Murong Heng looked at his back, closed his clothes, nodded, frowned, endured the pain in his abdomen and stood up to follow.

Seeing her like this, Ji'er started to be unable to control her mouth again, and whispered to the concubine beside her: "Do you think our prince is a bit too much?"

Fei Yan is no more brainless than this, so naturally he dare not talk about his master casually.

He laughed dryly and slightly distanced himself from her.

Ji'er rubbed up again unwillingly and continued to whisper: "Heng'er just lost his child, so he was so cold. She was still injured. The prince actually let her keep up with him without any help. You can't say too much."

Ling Tiansu paused and his face turned slightly dark.

This little girl movie is endless, right?

"Hey...what are you doing?" Murong Heng exclaimed, and his body was picked up horizontally.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at the disgusting face that was so close to her. She saw him looking at herself with a smile and said:

"If this girl hadn't reminded me repeatedly, I would have almost forgotten that you are my person now, and I was indeed not considering it carefully just now."

Murong Heng was so excited by his perfunctory eyes that he had goose bumps all over his body. He shivered hard and said dryly: "No need, I can leave myself..."

Ling Tiansu ignored her and directly carried her out under the envious eyes of the women along the way.

Even though the stairs are dark, once the realm reaches Tongyuan, your eyes will no longer be affected by darkness. This scene can be seen clearly, and even the people in your arms.

Murong Heng couldn't see clearly what he looked like at this moment. He just sniffed the faint bloody aura of alternating between the two of them, and he had already guessed that he had suffered serious injuries on his body when he returned this time.

But she has always been a tactful person and never asks too much if she shouldn't ask.

The journey was quiet, listening to the slight creaking sound of stepping onto the steps, then the small attic on the second floor was kicked away, which made her hear the anger hidden at the moment.

He was nervously holding his neck, thinking about how to convince him to leave Chu Xuan's life next.

In the darkness, Ling Tiansu looked down at Murong Heng, whose eyes were flickering and entangled, and knew that this restless woman was beginning to think about herself again.

Ling Tiansu placed her on the bed, waved her palm lightly, and the candle that had not been burned for a long time sneered and ignited without a fire.

The faint candlelight drove the darkness of this house a little bit, and the attic on the second floor had not lived in it for a long time. Without his permission, the Kunlun slaves and Chu girls downstairs naturally did not dare to go upstairs by themselves.

Therefore, at this moment, the house always exudes this faint smell of moldy dust.

Murong Heng lowered his head, and his untied black hair fell from her shoulders, giving him a little resentful beauty.

But at this moment, she looked down at the tip of her shoes, thinking about how to use her identity and value to make Chu Xuan safer at the greatest possibility.

Although she was focused on the tip of her shoes, her attention was not on it at this moment.

A sudden glance of eyes flashed, and a shaking white thing covered the tip of his shoes.

Murong Heng stared at the swaying thing in a daze, and had to waste a lot of energy before he realized what it was.

The expression that had been tense and serious because of thinking suddenly faded away.

The eyes full of decisive and calculating suddenly emitted amazing brightness.

For a moment, she didn't dare to reach out to pick it up, but raised her head and looked at Ling Tiansu blankly, swallowed her saliva and asked, "What does the prince mean?"

Could you be putting a trap for her?

Ling Tiansu laughed, and he always maintained a free-range attitude towards Murong Heng.

At first she thought that this woman was too scheming and was clearly a princess who grew up in the people, but her methods and IQ were comparable to those of the scheming ladies in the harem.

Therefore, his attitude towards Murong Heng has always been cold and unrestrained, and he can even say that he has little favorability.

But after thinking a little deeper, I also gained a little more understanding.

He held one of her cold hands and turned it over, and then put the hard-won Di Yunyu in her palm.

Almost at the moment when the warm and cold jade pendant touched the cold palm, she suddenly held the jade pendant tightly like surprise.

So much so that her fingertips were quite strongly scratched Ling Tiansu's fingers without even notice.

Above the pale and beautiful face, it was lost and regained, and it was unbelievably joyful.

If it weren't for the touch of the palm, she almost felt that it was a dream.

Of course, Ling Tiansu once promised her that she would return the jade pendant one day.

But the importance of Emperor Yu is a fatal temptation for practitioners.

She couldn't believe that he really handed the jade pendant to her hands so easily.

Holding this imperial jade at this moment, it seemed that this was the best medicine for the world to cure wounds. I suddenly felt that the wound on my body was not so painful.

"This...really give it to me?"

Ling Tiansu smiled and said, "You hold it so tightly and don't let go. Could it be that I can still grab it back?"

Murong Heng raised his head and looked at him without commenting, "I thought... you called me over privately today, yes..."

She paused and said nothing more.

Ling Tiansu quickly continued her words and said, "Do you think I asked you to decide how to execute Chu Xuan?"

Murong Heng held the jade pendant in his hand tightly, lowered his head, and his slender and black eyelashes trembled slightly, and he did not answer.

Ling Tiansu continued: "So, now in Kyoto and even in the distance, there are many people who know your identity?"

Murong Heng nodded.

She couldn't have known what it means to reveal her identity.

Restore the country.

Behind the two words that seem very simple is a heavy burden.

Now she is just a wasteful princess with low cultivation and no background power.

So far, her identity not only won't bring him any benefits, but has not yet brought him much pressure or trouble.

But even so, he still gave her the jade.

Murong Heng thought to himself, if it were her, the handsome Li Fangchen, the Chu man, who was the hero, would have grasped this jade firmly in his palm to balance her?

Thinking of this, her heart was really full of flavors.

Ling Tiansu rubbed the wound on his abdomen, and the remaining toxicity in his body had not been pulled out, and his body was a little tired.

He leaned on the bed, pillowed his hands behind his head, and said leisurely: "Actually, I was quite surprised. In my life and death, you can still hold on here for so long, and even have a new backer, so you didn't follow him."

Murong Heng was slightly stunned, then looked back at him, his eyes a little surprised and resentful: "It turns out that in your mind, I am such a person who follows the flow."

Ling Tiansu smiled and said, "It's because you can't help it. Now you can't help it, but you can still struggle and stand firm in the rapids. This is completely different from what I saw half a year ago. In fact, when I came back, I really didn't expect you to be here."

After all, the shade tree that protected him had collapsed, and Murong Heng was a smart and very realistic person.

She is not the little princess Qin who is obsessed with refining weapons without desire, nor is she the worries of the daughter-in-law and son who are devoted to him and are only worried.

She is a slave who has a strong desire to restore the country.

From this point of view, she can even be said to have considerable ambitions, which are somewhat similar to Su Xie.

But she is not as powerful as Su Xie.

Such a restless person can still see her when she comes back.

Ling Tiansu admitted that he still hadn't figured out this woman thoroughly.

But what he wanted to say was: "It is a blessing for Chu to be able to produce a princess like you."

Sincerity without any false praise actually made the woman who was good at calculating in reality and blush slightly.

Then the light red quickly dissipated, and she laughed at herself: "The State of Chu will be gone long ago. If it were still there, I would not be a princess..."

Speaking of this, she raised her head and looked at Ling Tiansu, smiled and said, "Of course, I am not now. Now I am just a slave girl from the country."

"The deceased slave of Emperor Yu?" Ling Tiansu rarely spoke to her in a joking tone.

Murong Heng smiled, raised the Emperor Jade in his hand, and said, "Since I gave it to me, I will not return it to you again. And what I want has been obtained, aren't you afraid that I will run away?"

Ling Tiansu lazily supported his head and said, "Did you think too much about yourself? Just run away?"
Chapter completed!