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"Alright, I'll take you." Nalan Ruoshi got on the horse with Lo Jinghong in his arms. Nalan Ruoshi glanced at Ouyang Fenghua, and from start to finish, Ouyang Fenghua kept his eyes straight ahead. The Yuxiao in his arms also made it seem as lonely as it was on Ouyang Fenghua's body.

That day, Lo Jinghong took Lo Jinghong away and did not return home. At night, the two of them stayed on top of the mountain, and the entire mountain full of fireflies were all sent flying by Nalan Ruoshi with just his sword energy. Lo Jinghong had never seen such a shocking scene before.

"Young Master Ruo, are you still willing to marry me?" When Lo Jinghong asked this question, both of them knew clearly that Lo Jinghong did not love Nalan Ruoshi at the moment. But what Lo Jinghong did not know was that Nalan Ruoshi actually loved Lo Jinghong miserably.

"Of course, Honger, you must remember, regardless of whether you marry me or not, whether you're willing to marry me or not. In the heart of I, Nalan Ruoshi, you're the only wife I have in this life." Nalan Ruoshi spoke very seriously, and Lo Jinghong listened very seriously as well.

In the most special courtyard in all of Capital City, a red wall coiled around, and five kilometers of plum fragrance wafted over from the inside. Waves of mournful zither music drifted over, and after a few moments of spring wind blew past, the woman's square handkerchief, embroidered with the flower of the haughty snow Plum Blossom, floated away with the wind.

"Looks like you're used to living here." The man who came could be said to be a phoenix amongst men. He had a pair of phoenix eyes, and a charming smile. He had an innate elegance to him, and even his every gesture was mesmerizing.

The woman did not respond to the man's words. She continued playing the zither in her hand as if the world was none of her business. The man was not angry, and he just sat there patiently, waiting for the woman.

After a long time, as if a century had passed, the zither in the woman's hand suddenly let out a loud sound, and the string broke into pieces. The hands that had played the zither just now were also badly mutilated.

"Gu Qingluan, am I spoiling you too much? That's why I let you be so impudent in front of me time and time again? " The man looked at the woman named Gu Qingluan with her bewitching sun-like eyes and slowly stood up. She then walked to the front of the woman, and aside from her injured hand that was still dripping with blood, the white robed Gu Qingluan was still standing in her original spot. She was frowning, yet she was still stubborn enough not to say a single word.

"Gu Qingluan, if the day comes that I really give up on you, remember this, at that time, you won't need to live in this world anymore, because at that time, you will be even worse than death. Remember, since I have already decided on this, I will not change my plans, and Gu Qingluan, you better not ruin my plans."

The man left after speaking. As she left, she spoke in a very gentle manner, as if the words she spoke just now did not come from his mouth. Only after a long time did Gu Qingluan finally squat down on the ground, and drop by drop, disappointedly, disappeared without a trace.

"Leng Wuqing, just because your name is Wuqing, can you treat me like this? Have you ever considered my feelings, or have you never cared about my feelings? I am also a human. After all, I am not your pet. These words from Gu Qingluan, seemed to only be said after Leng Wuqing, the person who had called him out, had left her mouth.

However, three days later, a huge event happened in Capital City. The palace began to search everywhere for people to dance with, and in a short period of time, all of the women who had the chance to dance had already been selected.

"Look at how restless you've been these days. I heard from my father that His Majesty is searching everywhere in the palace for someone who knows how to dance. What kind of dance is that?" Lo Jinghong did not understand the dance of bones, nor did she know who the real dancer was.

"I haven't seen it either. It's just that, all of a sudden, Royal Father is looking for someone who can perform this dance. I'm afraid that this entire palace is going to fall into chaos." Nalan Ruoshi felt a dangerous aura around him, as if he was surrounded by some kind of person.

"I saw that you've been busy recently, so why haven't you changed your clothes?" Lo Jinghong had actually inadvertently discovered that Nalan Ruoshi's clothes had already been worn for three days, and it could be seen how busy he had been for the past few days.

"My Honger finally knows to focus her attention on me?" Lo Jinghong was busy, so occasionally, Lo Jinghong would come back to the Eastern Palace. At present, Lo Jinghong could be considered a frequent visitor in the Eastern Palace, and all the servants in the Eastern Palace knew that Lo Jinghong was Nalan Ruoshi's future Crown Princess.

"Let's eat first." Lo Jinghong did not continue to talk. When Nalan Ruoshi heard that he was going to eat, he finally felt hungry on his own and went out to eat together with her.

Gu Qingluan stood on top of the pavilion, looking at the happy people who entered the palace to give dance, but she only watched coldly, without a hint of excitement. She, didn't want to enter the palace, didn't want to dance in front of the palace, she, had no choice.

It was said that she accompanied a monarch like a tiger. Gu Qingluan deeply understood this phrase, and this was something that she needed to keep in her mind at all times in the future.

"The Lord is attacking you. Blue Luan, stop drinking." For example, Gu Qingluan was currently drinking wine, but if it were another assassin, they would report back to Leng Wuqing and tell him that they did not respect the Lord's life. However, Hei Ying still advised him here, and waited for Gu Qingluan to finish drinking.

"We've known each other for so long, Hei Ying, you should know me better than I do. Tell me, if I, Gu Qingluan, were to ruin my face and turn into an ugly monster like this, do you think his plans would change?" Gu Qingluan laughed with her even, white teeth. Borrowing the alcohol, his eyes became a little blurry, but more importantly, it was sorrow, or perhaps it was despair.

Perhaps, other than Hei Ying, no one else knew of her existence. Ever since she followed Leng Wuqing, her entire heart and soul had been with him. Leng Wuqing knew this as well and she had never hoped for Leng Wuqing to be able to marry her one day.