Chapter 329: Empathy

Chapter 329, empathy
Murong Xue nodded, the hero saved the beauty, the beauty made a difference, and made a good story...
"When it comes to heroes to save the United States, this king suddenly remembers that Yi Chen has saved you..." Jing Lao Wang said with a slight smile, his eyes were full of ridicule.
what? Night Yi dust saved her?
Murong Xuehu looked suspiciously at night and looked at the night. The night Yipeng always hated her and said that he harmed her. She believed that he would save him...
"When is this happening?" She didn't have any impression at all.
Jing Lao Wangye’s eyebrows picked and picked, and said:
Strict calculations should be a decade ago. On that day, it’s the royal feast of the palace. You don’t know how, run away, your parents, relatives and friends. Friends, palace ladies, eunuchs, guards looking around, later, Yi Chen found a coma in a small corner of a remote palace. At that time, your little face was frozen and red, all cold and cold, all It’s getting frozen...

Murong Xue tried to think back, there is still no such memory in the memory of the original Lord: "I can't remember it."
"You were only four years old at the time, naturally it was not a note." Jing Lao Wang did not agree with the laughter and heard that Murong Xue slightly narrowed his eyes. Ten years ago, four years old, that was not her cold poison year: When Jing Wangye found me, did I have a cold poison?"
The night blew his eyes sinking and he nodded gently: "Yes!"
Murong Xue’s eyes condensed:
The King of Jing can know, who gave me the cold poison?

"I don't know." Night Yichen shook his head: "When the king walks to the temple, there is only one person there."
Murong Xue eyes cold and cold: So, she is a cold poison in the palace, the palace is heavily guarded, and the miscellaneous people simply can't get in, and the poison of her is the guard of the palace? Eunuch? Or is it the minister who went to the banquet?
"This is the West Lake Longjing, look at your taste!" The voice of indifference sounded, a well-defined hand, pushed a cup of hot tea in front of her, hot air straight to the tip of the nose, tea is pleasant.

Thank you!
Murong Xue said faintly, looking up at the night and dust:
Thank you for the help of Jing Wangye’s life!

"It’s just a matter of raising your hand, you don't have to be polite!" The night whispered lightly, and the sharp eyes were dark as ink.
Murong Xue’s mouth was bent and he was about to open his mouth. There was a sudden unbelievable sound outside the door!
"Who?" The night's dust fingers flicked, and the powerful internal force flew out. The ‘砰’ sound opened the door and hit the outsiders.
A sly figure was hit to the ground, and the screaming screams penetrated the clouds and rang through the clouds: "Ah!"
Murong Xue looked around and saw a young woman falling on the floor. She wore a soft smoky scent of lavender. The skirt was embroidered with fresh jellyfish flowers. The black hair was combed into a delicate horse-riding horse. Fufeng Ruoli, the beautiful little face of the country, is a mysterious Qinbei princess Qin Yuyan.
Night Yi Chen looked at her, and the bottom of the brilliance flashed disappointingly: "What are you doing here?"
"I came to the tea house to drink tea. When I heard you in this elegant room, I came over. I didn't expect...you were meeting the guests..." Qin Yuyan stood up slowly under the support of the little palace girl.
Her sobbing voice, broken and broken, a small face pale and bloodless, tears in the eyes without focus, like a real wife of the famous media, saw the husband and other women have Dyeing in general, very poor!
During that period, Ai Ai was very pitiful. When the wind blows, it will fall into a weak appearance. It looks like Murong Xue’s eyebrows and faintly said:
I still have something to do, take the first step, Jing Lao Wang, Jing Wangye, leave!

The thing between Qin Yuyan and Yuyue Dust, they look at it, she is an outsider, too lazy to manage, and no interest in management.
Murong Xue crossed the Qin Yuyan, walked out of the room, walked down the wooden ladder, step by step, step by step...
Night Yichen stood at the door of Ya's room and watched her walk out of the tea house. She walked into the crowd and disappeared. The bottom of the scene flashed a complicated look. She looked at Qin Yuyan: "If you can't see your eyes, don't wander outside." Come, send the Princess Qin back to the government."
In the low and low voice, there was indifference and alienation. Hearing the body of Qin Yuyan, the big tears overflowed the eyelids and flowed down his cheeks: "Yi Chen, are you, I am abandoning me..."
The face of the night is so dark and gloomy: "What are you talking about?"
"If you don't dislike me, why are you so anxious to condemn me back to the government? I just got the courage to come out once..." Qin Yuyan tears: her eyes are invisible, she usually does not dare to come out to meet people...
"You are in poor health, not suitable for staying outside for a long time!" The night is not salty and not a light back to her.
"Really? You condemned me, not to chase Rong Xue..." Qin Yuyan looked at the direction of the night dust for a moment, and the bottom of the flashed a little bit of hope.
The night dust frowned slightly: "Of course not..."
"If it is not, don't confess the jade smoke back to the government, let's have a rare reunion, it's better to go to the restaurant in front to use lunch!" With a gentle smile, Jing Lao Wang Hao helped his hand and walked. Come over, a small face is bright and moving.
Jing Lao Wang’s sharp eyes swept through Qin Yuyan and fell to Jing Lao Wang’s body:
You have been here for a long time, and the election has just appeared, just to destroy it?

"The prince tells the little hero who saved the beauty ten years ago, but wants to combine Yi Chen and Murong Xue?" Jing Lao Wang Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at Jing Wang, and he did not do anything to do the bad things.
"What is it?" Jing Lao Wang slanted to Jing Wang Wang, and his eyes were cold.
Jing Lao Wang’s anger:
Mu Rongxue is not throwing away the dust, why don’t you want to come back?

"What do you know? This king meets them, and naturally has the king's truth." Jing Lao Wangye looked gloomy and cold and cold.
"I don't understand, you know best." Jing Lao Wang squatted with Jing Wang, saying: "But, Yi Jin's marriage, I can do half of the Lord, as long as I disagree, Murong Xue wants to marry. Jinjing Wangfu!"
Jing Lao Wang’s face was gloomy and cold.
This is your son’s wife, not your wife. Before you go to the house, why not ask your son, which woman does he like?

Jing Lao Wang Hao did not agree: "I love the dust, isn't it jade smoke?" Everything that Yi Chen did for jade smoke, she looked at her heart.
Looking at her arrogant face, Jing Lao Wang dismissed contempt: "Then ask him personally, the one he is now in his heart, or Qin Yuyan."
Jing Wang Wang Yi, a look at the night to the dust: "Yi dust, you do not empathize, do you love?"
(End of this chapter)