemed to see that she was much thinner.

Ming Sihe didn't speak, she took her little hand out of Murong Ling's big palm, she took a step forward, and found that it was [-]% spring and flowers were blooming, and he and she had arrived in the back garden, which was full of all kinds of strange things. The flowers and plants really opened Mingsihe's eyes.

"Is this a love flower?" Mingsihe stared at the lavender flower. She didn't know there was such a flower before, and Murong Lanxuan told her last time. I have seen this flower.

She looked at the flowers among the flowers and kept smelling the fragrance of these flowers. She tore off her clothes, only to find that Murong Ling's coat was still on her body.

"It is indeed Qinghua." Murong Ling pursed his lips and said, in fact, he may understand Qinghua better than anyone else.Love flower, also known as poison flower, has the most poisonous pollen in the world dotted on it, and it looks like a passionate flower, which always attracts countless butterflies. However, after these butterflies absorb the pollen, they will die within a month .

"It's really fragrant." Mingsihe put the flower in his nose and sniffed it lightly. This kind of fragrance is extremely fragrant, and it is indeed the most attractive flower among the flowers she has ever seen.

Immersed in her own thoughts all the time, she almost forgot that she was still wearing Murong Ling's white coat. Looking at Murong Ling's figure, she thought it was her own illusion.

"Murong Ling..." Ming Sihe stood up, what she saw was Murong Ling's back, she thought she was wrong, and always felt that she had seen him somewhere before.

In fact, she had never seen Murong Ling before time travelling, but when she looked at Murong Ling, she felt that he was very familiar, and the feeling he gave her was very good, as if there was a familiar feeling.

"Huh?" Murong Ling turned his head back, and he looked at her standing in the wind. She was wearing his coat, obviously a little big, but when she turned her head to the side, that innocent look made him forget to breathe.

Murong Ling was a little forgetful, but at this moment, Mingsihe pursed her lips, she kept thinking about it, and there was always a familiar feeling lingering in her mind, but no matter what, she couldn't remember it.

"It's okay." Mingsihe picked a flower and put it in her palm. In fact, the back garden here is really beautiful, but she doesn't like this feeling.

All around are surrounded by those so-called guards, so that she has thousands of eyes staring at her in the dark, no matter whether it is her or Murong Ling, they are all being watched secretly. What would it be like to rest in Prince Ling's mansion?

Is this what Murong Lanxuan wanted?Mingsihe put these unpleasant thoughts behind her, she didn't dare to think about them anymore, and she didn't want to think about those so-called unhappiness.

"Girl, what's wrong with you?" Murong Ling turned around and looked at Mingsihe's expression, feeling unreal.

He wanted to hold her tightly, not to let her go, not to let her go.However, his inner thoughts are not worth the fact. Now in fact, he is just his younger brother and sister, but how could he, Murong Ling, be so overwhelmed?At this time, he withdrew his love for her.

"No...I just thought of Duozhu, she...like a girl I used to have." Mingsihe brought the topic to Duozhu.

This Duozhu's dexterity, and the tone of his speech, all of which made her have to doubt. Many times, her doubts are useless, but she doesn't know how to proceed with the current plan.

"Her? Girl, you're overthinking." Murong Ling concealed what was in his heart, he turned and walked to the side, everything seemed to be left behind by him.

Mingsihe walked this way, and the most important thing in this Lingwang Mansion is comfort, so even the flowers and plants are trimmed very specially.

"Love is like a dream..." A sentence like this appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help but read it out, but it kept touching her heart.

In fact, there are some things that even outsiders are not moved, but they moved themselves first.

"Murong Ling, do you often go back to Beijing?" Ming Sihe walked aside, saw Murong Ling sitting on the rock, and she also pulled her skirt and sat beside him.

She hasn't felt this way for a long time. Sometimes, when she wakes up in the morning, she will forget who she is. Is she herself, or Mingsihe?Even she couldn't figure it out.

Every time she widens her eyes, she always thinks about where she is this time and what is going to happen. Even she herself feels a little scared, it is her own fear of herself.

Destiny is hard to explain, but she really wants to find out, every time she meets someone, she will be scarred.

"Not often, but I will come back every year during the Spring Festival." Murong Ling paid more attention to her because of her words, Mingsihe grew here, and the whole city knew about his return to Beijing, but, She asked such a sentence.

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