Rong Yu spoke again, and this time Zhuge Mingkong listened really clearly. Looking at Rong Yu's beautiful face, thinking about how he prevented revenge that day, Zhuge Mingkong's expression became even more indifferent. She picked up the

Put the paper into the fire pot and burn it, and then said in a cold voice: "I won't marry."

Three words clearly explained her mood at this time, and also made clear the impossibility between them. She would rather find someone who loves her than marry Rong Yu. She will never forget what happened that night.

"Zhuge Mingkong, do you want to resist the decree?" Rong Yu looked at her gently and asked softly. Then he looked at Annuan and Yunjing, and said warmly: "Yunjing, Annuan

, you take everyone out, she and I need to talk!"

"Okay, I'll go out." Yun Jing quickly stood up and glanced at Zhuge Mingkong and Rong Yu. There was a trace of worry in his narrow eyes. Then he looked at Rong Yu and said, "I have recognized the prince."

I have made Zhuge Mingkong my younger sister, and I am going to let my father decree to make her Princess Huichen, Rong Yu, please be patient, she is a princess now."

"I understand, hurry up and get out." Rong Yu replied warmly, and then looked at Ang Nuan leading the maid, and added: "Close the door."

After a while, only Rong Yu and Zhuge Mingkong were left in the mourning hall. Rong Yu looked at her quietly, while Zhuge Mingkong just burned the paper quietly, not even looking at Rong Yu.

In the quiet mourning hall, there is a gloomy atmosphere, and the white cloth hanging all over the room looks lonely and quiet at this time. The burning paper in the brazier returns to darkness after gaining a little bit of heat. Among the two accompanying coffins,

It seems to have a strong look and longing for the deceased.

I don't know how long it took, but Rong Yu slowly stretched out his hand and said softly: "Zhuge Mingkong, I miss you very much."

Before Rong Yu's hand touched Zhuge Mingkong, she stood up suddenly and stepped back, as if she didn't want to get too close to him.

The dark eyes looked at Rong Yu quietly. In Zhuge Mingkong's eyes, there was both indifference and accusation. There was a deep alienation from Rong Yu on Qingcheng's face.

"Prince Anling, men and women are not intimate, please respect yourself." Zhuge Mingkong said coldly, with complete alienation, complete indifference, and complete letting go in his words. She always called Rong Yu by her name directly, but now she didn't

I don’t want to call him by his name either.

Because she has given up on Rong Yu.

Even though she had this person in her heart, she gave up.

"Do you really have to stay away from me like this?" Rong Yu's jade-like eyes looked at her quietly, with unspeakable loneliness and loneliness in his eyes, and a slight smile on his beautiful face, but

It was so lonely, as if everything had been lost.

"Rong Yu, when you don't allow revenge, a gap has been drawn between us that can never be crossed. We are destined to stand on both sides of the gap. Even if you chase me, I have decided to go in the opposite direction." Zhuge Ming

Kong said coldly, and there seemed to be nothing but coldness in his cold eyes.

"Rong Yu, I like you. I really liked you once. But, you personally made me throw away that love."

"Really?" Rong Yu asked warmly. He slowly walked towards Zhuge Mingkong. His dark jade eyes were like the deep dark night, which made people feel a little dreamy.

Seeing Rong Yu walking into her, Zhuge Mingkong didn't even retreat at all. She knew that she would have to face what she had to face sooner or later. Rong Yu and her would eventually have to come to an end.

This relationship that has just begun must come to an end.

When he was one step away from Zhuge Mingkong, Rong Yu stopped. His dark jade eyes looked deeply at Zhuge Mingkong, and the thick darkness in his eyes seemed to swallow her into his body and merge into one.

"Zhuge Mingkong, have you really given up on your love?" Rong Yuying's beautiful lips opened and closed slightly, and her voice was as soft and gentle as dew falling on the petals.

"Yes!" Zhuge Mingkong nodded without hesitation, without even a second's hesitation.

Rong Yu looked at her and slowly stretched out his hand to hold her hand. The moment he touched it, he clearly felt the strangeness of her fingers. The ten fingers were tightly held together, like interlocking fingers that would never be separated.

"Since I have held these hands, I will never let go. Zhuge Mingkong, I will not let you escape from my hands." Rong Yu's tone was gentle and serious, persistent and firm. He approached Zhuge Ming.

Sora held her tightly in his arms.

A slightly cool temperature, a gentle embrace, and the delicate fragrance of lotus. This was the feeling Rong Yu had when he hugged her. His uncontrollable heartbeat was accelerating. Zhuge Mingkong raised his hands in an instant, wanting to hug her tightly.

Live with Rong Yu, hug him tightly, feel him, hold him tightly.

However, the scene before Zhuge Zhengzong's death was magnified in her mind, and the bright red blood and the breath of death seemed to swallow her completely in an instant.

No matter how uncontrollable her heart was when facing Rong Yu, she could no longer hug him tightly. Although their bodies were hugged tightly, there was the body of Zhuge Zhengzong in the middle.

"Rong Yu, let me go, I don't want to be close to you anymore." Zhuge Mingkong said firmly, and his slightly raised hands were helplessly put down.

She was fascinated by Rong Yu's slightly cool body temperature, but Zhuge Zhengzong's corpse cut off all this.

"It doesn't matter. If you take one step back, I will take two steps forward. If you take ten steps back, I will take eleven steps forward. If you take one hundred steps back, I will take one hundred and one steps forward. So no matter how far away you are from me,

Far away, I will chase you closely and hug you." Rong Yu's gentle voice is like the soft sunshine of March, warm and soft, making people's hearts soften.

After Zhuge Mingkong listened to his words, his heart couldn't help but soften, but soon he became cold again. Even if they chased each other one more step, it would be impossible for them to be together.

"Rong Yu, let me go."

"Don't let go."

"Let me go."

"Don't let go."

"Let me go."

"Don't let go."

"Let me go."

"Don't let go."

"If you don't want me to hate you, just let me go."

"You have me in your heart, how can you hate me?"

"If you want to hate, you can hate it."

"Really?" Rong Yu said gently. He let go of Zhuge Mingkong and looked at her with his dark jade-like eyes, with a hint of unknown emotion in his eyes. He put his hand on Zhuge Mingkong's face,

He held her face and came closer: "I want to kiss you."

"No..." Zhuge Mingkong hadn't refused yet, and Rong Yu's cherry blossom-like lips covered hers. The faint lotus fragrance became rich on her lips, and her slippery tongue was like a small snake, sliding into Zhuge's lips in an instant.

In Ming Kong's mouth.

"Uh...uh...uh..." Zhuge Mingkong struggled, but Rong Yu held her tightly. His slightly cold body was close to Zhuge Mingkong's slightly warm body, and in an instant she felt as if she was half melted.

, soft and abnormal.

Rong Yu's tongue lingered in her mouth, like a wave sweeping over her, making her completely immersed in his strong offensive. Every part of her mouth was swept by him like a violent wind, and it seemed that here

It is the territory he occupies, and he wants to possess it absolutely. Every place he touches has an extremely strange feeling, like being poisoned by a poppy.

He was as confused as ever, with an indescribable addiction. When Rong Yu's soft tongue wrapped around hers, she was completely bewitched by his poppy-like appearance.

The hand that had been resisting him now tightly wrapped around his neck. Her hand inserted into his hair unconsciously, pressing Rong Yu into her hard, making contact with her tightly.

.The bodies of the two people are like lotuses that will never be separated. They have one stem and two flowers. They have the same root, the same blessing, the same life, and the same heart.

The lingering tongues were constantly intertwined, plundering each other, getting closer to each other, and possessing each other. Zhuge Mingkong felt as if he was taken to the top of the clouds, with soft white clouds floating around him, and his whole person was surrounded by white clouds.

, warm and soft.

I don't know when, the two tongues parted reluctantly, and Rong Yu's lips moved slightly from her lips to other places. They landed gently on Zhuge Mingkong's neck, and his tongue licked her smooth skin.

For a moment, and then sucked gently.

"Ah..." The electric current from his feet made Zhuge Mingkong moan unconsciously. The place touched by Rong Yu was itchy and comfortable. She wanted more of his touch, more of him.

touch.

"Zhuge Mingkong, Zhuge Mingkong, Zhuge Mingkong..." Rong Yu's gentle murmur was like the most beautiful love words in the world, making people addicted, but after being addicted, Zhuge Mingkong sobered up.

No matter how much she wants to indulge herself, there is still light after darkness, and alienation after waking up.

Dreams always wake up one day.

After the beautiful addiction, the wanton addiction, and the selfless addiction, you still have to wake up.

"Rong Yu, in my parents' mourning hall, do you want to rape me?" Zhuge Mingkong's cold words made Rong Yu stop his movements. His face lifted from her neck, because after the passionate kiss just now,

The beautiful lips are as seductive as painted with poppies, making people want to touch them deeply.

He looked at Zhuge Mingkong and said in a gentle and touching voice: "I really have some thoughts! However, my first time does not want to be in the mourning hall."

Then, he let go of Zhuge Mingkong and took out a bright yellow imperial edict from his clothes.

"Inherited by heaven, the emperor issued an edict to present to the union of heaven and earth, to enjoy the creation of heaven and earth. Prince Anling Rong Yu is about to marry, so he should choose a virtuous daughter and his wife. Zhuge Mingkong, the country is beautiful and fragrant, and he has married Prince Anling.

There is a previous alliance agreement, which stipulates that the two of them will get married and choose a good time to get married. I appreciate this!"

"I won't marry." As soon as Rong Yu finished reading the imperial edict, Zhuge Mingkong refused directly.

"You want to disobey the imperial edict?"

"Anyway, it's not just once or twice. If you resist the decree, just resist the decree!"

"You really don't want to marry me?"
Chapter completed!