Secret Agent 3: Phoenix Dominates the World

Chapter 492 The Emperor Will Not Let Xiyao Become Princess Ling

Murong Xue knew that he wanted to find a quiet place to talk, so she didn't ask any further questions, and followed his footsteps and jumped up.

In the past two years, under her continuous hard training, her skills have gradually recovered, and she no longer needs to use needles as footsteps at such a height.

The two sat down side by side, Dongfang Ling spoke again, and continued:
"I don't want to chase, because I don't know how to deal with that person after I chase him back. Anyway, she and Xibo have a kindness with us, so I don't want to kill him heartlessly. But it is obvious that she already knows her identity. If she still keeps her It is inevitable that her identity will be known by her father and concubine Jin. She is Ah Tong's daughter, and her father will definitely take good care of her. At that time, if she makes...she makes excessive demands, it will be difficult to handle. "

"Excessive request?" She whispered, "You mean she proposed to be Princess Ling!" She knew what he was thinking, but she shook her head and said, "I don't think that kind of thing will happen. "

Seeing Dongfang Ling raised his eyebrows at him, he said again:
"Think about it, Xiyao is the continuation of Ah Tong's life. The emperor has loved Ah Tong for more than ten years, but he still couldn't get it in the end. Now that there is a replica in front of him, how can he let it go? So, Xiyao's Once the identity is revealed, Emperor Wu will definitely keep her by his side. Even if he doesn't make her a concubine, he can't watch Ah Tong's incarnation marry his son. This is a problem of human psychology, and no one can reverse it. There is no escape."

"Then chase?" He asked.

Murong Xue shook her head again, she said:

"Stop chasing. Just go! Don't be upset. Some things are predestined, and sometimes there must be something in fate."

While speaking, he scooped up a handful of snow in front of him, let the coolness soak into the bones of his hand, until he felt a little pain in his heart, then he raised his palm and let the snow fall back again.

(End of this chapter)