Abandoned Concubine of a Cold-Blooded Prince

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The words she whispered reached Murong Lanxuan's ears, and he stood outside the door looking at her petite figure.

"Do you know these words?" Murong Lanxuan was curious, he didn't even know them, but Mingsihe knew these words.

He has approached countless people, no matter how experienced or talented they are, no one knows these words, and it seems that they have never appeared before, but Mingsihe is standing in front of this portrait, feeling very sad.

When Mingsihe heard Murong Lanxuan's voice, she was so frightened that she pushed down an antique vase placed there. With a "bang", the vase fell to the ground and shattered all over the place, but some fragments shot everywhere in the house. Yes, but she couldn't care too much.

"Why are you here?" She was a little panicked. Seeing Murong Lanxuan's appearance, she herself panicked. Now, she broke his vase again. What should I do?

Mingsihe was like a child who did something wrong, she stood there at a loss, as if waiting for Murong Lanxuan's punishment, she lowered her head and dared not look at him.

"I didn't mean it." She heard that Murong Lanxuan didn't speak, and added another sentence. In fact, she was afraid that he would be angry.

After all, if a person's portrait is hung in his bedroom, it proves that this person is very important to Murong Lanxuan. Now, she dares to breathe even more. She has obviously done nothing bad, but she is a little guilty.

She was a little jealous, after all, the person with this face had a very close relationship with Murong Lanxuan, she guessed, but her heart was in a panic.

"Ming'er, do you know these words? Tell me what it means." Murong Lanxuan stepped forward and took her little hand, and finally grabbed her shoulder and said.

His strength was so strong that her heart jumped out of fright.She looked up at him, and saw his eagerness, as if he was waiting for an answer.

"Hmm." She had to admit, in fact, Murong Lanxuan should have heard it, otherwise, he wouldn't have asked her like that.

In fact, she also said that if she wasn't Ming Sihe, what would happen to him?Now, since he knows, she doesn't need to hide it anymore.She bears Mingsihe's body and lives for her, but she is still not Mingsihe.

"You really know?" Murong Lanxuan's face was full of joy, but this side of him was completely different from the one she knew him before. Would she doubt that he was really the one she knew?

She looked at his face in a daze, and he was also excited. This was the first time she saw him like this, with a beautiful smile, but such a beautiful smile made her feel uncomfortable and felt a little pity.

"Yes, I know." She answered his question positively. Now, what is the most important thing to her?

Murong Lanxuan turned her around, pointed to the words on the portrait and asked Daozi: "Read it to me, I want to hear it, and I want to know what it means."

She looked at his outline, immersed in his joy, and couldn't bear Murong Lanxuan, she read the words again: "In 2012, the gate of time and space, the world was only separated by a mere It's the distance of a small door, Concubine Lian."

Murong Lanxuan let go of her hand, let go of the hand holding her shoulder, he took a step back, and Mingsihe turned to look at him, only to see that his eyes were a little wet, such a murderous man , but seems to want to cry.

"Concubine Lian, is she yours?" She asked weakly, reaching out to hold his big palm, but Murong Lanxuan let go of her hand.

He kept backing away, and finally took deep breaths, not knowing what Murong Lanxuan was thinking at this moment, he narrowed his eyes slightly, but there was not much expression on his face.

His happiness and sadness were just a momentary thing. She didn't know why this man turned his face so quickly, but she was sure that he was excited, or maybe he had the same excitement as hers.

"She is my concubine's mother." Murong Lanxuan said to her, and never reminded anyone, but he still missed her.

Mother concubine?Is it Murong Lanxuan's mother and concubine?Mingsihe turned her head to look at the portrait again, but in the end she didn't dare to tell him that the face of his mother and concubine had also appeared in the stone room of Prince Ling's mansion.

"Your mother and concubine, are you from the Southern Dynasty?" She asked again, if you were from the Southern Dynasty, why did you say it was 2012?That is the 21st century, and she is also from the 21st century.

She doesn't believe that there are prophets, but she believes that she can come here. There are many people who came earlier than her. Now, she has met. This person is Murong Lanxuan's mother and concubine?

Concubine Lian, where are you, tell me, I want to find you, if possible, tell me how to go back, this country is too cold, this way of life makes me unbearable, if possible, I would rather go back to the 21st century and live there Live the life you want.

"No." Murong Lanxuan said, in fact, he couldn't be sure, because he had heard Fuyu talk about this matter, but he was too young at the time, so he didn't notice it, and he didn't think too much about it. As he got older, he missed the love of his mother and concubine, but it became more and more vague. However, he never gave up looking for her.

"Did she ever say that she came from a distant country, China?" Mingsihe asked, she stepped forward and pulled Murong Lanxuan's skirt/

She forgot what politeness is, she forgot what propriety is, she forgot what fear is, and she also forgot what concealment is. She just wanted to know strongly, and wanted to know about another person who lived in the Southern Dynasty and who came from the same age as her. A woman of a country.

"China?" Murong Lanxuan heard the name, he looked at Mingsihe, and finally said nothing. '

Murong Lanxuan stopped talking, but turned her back to her, she couldn't see Murong Lanxuan's expression clearly, she didn't know what she was thinking at this moment, but she knew that he might be very sad.

"Murong Lanxuan...don't be afraid, I'm here." She walked forward slowly, she obviously felt that he was afraid, perhaps it was not an easy task to face.

She hugged Murong Lanxuan tightly from behind, she could feel his heartbeat.She put her head on his back, and for a long time, she felt his big hands holding hers tightly, with a little force, her palms were about to be flattened.

"Mingsihe, what should I do with you?" Murong Lanxuan said, she is Mingsihe, but she is not.She knows China, she knows another country, but it is also what he is eager to know at the same time.

That name was mentioned by others when I was young. Some people said that the mother concubine was a monster. When she finally gave birth to him, she had a difficult delivery, but finally disappeared, her body disappeared out of thin air.

No one knows the past of the concubine mother, nor does anyone know China, and no one knows why. He never believed that the concubine mother was a monster, but he has lived like a monster since he was a child. , he always seemed to be another person.

"That's it, it's good." He knew she wasn't Mingsihe, but she still felt that he actually cared a little bit.

Let's just think that she is being passionate, she would rather be like this, she would like to be like this, holding him, standing here quietly, there is no war, no intrigue, just the two of them.

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