The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

She was afraid, afraid that one day she would never see such eyes again, although she knew that this pampering was never hers.

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Murong Yunqing is dressed in red, warm and sunny, holding a palace fan in his hand, and the fan pendant is a piece of bloody red jade worth the same price.

Different from Murong Canghai, his eyes are always filled with a glimmering light like glass, which is so dazzling that one cannot ignore it and makes one want to get close.

After he walked into the room, he raised his eyes and looked around, nodded thoughtfully, and said——

"I haven't stepped here for many years, but now it looks different. You live here, but you are still used to it. Do you feel homesick?"

homesick?Su Yueming's heart trembled slightly, no one had ever asked her this question.

Does home exist for her?

Is it far away in the Right Prime Minister's Mansion of the Great Zhou Dynasty?It was a man-eating place full of calculations and traps, and it never felt like home to her.

And this Beiyuan Prince's Mansion, not to mention, is not even her country.

She said, in a nonchalant way, "Whether I want to or not, I'm here."

After hearing her answer, Murong Yunqing leaned forward, his handsome face was almost close to Su Yueming's, he blinked——

"Because big brother spoiled others, are you angry? Or, are you jealous?"

Su Yueming wrinkled her nose and said, "You think too much, I don't have that leisurely mind."

Murong Yunqing smiled, his smile was as bright as a thousand suns, and the radiance dazzled people's eyes.

"That's all right."

"What?" Su Yueming didn't understand what he meant all of a sudden.

Murong Yunqing's eyes were already looking around, and he asked, "Where's the wild goose? Are you ready?"

"Back to the general, it has been bandaged. Maduo is feeding in the backyard. He looks very weak and eats well. I don't know if he can survive it." Qingchen from the side came forward and replied.

"Take me to take a look." Murong Yunqing hurriedly said after hearing this, and then turned to Su Yueming, "That's what you like, I'll help you save it."

This lone goose was seriously injured, Murong Yunqing's arrow pierced its body, he squatted beside the goose, lifted his hand to look at its drowsy eyelids, and opened its mouth again— —

Su Yueming also bent down to look at it, only to find that it was all contained in his mouth when it was fed, and it was blocked, and he didn't eat all of it.

"Is it on a hunger strike?" Qing Chen tilted his head and asked curiously.

Su Yueming looked at its lifeless eyes, these eyes were decadent, without the slightest will to survive, her cold heart suddenly felt a dull pain, she also bent down, raised her hand to caress its feathers, and said——

"It is too lonely. It is afraid of the feeling of not being able to find a partner and never knowing where to stop. It doesn't want to be alone anymore. It has no strength to look for it anymore. It chooses to die."

Her usual condensed voice, at this moment, was extraordinarily soft, with a hint of distress and regret.

Murong Yunqing raised her head, her eyes fell on her face, her face was glowing, as if... as if it would melt into the setting sun at any moment.

His heart moved slightly, he raised his hand, caressed her cold cheek, and said in a firm tone——

"It won't be alone. I'll revive it and find the person it cares about, okay?"