Therefore, he stood up, walked to Su Yunchu and looked straight into Su Yunchu's eyes. "Yunchu, you I know, have never been so indecisive and indecisive. You dare to love and hate, and never be vague. You don't have to deceive yourself. I can see that you are different from King Jing."
Su Yunchu didn't look at Chen Ziming's eyes, but turned a little, "what if he dares to love and hate? Now, it's not me who retreats! It's him!" moreover, thinking of Murong yuan's last words when he broke into her house that night and all kinds of things that happened later, Su Yunchu had a trace of chagrin and irritability, "what's more, he did something he shouldn't do!"
Then she turned to look at Chen Ziming, "well, don't talk about these things. He is a royal nobleman. Haven't we four families in Jiangnan never offended the royal family?"
Chen Ziming looked at Su Yunchu and didn't want to say more. After all, he just said, "Yunchu, look at everything with your heart, not your eyes and ears."
Su Yunchu didn't know why, so he looked at Chen Ziming.
Chen Ziming smiled and shook his head. He wanted to stretch out his hand to stroke the broken hair blown by the wind in front of her forehead behind her ears, but when his hand reached the middle, he just stretched out his hand and patted Su Yunchu on the shoulder. "No matter what you do, we always support you."
Su Yunchu stopped talking and smiled.
Through Su Yunchu's figure, Chen Ziming looked at another half open and half closed window diagonally opposite the half open window.
He didn't understand what Murong yuan was like. However, he didn't know what song Yan respected Murong yuan at the beginning. He also understood that if a person really lived in her heart, it would be of great significance to her.
He didn't want to explore whether Murong yuan had taken root in Su Yunchu's heart unknowingly as early as song Yan had no fear of talking to Su Yunchu about Murong yuan and every battle between Daxin and Beiliang. In the end, he felt good as long as she was happy.
On the other side, Chen Ziming looked away from the window, but Yan Yishan patted himself on the chest. "It's dangerous. He was almost seen. Su Yunchu is already a monster. Unexpectedly, Chen Ziming, who is famous in the south of the Yangtze River, is not a simple one."
Then he looked at Murong Ze, who was "peeping" with him as if nothing had happened, "Oh, do you think so? I think the two are talented and beautiful. They are not a good match. No wonder Jing and the princess broke off their engagement with LV Lu shortly after they returned to Beijing. Indeed, they had foresight. If they were really with LV Lu, they would be ruined!"
Yan Yishan spoke eloquently, and he didn't forget to sigh, "unfortunately, if it weren't for Chen Ziming, in fact, I think, with my handsome posture of heaven and man, king and Princess may not be able to pay attention to me, alas..." he said, and sighed at the right time.
However, Murong yuan on the other side listened to Yan Yishan's words one by one, but his face became more and more ugly. Murong Ze first found the chilly chill. He pulled Yan Yishan's and pretended to laugh obviously, "ha ha, your joke is not funny at all."
However, Yan Yishan was a dead pig, not afraid of boiling water. He only glanced at someone who was about to break out, "how can I be kidding? I think it's not bad. I don't know that some people, who feel uncomfortable, still find their brothers in the military camp. They pity a group of brothers of blue eagle who have suffered for a month..."
As he said that, he also made a serious sigh. It was cold. Murong yuan's voice seemed to be frozen. It came from the faint, "have you said enough?"