"Yunjing, tell them to let me go." Zhuge Mingkong kept struggling, and Xingchen's shoulders were so thin that her abdomen hurt.

But Yunjing ignored her, and Xingchen completely ignored her struggles.

Walking to the carriage, Yunjing entered the carriage first, then took Zhuge Mingkong from Xingchen's shoulders and carried her into the carriage.

Along the way, Zhuge Mingkong ignored him and just stared at Yun Jing fiercely, as if he wanted to cut him into pieces and then cook and eat him.

Soon, they arrived at Prince Anling's Mansion. This time Yunjing carried her on his shoulders and carried her in from the gate.

The servants of Prince Anling's Mansion were a little confused about this situation and looked at Zhuge Mingkong and Yun Jing with doubts.

Zhuge Mingkong was on the verge of tears. When she was free, she would be the first to deal with Yun Jing and let him know that Zhuge Mingkong would definitely not have an easy time if he offended her.

Soon, they came to the green bamboo forest, passed through the green bamboo forest, and arrived at the courtyard where Rong Yu lived. When they arrived in the courtyard, they strode towards Rong Yu's room, then kicked the door open and walked into the room.

Everyone in the room was startled by Yun Jing's posture, and their eyes fell on Zhuge Mingkong who he was carrying, with disgust and resentment in their eyes. They really hated Zhuge Mingkong. But there was no way, Rong

Yu cares about her.

At this time, Rong Yu was sitting on the couch, looking quietly at the Feng Qiuhuang written by Zhuge Mingkong just now. After hearing the sound of the door being kicked, Rong Yu slowly raised his eyes and saw Yun Jing turning Zhuge

When Mingkong carried him over, he was stunned for a moment, but a glimmer of light lit up in his eyes.

Putting Zhuge Mingkong on the couch, Yunjing immediately hit his shoulders and said, "Tomorrow, you have to eat less, it's so heavy."

"Huh..." Zhuge Minggong turned his head coldly and looked to the other side, but this side happened to be facing Rong Yu, her eyes crossed his pale face, and then she turned to the other side.

"Women are so awkward!" Yun Jing put his hand on Zhuge Mingkong's face, and then turned her face so that she faced Rong Yu.

The two people's eyes met instantly, and as their eyes met, everything over the years seemed to pour out in an instant, making both of them look particularly silent.

Their eyes looked at each other quietly, and their eyes seemed to be describing a thousand emotions.

Rong Yu's eyes are as gentle as before, and her beautiful face has a gentle smile that is as deep as the years.

But Zhuge Mingkong's eyes were far-reaching, and beneath his calm expression, there were already a thousand emotions, ups and downs, and all kinds of tastes.

The two of them were silent, and the people around them were also silent, until Rong Yu's pale and beautiful lips opened and closed slightly: "Mingkong, four years ago, I'm sorry."

"Is it useful to say you're sorry? You did it anyway." Zhuge Mingkong smiled coldly. She looked at Rong Yu and asked coldly: "If you don't come to me in four years, are you going to see me?"

You want me to marry someone else? Let me fall in love with someone else. Do you think that if I remember those things, even if I think about it one day, I won't mind even if the person sleeping next to me is not you? "

Zhuge Mingkong's words made Rong Yu's gentle eyes flash with a hint of unspeakable bitterness. He sighed softly and said warmly: "I remember everything you taught me. So I think, as long as time passes,

Well, even if you remember me, you will only miss me at most and will not do stupid things for me again. I'm sorry, it's just wishful thinking on my part."

Hearing his words, Zhuge Mingkong became even more angry. She glared at Rong Yu and said, "I taught you so much, why don't you remember the good ones?"

"No matter good or bad, I remember it!"

"You remember fart!"

"I remember."

The words of Zhuge Mingkong and Rong Yu made Yun Jing on the side laugh. How could two people who looked so smart act like children when they met each other? Moreover, these words were like children quarreling.

.

However, Zhuge Mingkong didn't care about Yunjing now. She was only angry with Rong Yu. She really didn't know what Rong Yu was thinking?

Now whenever she thinks about it, if Rong Yu doesn't come to her, she will marry someone else, become husband and wife with someone else, and do things between husband and wife. Whenever she thinks like this, she feels extremely disgusted.

"I remember everything you said, whether it was the stories you told or everything you taught me." Rong Yu looked at her and said firmly.

Hearing this, Zhuge Mingkong chuckled, and then smiled coldly: "What do you remember, are you a vampire, an alien, or Sun Wukong? If you are not an alien, why should you help me decide? Romeo

Taking poison with Juliet, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai turned into butterflies, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl met once a year, Meng Jiangnu died in search of her husband thousands of miles away, Bai Suzhen suppressed the Leifeng Pagoda, I told you so many stories, which one taught you to do that?"

"Jack and Rose." Rong Yu said softly.

Zhuge Mingkong was stunned, his eyes slightly lowered, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

The people next to them were a little confused when they heard their words, but they could only stay aside quietly.

At this time, Yun Jing removed his hand from Zhuge Mingkong's face. He knew that she would not look away from him at this time. Moreover, the matter between them should be settled today.

The white curtains are pure white and clean. The breeze blowing in from the window rolls up the curtains and moves gently and slowly, making it look soft and elegant. Zhuge Mingkong lowered his head slightly, and the hair on his forehead hung slightly, looking a little messy and decadent.

Yu sat opposite her, with gentle eyes and pale face. Against the backdrop of his white robe, he looked fairer and more transparent than usual.

"Ayu." Rong Yu suddenly called her softly.

That was a name that belonged to her a long time ago.

Really, it has been a long, long time, and it has been so long that she is still her original self.

"Can you forgive me?" Rong Yu said warmly, his eyes still so gentle.

Zhuge Mingkong raised his eyes and looked at him, quietly and silently.

At this time, Rong Yu slowly pulled out a dagger from the side of the pillow, then smiled slightly at her and said: "You told me that a man always needs to pay some price to be forgiven and to leave the person he loves deeply.

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"What do you want to do?" Zhuge Mingkong's eyes widened and he looked at him in horror.

"Keep you here." Rong Yu said in an extremely calm and calm manner. At this time, her beautiful face looked like a cherry blossom in full bloom, extremely beautiful for a moment, tragically beautiful.

Then, the dagger in his hand was like a stream of light, inserted directly into his abdomen.

Suddenly, people around him surged up. Rong Yu turned his head, looked at them coldly, and said, "Get back."

"Your Majesty..." Xingchen and others no longer knew what to say at this time.

They have no idea why their prince is so obsessed with a woman like Zhuge Mingkong?

They don't understand, what's so good about a woman like Zhuge Mingkong?

"Rong Yu..." Zhuge Mingkong shook his head gently, looking at the blood on his white clothes, he no longer knew what to say.

Over the years, Rong Yu's lightness and elegance had made her forget who he once was.

During that month, he hardly thought he was a human being.

The man who scratched his own flesh and blood every day.

Rong Yu, there's nothing he can't do.

At this time, Rong Yu pulled out the dagger and inserted it into his abdomen again without hesitation. On his pale face, it seemed that only death and calm were left.

Yun Jing had never expected such a situation. He quickly helped Zhuge Mingkong untie the rope from his body. During this time, Rong Yu had already stabbed him twice more in the abdomen.

"Ming'er, hurry up and stop him." Yun Jing shouted, Zhuge Mingkong was startled, and then quickly hugged Rong Yu.

At this time, Rong Yu's hand holding the dagger stopped in mid-air, looking at Zhuge Mingkong with gentle eyes, extremely gentle.

"Mingkong." His voice was as gentle as the gently falling white snow, but also had the beautiful fragrance of red plums.

After Zhuge Mingkong heard his voice, he hugged him tighter, and his heart already hurt beyond measure.

Rong Yu.

Rong Yu.

Rong Yu.

Rong Yu.

There are only these two words left in her heart now, and she can no longer hold anything else. She never thought that Rong Yu would use this method to ask for her forgiveness.

Hurt yourself, hurt yourself.

At the same time, it also hurt her.

"A'yu, do you still remember the white-headed chant written by Zhuo Wenjun when Sima Xiangru was about to marry a concubine?" Zhuge Mingkong said softly, his voice was extremely gentle.

"Wish to win the heart of one person."

"We will never leave each other."

Rong Yu smiled softly, her smile was extremely beautiful, like red plum blossoms blooming in the white snow, pure and pure, beautiful and fragrant, as if she had poured the beauty of her whole life into it.

The dagger in his hand slowly fell onto the bed, Rong Yu's eyes slowly daggered, and her long eyelashes were like dead butterflies, lonely and beautiful.

Zhuge Minggong's eyes darkened, then he let go of Rong Yu and reached out to take off his clothes. Seeing this, Xingchen next to him immediately came over to grab her hand and said, "You are not allowed to touch the prince."

"Get lost!" Zhuge Mingkong looked at the stars coldly. In his eyes as beautiful as stars, there was an indifference and ruthlessness as if they were on the top of a snow mountain. She suddenly threw away Xingchen's hand and said with a cold smile: "

go out."

"Zhuge Mingkong, don't go too far."

Xingchen glared at her, with extreme anger in his eyes. Other people also rushed up, and at this time Yunjing changed from his usual comfortable and lazy look, looked at them coldly and said: "You all get out, otherwise if tomorrow

Tell Rong Yu that none of you will ever appear next to Rong Yu again."

Hearing this, Xingchen and others were stunned for a moment, then they all looked at Zhuge Mingkong angrily and walked out with their sleeves rolled up.

Seeing that there was no one to disturb her, Zhuge Mingkong quickly took off Rong Yu's clothes and immediately began to treat the wounds. Each of the four wounds on his abdomen was bleeding. He looked at the wounds left on the snow-white skin.

It was deeply imprinted, and Zhuge Mingkong felt regretful and regretful at this time.

Why?

Why is she so awkward?
Chapter completed!