Chapter 1570： The Feast of Kings (11)

Chapter 1570 The Fan King Takes Over the Sacrifice (11)

Not too much refusal, but after Jin Yun's breathing flattened, he pushed him away and asked him coldly.

"His Royal Highness, do you want to die with Chang Rong?"

Emperor spies are everywhere in this palace, and her solitary relationship with Jin Mao has been criticized, and now Jin Yue has offended her even more.

Xia Ling: "If you want to die long ago, you shouldn't watch Chang Rong enter the palace."

Her eyes were cold and indifferent, even if her lips were slightly swollen and kissed by Jin Yue, standing in front of Jin Yue was by no means a weakness that allowed Jin Yue to control the direction of things.

Jin Yan was pushed away by her, two steps away.

He looked at her, and in her cold eyes, the woman was wearing a princess's suit, standing in the dark, and staring at him, but those clear lake-like eyes were cold.

"Chang Rong ..." Jin Yue calmed down, "It is the king who failed you."

How could there be such an easy thing in this world, when he left in the first place, but did not make the slightest marriage contract with the Xu family, did not condone the occurrence of such things?

The Xu family had two nieces, and Xu Changrong was the second daughter.

If he wants, he can secretly make an engagement with Xu Guogong and leave her to wait for him.

But he did nothing.

The situation is changing rapidly, and Jin Mao has already made a choice between Xu Changrong and Fang Wang. Who will he show his gesture to now?

Xia Ling: "Yes, you have failed me. Therefore, Your Royal Highness Bai, please do not do anything to make long-distance difficult."

She said gently and blandly.

This cold voice corresponded to the glance she had just looked back at him.

She looked at him with annoyance.

When Jin Ling kept her down, she looked up and asked Jin Hui if she didn't trust her?

She could go, and could leave him awake in drunkenness.

But she still stayed, carrying the stigma behind him.

Jin Zheng thought he was drunk, but being stared at by these clear pond-like eyes, many pictures still floated in his mind.

"Changrong, can you be happy to be this Princess?"

Jin Mao stood there, in the breeze under the moonlight.

If he should n’t have asked the question, he did n’t know how to get out of it.

Xia Ling chuckled, "Her Royal Highness Bai, don't laugh. Who is happy in this palace?"

"How about Changrong, others don't know, how does His Royal Highness Bai don't know. This palace only knows, if His Royal Highness is happy, then Changrong is happy. But, Highness, are you happy?

This sentence was quiet and indifferent, but pointed directly at Jin Zhen's heart.

The woman at this moment is very sharp, it is not like the usual beautiful and gentle Xu Changrong.

However, Jin Yan was stabbed from the bone marrow to the heart palpitations by her words, and the pain was like a blunt knife that cut off his flesh piece by piece.

It started from entering the palace, or from watching Jin Mao holding her side by side, but he could only watch from a distance and couldn't do anything.

"It's just that the king is drunk." Jin Yue smiled bitterly.

He thought he had given up only the affection of young people, but he didn't realize it until some moment.

To her, he was so reluctant.

During the years of the Phantom King, no one remained beside him.

This clean position coincides with Xu Changrong's figure. The empty position beside him was originally reserved for her.

Jin Xuan stepped back, facing Xu Changrong's deep observation, "Chang Rong asked, and the king will naturally answer. In the future, seeing Chang Rong, Jin Xun will treat him like a cat."

(End of this chapter)