The black-bellied prince is all over the city

Chapter 18 The Bane

"Feiye?" Ziyun knelt down and stroked the cat's head. Feiye didn't frowned, but raised his head meekly to let her stroke it.

"En." Qingcheng responded lightly. "Names have to be used... well, cats are fine."

Feiye grunted in agreement.Ziyun looked at the gate that was closed by Qingcheng, and there were still people moving outside the door, she shook her head, "If you want to start over but can't forget the past, it is bound to be very painful, Qingcheng."

Qingcheng hooked her lips, "I never thought of forgetting the past. Never. I changed my face just to give myself a new chance. I just want to kill him with my own hands... that's all."

There is no way to open tonight.Ziyun bypassed Qingcheng and went upstairs to rest, the night outside Luoyan Pavilion was getting darker, but the inside of the pavilion was completely silent.Qingcheng was lying in the hall, as if she had fallen asleep, her brows were peaceful.

If he can be saved, even if it means giving up everything he has, Ziyun wants to try for him.She grew up in the frost and cold rain, suffered all kinds of humiliation and blindness, struggled in the bustling, lost everything, and gained everything again.He has been cautious to a certain extent, and he has never found a trace of warmth.Some are just hypocrisy and hypocrisy.

She also longed for someone to love her and love her, but in the green gauze tent, men can say all the sweet words in the world, once the gentle coat is stripped off, the remaining coldness is enough to freeze her heart through.At that time, she knew that it was impossible for her to meet someone she could truly love in her whole life.

Meeting Qingcheng, thinking about it now, even if it was his careful arrangement and use, she is still grateful.However, she didn't regard Qingcheng as a person she admired, but loved him as her younger brother.Seeing him for the first time, he was so downcast and still so beautiful, it was just one of the reasons why she kept him.

Another reason is that he resembles his younger brother who was "lost" in the crowd.More than ten years ago, she and her younger brother fled as scapegoats, desperately trying to evade everyone who followed them.

Those people knew her face, but they didn't know her younger brother. In order not to hurt her younger brother, she deliberately squeezed into the crowd during the Lantern Festival and let go of her brother's tight grip on her hand.Leaving him alone in the sea of ​​people looking for crying.

Since then, never seen again.I don't even know if I'm alive or dead.Her heart, which had been hardened by time, was still cracked by the appearance of Qingcheng.She thought she could finally make up for what she owed her brother.

Little did they know that what Qingcheng brought was her doom.When turning into the corridor, Ziyun couldn't help but look back.Feiye lay obediently beside Qingcheng, like a little snowball.I gave it my previous name to remind myself all the time, right?

I don't want to let myself go too far, sink too deep, and forget the original purpose.Even if he refuses to admit it, Ziyun can tell that Qingcheng has already moved his heart after being in the entertainment for so long.As for King Ye, she hadn't met several times, and what she had was just rumors.

After thinking about it carefully, it is now the nineteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, and the New Year is approaching.I heard that every year on New Year's Eve, the most joyful and noisy day, Prince Ye's mansion is completely silent.In the New Year, when all the servants are sent back and no one is left around, it is... the best time to face yourself.

With this status, there will be too many constraints, too many eyes staring at oneself, too many worries can only be buried in the heart, and no one can talk to them.There is nowhere to untangle.

It is also a kind of pity.

After an unknown amount of time, Qingcheng woke up, only to feel a chill piercing her back into her bones.Feiye had already found a warm place to rest by herself.He looked at the dark sky, and went to his room to get two bamboo tubes.Out of the backyard.

When he came to Murong Xiye's palace, he saw the burning candles in the study as expected.The person inside rests his chin on his right hand, holds some scroll in his left hand, and reads intently.His fingertips were rhythmically tapping the pages of the book, the candlelight reflected his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his thin lips were slightly raised.

The curvature of the corner of the lips made Qingcheng's heart move slightly inexplicably, wanting to kiss it down.He patted his face to wake himself up, and the people in the room finally raised their eyelids, "Since they're all here, why bother to be blown by the cold wind outside?"

Sure enough, he found out early in the morning, damn it!How could he hide himself so well that outsiders couldn't see the clues at all?

He jumped in from the window, and the bamboo tube collided in his hand, making a dull sound. "Qingcheng is afraid of disturbing the prince's elegance."

"Where is there any Yaxing in the middle of the night?" He squinted and smiled at Qingcheng Xiemei, "some of them are just... evil thoughts."

However, he didn't move, he didn't intend to get close to Qingcheng, even his posture didn't change, and his eyes returned to the scroll he was reading just now.

"Since I came here, Xi Ye, you haven't read it. I want to know what is on this page that makes you read it so fascinated." With a fright, he quickly withdrew his hand and threw the scroll to the corner.

"It's nothing... just an ordinary book." He explained with a stiff smile.Qingcheng only caught a glimpse of the word "Yang".Presumably Murong Xiye has the habit of recording what he has done.There will be a lot of evidence when the incident is revealed in the future.

Qingcheng pursed her lips on purpose, "Xi Ye, you must be reading some forbidden books..."

Murong Xiye really restrained the nervousness in his eyes, and rolled his eyes by the way, "This king is not such a superficial person! But you, you will soon become the son-in-law of General Qingyang, and you dare to come to this king, don't be afraid This king strangled you to death and hung you at the gate of the general's mansion?"

"Xi Ye... Even if you say that, what Yang Qiyue said is true?" Qingcheng never doubted Yang Qiyue's words at first, after all, she still has status, so it is not difficult to make a request to Emperor Jinyun.However, Yang Yigui is a general with a prominent status, how could he easily agree to let an actor into his house?

"Why aren't you called Wang Ye? Is this king familiar with you? You are almost against this king. It's not appropriate to call me this king's name?"

A few days ago, I just made myself change my words, but now I made myself change it back. I have never been arrogant, and even the arrogant prince would be jealous. "Xi Ye!" He called again in a fit of anger.Across the table, Murong Xiye stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, his eyes were burning, "It's nice to say it from your mouth."

Immediately shook his head again. "Someone has advised me a long time ago that if I can't keep it, I can't keep it. I disobeyed God's will and can only plant the root of disaster. Let myself suffer the consequences. I have already missed it time and time again." He closed his eyes, trying to cover up The sadness in his eyes.

"I don't know if you, Qingcheng, are the cause of disaster."