She looked at him with those mysterious eyes that were really hard to see through: "Is this another secret between us?"

He held her face and kissed her intimately: "That's right, it only belongs to you and me."

Lan'er, you belong to me too.

The night was dark, and the sound of sword swinging could be heard in the quiet surroundings. The fallen leaves drew a beautiful arc in the sword he waved, like a woman dancing with water sleeves among the petals, dancing gracefully and gracefully.

What lingers is the image of that person in his mind.

——"Do you know that only Ye Yilan is favored in this harem? How can you win her over?"

——"Mother, I have my own way to deal with this matter."

Sheng doted on his woman, but she became Murong Haochen's beloved concubine.

The throne was his, and even his own woman became his. He was just a concubine, and everything he got far exceeded himself, which was really unfair.

With angry eyes and cold anger, he fiercely split the leaves in front of him into two pieces. Looking at the fallen leaves, he couldn't help but mock himself secretly and laughed up to the sky: "When will I have to fight for a woman?"

She has become less like myself. She is just a bargaining chip for my own use."

Ye Yilan, I will see you tomorrow, but we haven’t seen each other for a long time.

"Your Majesty is right if you think so."

"Why are you here?"

As soon as he saw Zi Ling coming, his anger gradually subsided.

If he hadn't gotten the information, he would never have left the palace to discuss with him.

"Now that I have infiltrated the envoys in the Northern Desert, all the princes in the palace can rest assured." He said this deliberately in order to dispel his worries and doubts about himself.

"I'm always at ease when you do things."

He nodded happily without any suspicion. He tilted his head and said thoughtfully, "On the contrary, Lan Shan hasn't made any movement yet."

"A man who loves one woman too much will never take other women seriously."

Lan Shan, you must be grateful for not telling Murong Haoli about the scandal between you and Xia Qianyi. Do you owe me a favor?

A hint of evil fondness flashed at the corner of his mouth, and then he stared at his ear with an extremely serious look: "Just in time, I have something to discuss with the prince."

Hearing this, he showed no objection and laughed loudly: "Ziling, you are worthy of being my military advisor."

His eyes were full of disdain, and he clenched his fists rebelliously.
Chapter completed!