Having seen his calm and elegant side, the queen was still a little stunned when she saw him like this. After a while, she said: "Kill Fusang, and I will help the emperor to control the military power."

After a moment of silence, Nan Lingqi suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, "Okay~" and then walked away with a puff of his sleeves.

After getting this answer, the queen should obviously be happy, but the corner of her lips curled up into a bitter smile that could not be described in words.

After an unknown amount of time, her voice echoed faintly in the empty dormitory, "Nan Lingqi, you are really terrible. A woman who falls in love with you will always be unfortunate, because you only love yourself~"

Murong Qianqian felt that the queen's words made sense. Nan Lingqi did love herself more than others, but some things seemed to be like that, but in fact they were not.

…

At this time, she and Xuanyuan Yao had crawled out from under the queen's bed and were sitting on a big tree where few people passed by, swaying their legs and talking non-stop.

"Yao Yao, I think Nan Lingqi can be described as 'three things', that is, hateful, pitiable, and pathetic. First of all, it's hateful because he keeps such a good woman by his side but forgets to cherish her.

It's pitiful that you have such a good woman by your side, but you forget to cherish her; it's so sad that you have such a good woman by your side, but you forget to cherish her."

Xuanyuan Yao put his hands behind his head, lying on the tree, and asked curiously: "Qianqian, aren't the reasons for the 'three things' you mentioned the same?"

Murong Qianqian turned her head to the side, stared with a pair of watery eyes and said: "What's the same? The tone of her words is clearly amplified, and the emphasis is different."

"Oh~ Come and listen." Xuanyuan Yao sat up slightly.

Murong Qianqian thought for a while and explained: "The first reason is that from a woman's point of view, she did not cherish this process, which then caused her to be covered in bruises, so it is hateful;

The second reason is that from a man's perspective, the process of not cherishing is emphasized, which then leads to the failure of true love, so it is pitiful; the third reason is from the ending that emphasizes the fact that there is no cherishment, which then leads to deep and shallow love, so it is pitiful. .

Yaoyao, do you think what others say is very reasonable and profound? Well~ I feel more and more that I actually have the potential to be a philosopher."

Xuanyuan Yao patiently listened to this answer. Although he thought Murong Qianqian's words were a bit logically confusing, when he thought about it carefully, it turned out to be the same thing.

Raising his hand, he patted her head gently, "Well~ I think Qianqian does have great potential, because first of all, you have the qualifications to chatter."

Murong Qianqian rolled her eyes, ignored Xuanyuan Yao's ridicule, leaned against the tree trunk and said: "Actually, life is still very strange, sometimes it's like a dream, unpredictable.

Just like one second you dreamed that you were pooping, but the next second you were sitting at the dinner table eating a big meal. At this time, you will wonder whether you wiped your butt just now?

In fact, these unimportant things are not worth worrying about at all. Forget what should be forgotten and ignore what should be ignored. For many things, just follow your heart, why bother caring so much."

This is a reasonable truth, but she has not been able to summarize it after decades of struggling in the entertainment industry. Instead, she has given an explanation of life in this strange dynasty.

Murong Qianqian recalled what kind of personality she had in the entertainment industry before. Some were strong, some were domineering, some were aloof, but she was definitely not as lively as she is now.

Yes, it’s lively!

She lives under the spotlight and in the center of the stage, so even when her career is on the rise and she is becoming the number one actress in the entertainment industry, she is still under tremendous pressure and dare not breathe a sigh of relief.

The greater a person's halo, the higher his achievements, but the easier it is to lose himself and not understand his own heart, because all his energy is devoted to pursuing success.

Murong Qianqian had to say that at that time she had a bright and beautiful outer shell, but her heart was full of holes, but she still worked hard to smile and bloom.

Until now, she has long since left her stage. Although she will miss the years when everyone was cheering for her and the moments that brought joy to the audience, at this moment she finally has her heart set.

She thought that maybe she was a little silly now~ Oh, no, it must be naive. That was because she was too pretentious in the past.

Now there are no cameras, no paparazzi, and no eavesdropping devices. We should always live a more free and easy life, using less brains and spending less thoughts.

I guess this is the case now. I have too few opportunities to use my brain, so I feel like my thinking is not working well. Hey, it seems that I have really developed into a philosopher.

The sun was shining brightly, casting dappled light spots through the layers of leaves.

Xuanyuan Yao narrowed his narrow eyes, and his blue gaze fell on Murong Qianqian's quiet face. Those clear eyes seemed to have endless affection.

What is this woman thinking? Although the metaphor she just said sounds very embarrassing, the principle of "follow your heart" is quite good.

"Qianqian, are you describing Nan Lingqi? Do you think he didn't follow his heart, which led to what you call 'three problems'?"

Murong Qianqian retracted her distant thoughts, smiled, and patted Xuanyuan Yao's shoulder with one hand, "Yao Yao, your IQ has improved a lot~"

Xuanyuan Yao has three black lines on his forehead.

At this time, a wisp of breeze swirled around her hair, and Murong Qianqian raised her hand to brush it away, "From the perspective of a love expert like me, it's not that Nan Lingqi doesn't like Fusang, but that he doesn't understand his own heart clearly.

Or maybe he saw it clearly and just felt that in principle he shouldn't like it because Fusang was a killer he trained. How could a capable ruler fall in love with a killer.

So, he tried his best to hint to himself that he didn't like it, didn't like it, didn't like it. Over time, Nan Lingqi really felt that he didn't like it anymore.

However, this is of course self-deception. Once it is late at night or under beautiful scenery on a good day, his dislike will turn into like it, so he will be angry with himself.

Gradually, this anger had no place to express and turned into hurting Fusang again and again, because only when he saw himself doing this could he get short-term psychological comfort."

Murong Qianqian swayed her legs leisurely, holding her cheek with one hand and playing with the green leaves on the branch with the other, sighing every now and then.

After a moment of silence, she spoke again: "Yao Yao, I think it's really strange for humans to be wild animals. They obviously like you but don't admit it, you obviously love each other but pretend you don't."
Chapter completed!