After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 733 That Xiaojiu...do you love him?
The marriage between the Princess Regent of the Yanjing Dynasty and the monarch of the Southwest Dynasty was the most sensational event in recent times.

Everyone went to congratulate, but they were stepping on time, and some people came in a hurry, it seemed that it was precisely to prevent this big wedding.

Yin Jiuqing returned to the palace alone, and before she could sit down, Shan Shan handed her a letter with a complicated expression.

"Who gave me the love letter?"

The corner of Coral's mouth twitched slightly, and said helplessly, "Young Master, let's see for yourself."

She snorted softly and opened the letter. When she saw the familiar writing on it, she froze for a moment.

"Ah..." A sigh overflowed her lips, she put the letter away, turned around and walked out of Changle Palace.

Chongyang followed silently in the dark, but did not show up.

He was originally a secret guard, but due to some reasons, he became a bodyguard who followed closely, but his ability to hide was not lost after all.

On the surface, this Southwest Dynasty seems to be calm, but in fact, the dark tide is raging.

The young master has been doing all kinds of bad things and offending many people. There are a lot of people who want her life in this world.

Yin Jiuqing walked out of the palace majestically, asked passers-by, and then walked towards Chenxiang Tower.

When I first arrived in the Southwest Dynasty, I was not very familiar with everything here.

The night is as cool as water, the bright moon hangs high, the bead curtains are lightly rolled, and the jade hooks are hung idle.

Yin Jiuqing walked into the inn slowly, and when he came to the door, before he knocked on the door, he heard the melodious sound of a piano coming from inside.

The sound of the piano is euphemistic and continuous, like a mountain spring meandering from a deep valley, flowing slowly, the sound of the piano is around the ears, and the heart is trembling.

Taking a deep breath, she pushed open the closed door.

She saw the man sitting by the window at a glance.

The beautiful and flexible sound of the piano flowed out from his fingers, like silk flowing through his heart, soft and peaceful, soft and comfortable.

And the sound of the piano stopped abruptly the moment she came in.

The shadow of fleeting years, the singing of the wind, the elegance of the moon, the endless words, the broken strings, the blood of the fingers, the frozen annual rings, the sound of the piano echoes in the bleak place.

"Xiao Jiu..." He stared at her, and uttered two words awkwardly, broken into pieces, as if his throat had been cut by a sharp knife.

Yin Jiuqing closed the door and came to him slowly, her eyes were clear and indifferent, "What's the matter?"

After experiencing many partings and ups and downs, she understood a truth that her life was full of uncertainties from the very beginning.

Keeping him by his side will kill him sooner or later.

At this moment, she didn't understand that pushing away a person who was infatuated with delivery was the real harm to him.

"Are you...really going to marry the monarch of the Southwest Dynasty?"

In a word, he asked cautiously, for fear of offending her, but he felt unwilling if he didn't ask.

After traveling thousands of miles, he didn't do it to congratulate her, but just to listen to her heartfelt feelings.

"Yes." Under his expectant eyes, she said a word firmly.

In an instant, he only felt that his heart was overgrown like weeds, and it was actually painful to the bone.

Under the slightly worn monk robe, his hands clenched into fists, "Then Xiaojiu...do you love him?"

"do not love."

There was hope in his eyes, and he gently held her hand, "Then Xiaojiu won't marry?"

(End of this chapter)