Murong Yifei snorted coldly, and didn't wait for Liu Xinmei to greet him. He found a seat and sat down. However, he had never boasted in front of others, and did not know how to speak for a moment.
Liu Xinmei looked at him with a smile: "how, don't you know that you have advantages?"
To tell the truth, Murong Yifei has a cold temper but a thin skin. As the most respected Prince of Western Chu, he has heard many praise words, but he has not remembered a word. Even if it is no good to be like him, the child must be like him. If his son is like others, isn't it a great joke? Besides, he's not that bad.
"King's status." It's an advantage he was born with.
Liu Xinmei curls her lips, but the ability to reincarnate is higher than others. It's nothing. However, it is depressing to think about it. How can there be absolute fairness under this day? They have defeated hundreds of millions of opponents and stood out in the competition of life. Why is the difference between people so great? Some people are as high as the sun, moon and stars in the sky, which can only be seen by looking up at you; some people are like dust, and their existence will be trampled by a careless foot.
"The LORD was born in the emperor's family, and his luck is better than others. Besides, your honor is not bestowed by the emperor. Are there still few relatives who have been deposed from ancient times to the present?" Wealth is nothing more than passing away. Seeing his high buildings, how can there be an immortal prosperity in this world?
Is this cursing him? Murong Yifei's sword eyebrow slightly picked, what she said was not unreasonable, but it didn't sound right to the ear. But advice is always hard to hear, although what she says may not be true advice. The wealth of the sky is beyond the Tian family, and the merciless cold and thin is also respected by the Tian family. For that chair, the affection between husband and wife, father, son and brother can all be abandoned.
Stroking her firm cheek, Murong Yifei was quite confident about his appearance. Her long and narrow eyes glared at her: "my king is also handsome."
Extraordinary eyebrows and eyes are similar to him, but the child is too small, and suffered some tribulations, momentum is far from comparable with him.
Liu Xinmei is very interested in looking at the past. His cold temperament conceals his upright facial features. In fact, if he is willing to smile, peach blossom will bloom in spring breeze. In the heart tut praise a few words, but on the surface disdain said: "if talk about the amazing, Wang Ye and the cloud king of East Wen or a little inferior. The son of heaven is not ugly even if he follows my appearance. "
Haiyun seems to have been forgotten by them. A pair of beautiful eyes swept around the two people. The couple's jade trees are facing the wind, the women are like flowers, and the children are very beautiful. It's just that the cloud king in the princess's mouth is really more handsome than the prince?
Murong Yifei's face suddenly became cold. Is Chu Linyu a human being? That's a monster! Even if he reincarnates again, he is not sure that he will surpass. But this woman at this time mentioned this person, is she already attracted by Chu Linyu's beauty?
"Liu Xinmei, you probably don't know that my king has today's status, but it's not all based on my identity. I'm also outstanding in both literature and martial arts." Murong Yifei was forced to be thick skinned, but this is not exaggeration, Murong Yifei really has real talent.
Well, Liu Xinmei believes that the royal family pays special attention to the cultivation of their descendants. Otherwise, it will be tantamount to giving up the great rivers and mountains to each other! She looked at him with a kind of admiration, and the smile on her lips was particularly brilliant: "so you can say that Wang Ye is a man who can improve his writing skills and set the world on a horse? It's a pity that if you were born in troubled times, you must have made a difference. Unfortunately, the peace of the two countries needs a woman to balance. When the prince of East Timor comes, I wonder if the South Vietnamese will follow suit? "
The marriage of Murong Yifei has a precedent since ancient times. It does not start from the Western Chu Dynasty and will not end from the Western Chu Dynasty. However, if a country is strong enough, the Royal daughter does not need to aggrieve herself. He Murong Yifei no matter how capable, should still come, should pay the same.
Murong Yifei said the same thing, and Liu Xinmei had reason to reject it. He flashed his long and narrow Phoenix eyes and asked faintly, "in the eyes of the princess, this king is inferior to others in everything?"
Liu Xinmei met his eyes, did not hide or dodge, smile like a fox cunning: "don't belittle yourself, you have the same, but the world can't match, is the individual will be willing to bow down."
Looking at this gloomy smile, Murong Yifei suddenly felt that there was a shadow over her head. Was she ready to praise him?
Several people's eyes all fall on her body, Liu Xinmei and vermilion lips slowly open, Yingsheng Yanyu said: "if anyone can make the temperature drop suddenly in the hot weather, I think it's the king."
It seems that in order to verify her words, all the people in the room have wrapped up their clothes. Murong Yifei's face seems to have been frozen, only a wooden face, not happy or angry.
Haiyun thinks that if she stays on, it will be more difficult for her to get out. Are these two people enemies? Can't speak well!
"Prince, princess, I've been out for a while. If I'm free, I'll talk to my sister again. I'll excuse you now."She was really afraid that Liu Xinmei would say something that the Lord didn't like to hear. If she knew too much, would she be killed?
Murong Yifei is eager for her to leave early. The small trees need pruning and the women need to be trained. He has been patient for a long time. This woman challenges his bottom line again and again. Do you really think he has such a good cultivation that he will never let go?
"Well." He just nodded and didn't have a word. Between him and her, there is no need to be polite, even acting.
Haiyun walked out of the room and found that her feet were soft. She waved to her maid and leaned over.
"Madame Hai, when you come out, what about my princess?" Liu ye'er is very worried.
Facing the room, Hai Yun didn't even want to say more.
"Madame Hai, my princess is not in danger?" The willow leaf son asks eagerly, just now Wang Ye's facial expression is not good-looking.
"Should... Not." Haiyun has no foundation to say.
The princess had the courage to make the prince angry, and she probably had a way to deal with it. But even if the prince was angry, she didn't think it strange, because there was nothing that the princess did not dare to say. It was a blessing or a disaster!
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