After hearing this, my heart, which was originally peaceful, suddenly became restless and uneasy. The hand that seemed to be clenched slowly dropped from his neck.

Is there a flaw in this matter that he noticed? Or...

Perhaps, he was just suspicious, that's why he tested himself like this?

Seeing her lost look, Murong Haochen stretched out his hand to knead her cheeks, placed it next to her ear, kissed her softly and gently, and called out in a gentle voice: "What are you thinking about?"

She gradually came back to her senses, but her eyes kept looking ahead dimly and colorlessly, and she asked calmly: "Han Xin, are you really still alive?"

She had never dared to look at him, just because she was afraid that she could see her guilty conscience at a glance. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and nothing could escape his eyes.

"I sent someone to monitor Ye Mansion that night, you won't blame me, right?" He kept looking at the side of her face with doting eyes, holding it tightly and tenderly with both hands.

It would be great if she could always be peacefully in his arms. It seems that he is used to seeing her sometimes coquettish and angry look. Only in this way can he love everything about her more.

She is like a white magnolia, pure and without any embellishment. She does not want this flower to be stained with blood because of the right and wrong in the harem.

Surveillance?

Sure enough, he was still suspicious, otherwise he wouldn't have done what he had always hated - surveillance.

Shaking his head slightly, he smiled calmly: "How come? Han Xin is alive, which can prove my innocence."

Turning to look at his firm eyes, he looked closely and asked: "It seems that you have a solution, right?"

Since he knows that Han Xin is still alive, he will naturally try his best to clear his name.

He nodded with a half-smile, and sighed sadly: "That day when you left in anger, I talked to her. She also told her that the person who set up this plan was the person who held you hostage that night. And that day

People have always belonged to Fourth Brother. However, I am curious about who that person is?"

That day, even she herself was curious as to why she knew that she was still alive.

It was learned from this that she knew all this was a plan, but she still followed it. So she gave herself the drug to fake death, which was also a trap, but she didn't know that this would harm Lan'er.

Even that letter, she had no idea about.

Listening to what she said, although there was a slight flaw in it, it was so thorough that I couldn't get started.

Since she designated that person as the murderer, regardless of whether it was true or false, for the sake of Lan'er's innocence, he could only take advantage of her plan first.

"Did you force her to question her? Or what conditions were negotiated?"

Although what Han Xin said, everything was left to Zi Ling. Presumably, they must have discussed it between themselves.

This life for a life was actually giving his life in exchange for his own freedom. He also told Han Xin that the person Haochen said was Murong Haoli. He always felt that there was something fishy about this matter.

Even if he is dead, the person behind the scenes is still in the dark. His words will shift all Haochen's attention to Murong Haoli. Then Haochen will be wary of him.

This is indeed a far-reaching strategy.

He pinched the tip of her nose teasingly and smiled fondly: "It seems that I can't hide anything from you."

Indeed, if she had not been forced by him, she would not have told her the truth so easily.

After all, she knows better than anyone else what is more important.

"I promised her to dissolve the marriage, but I also asked her to promise me one thing: Bei Mo will never invade Xuandu."

Dissolution of marriage?

Han Xin, did she really agree?

But I always feel like this...

She frowned and looked at him with a hint of suspicion: "Are you hiding something from me?"

Looking at the red mark on her neck, an affectionate look appeared in the corner of her eyes. She couldn't help but attached it, took a careful peck, and smiled gently: "Why, do you think I'm lying to you?"

His tender eyes have been lingering on her body, and it is enough to only love her in this life. The oath she wants, or even anything she wants, will be satisfied one by one.

I don't know if her heart can truly tolerate him.

He sighed secretly and smiled helplessly: "No, I think everything went too smoothly?"

He didn't have the slightest doubt about the authenticity? Or...

She shouldn't doubt what he did. After all, he did things in an orderly manner, so why bother with such minutiae.

"But no matter what, this matter must end." He looked at her with admiration, held her cheek with one hand, and kissed her cheek affectionately. "I don't want my Lan'er to spend the rest of her life.

All as slaves."

She tapped his forehead lightly with her fingertips, pretending to be angry and said: "If you put me in the cold palace, why should I care about this?"

After hearing this, I secretly felt guilty for her.

In this regard, he himself did not do a good enough job. If he locked her up in the cold palace, perhaps the previous disputes would cease to exist.

Look at her pretending to be angry, looking at her with doting eyes, and whispering softly: "You don't care about these identities at all, what you care about is my heart, right?"

Hearing this, Ye Yilan lowered her eyes to avoid his scrutiny, and whispered to herself: "I don't care who tells you."

Hearing her duplicitous words, she pretended to sigh leisurely, with a hint of a secret smile in her eyes: "You have a place in your heart, and I will return to you."

Your heart has a place to live, and my Tong has returned?

Those confused eyes raised slightly and looked at him. They secretly murmured: So this is not true?

Hold her hand and put it in your heart, letting her feel your sincerity: "I have you in my heart, but your heart is back?"

"Have you seen..." Seeing him smiling and saying nothing, I felt extremely sure in my heart. My fingertips lightly touched his chest and hummed. "That girl Caifeng, she does everything.

You said. You keep saying good things about you, but I don’t think you are so good."

She never expected that Caifeng would show him the random poem she wrote that day, and there was no doubt about what she said to herself.

They can see through him, why can't they see through him? Is it the wall in their hearts that has always been there?

"Do you really think I'm not treating you well?" The smile that had just been on his lips disappeared calmly after hearing these words. "I will now issue an edict to make you a noble concubine."

"You are so ridiculous." Seeing him trying to get up, he stopped him. With his serious look, I was really afraid that he would act crazy.

He stroked her hair and said anxiously: "You don't want the position of queen, and you don't want the title of concubine either. What do you want?"

What do you want?

What do I want? You never knew. What do I want all along?

"I only want you, and I am the only one beside you." His firm eyes were without any flaws or stains. He was the emperor, the emperor of the world. How could she force him, otherwise she would offend the Holy Power.

Holding his neck with both hands, burying your head deeply into his neck, he whispered: "I know, you can't do it now. But in the future, when you do it, give me these so-called

promise."

"It seems that I really can't talk about this in front of you." He lowered his eyes at her entangled look, but he couldn't hug her body tightly for fear of the wound on her back. He clasped his hand tightly in her hair.

In the silk room, I smelled the refreshing fragrance. "I can't blame you for your anger."

Standing up from his arms, a snickering whisper whispered in his ear: "The emperor has made this slave happy, and I will wait for the emperor to go to bed tonight."

Hearing this, he frowned and looked at her carefully, pretending to chuckle and said: "A slave is quite courageous."

Murong Haochen's eyes flashed with a cunning smile, and he raised his eyebrows and smiled secretly. He bit her neck off guard and sucked it very gently.

She grasped his sleeves tightly with both hands, and a faint numbness came from her neck, gradually spreading into her heart.

She suddenly stood up from him, covering the place where he had left her bite with her hands, biting her lips shyly and looking down at her.

Seeing this, Murong Haochen stared at her with some confusion. He just wanted to touch her, but instead avoided her.

"What, now you're not even allowed to touch me?"

It's not that she doesn't want to touch it, but she has a knot in her heart. If she continues to tolerate him, maybe he will...

Seeing that she remained silent, he held her in his arms regardless of whether she wanted to or not, and said softly: "You have something to say, can't you tell me? Tell me what I did wrong.

,I will pay attention to it in the future."

"Tell me, you do this because you are afraid that I will leave you one day?"

In fact, she was also afraid of his leaving.

"If you leave, I will naturally chase you to the end of the world. I'm afraid that your heart won't tolerate me. Naturally, I have to be very good to you, and then you will rely on me." In fact, in his heart, what he fears most is her leaving.

.Can’t even grasp the heart, let alone a human being.

There was a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth, and he slightly raised: "Perhaps, you may think that if an emperor does this, would it be disrespectful to his dignity? In fact, this is not dignity, this is the strongest feeling for the one he loves. As long as she

Have a good time, it's all worth it."

Is it all worth it?

In fact, there were some things that he really didn't care about at all. Perhaps, all this was just because he couldn't let it go.

Her warm eyes were filled with tears. She said patiently: "What about you, have you ever been happy? When I'm angry, you comfort me, but have you ever been tired?"

Murong Haochen, you have been tolerating everything from beginning to end, but I am always doubting your feelings for me.

When I think about it carefully, I realize that I did some things unreasonably.

"No."

All of this was done willingly by him, so naturally he would not care about it.
To be continued...