The Crown Prince is Actually a Princess! - Chapter 259

Is the heart alive?

Murong Ci did not dare to walk over, worried that he saw only an illusory person, and the strong wind would blow the figure away.

The brow bones are sour and the tears fill the eyelashes.

It is excitement, but also bitterness.

Murong Yu stepped forward and hugged her abruptly, as if to fit her into her body.

“Aci…”

His voice was dull and low, full of longing for many days of separation and full of guilt and self-blame.

The feeling of being lost and regained is indescribable, excited, sad, happy…

At this moment, he felt that the hard work of the last few days was worth it.

Murongci’s heart is sad and happy, and he feels almost unable to breathe, as if his whole person is about to melt…

“It’s because I’m not good…to make you suffer so much…now I will take you away…”

His dark voice is as firm as iron, and no one can stop him from taking Aci away!

She pushed him away, really wanting to lie in his arms, but she could only pull away abruptly, “Yuwen Zhantian will soon know that I am coming to the post and will definitely come…today is too hasty, or From the long-term perspective…”

Murong Yu’s black eyes were surging, as if to set off a stormy sea, and he resolutely said: “Even if you pay all the price, I will take you away!”

Murongci shook his head, “Yuwen Zhantian must set up a net of heaven and earth, I don’t want you to have something to do.” She insisted, “What I want is that we all retreat. Can you do it?”

He stared at her, holding her cheek in his right hand, his eyes were full of complex and tangled emotions, and his affection was too strong…

“Promise me, okay?” She smiled with tears, her bright eyes gleaming, especially sad and beautiful.

“…Okay.” The word squeezed through the teeth, and God knows how hard it took him to squeeze it out.

“That fake Murongci, how do you know that she is not me?”

“She wears a human skin mask, just like you, and her voice is almost the same as you. Although I have spoken to her several times, I didn’t notice the strangeness until midnight. Aci, I was oversight, it was because I was not good. You have suffered so much…”

Murong Yu’s voice was full of deep apologies, and she smiled slightly, “It’s not too slow.”

At this time, there were chaotic noises outside, and there should be quite a few people.

They were startled, Murongci’s expression changed slightly, and he pushed him hard, “Go away!”

Murong Yu held her **** with nostalgia, reluctantly…Finally, he hugged her again, kissed her lips hard and short, and then left the window.

“His Royal Highness.” It was the voice of the two guards.

“Where is she?” Yuwenzhan asked Tiansen coldly.

“Inside, with Princess Yuqing.”

Yuwen Zhantian looked at the door, his gray-blue pupils contracted slightly, and the cold air poured out.

After taking a deep breath, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

A faint voice came from the room: “Who is it?”

He raised his voice: “It’s my palace.”

The more frowning voice in the room seemed to restrain a trace of joy, “Come in.”

Yuwen Zhantian pushed the door and entered, his sharp eyes swept around the room immediately, and he saw Ah Ci standing in front of the west window with his sword brows frowned.

Yueruo was lying on the bed halfway through, with a haggard face, but her eyes were as clear as water, as if she could illuminate everyone’s soul. She stared at him silently, hoping that he would take a look at herself and take care of herself. His limbs seemed to be suddenly full of vitality.

Murongci took the time to close the window sash tightly, and asked, “Why is your Highness here?”

“What are you doing?” he asked coldly.

“The princess felt it was windy and cold, so I closed the window sash.” She said unhurriedly. In fact, the moment he opened the door, she had just landed.

so close!

She came to the bed and said anxiously: “The princess’s wind-cold disease this time is so fierce, and after taking the decoction for a few days, it is not good. Xu is the servants of the post house are not serving them heartily. Can your Highness pass the order on and let those servants serve them with all their heart? “

Yuwen Zhantian nodded, his eyes always falling on her smart face, as if to find the clues of her lying.

“Princess, take a good rest, I will see you another day.” Murong Ci smiled, “Remember to take the medicine on time and don’t think about it.”

“The son is interested.” Yue Ruomei smiled happily, “Prince Yuwen, it’s trouble for you these days, it’s Ruomei’s not.”

“You can’t control the princess suffering from cold and sickness. The princess doesn’t need to feel guilty.” Murongci smiled, “His Royal Highness said, didn’t you?”

“Yeah.” He was gloomy, “The princess recovers well, and when he recovers, my palace will send you back to South Vietnam.”

“Prince Xie Yuwen.” The joy in Yue Ruomei’s heart gradually disappeared.

“Don’t leave yet?” Yuwen Zhantian pulled Murongci out with a stern face, his tone of voice was not good.

Yue Ruomei watched them leave, her heart shattered into pieces and scattered in the humble dust.

Murongci pulled out his hand and said angrily: “It hurts… You let go…”

He let go, his handsome eyes were filled with ice blue, and he ordered his attendants: “Pass the order of the palace, block the post, and bring everyone here!”

She trembled. Has Murong Yu left the post house safely? How to do?

The attendants dispersed to arrest people, Yuwen Zhantian turned his head to stare at her, his eyes sharp as a knife, “You seem to be afraid of something.”

“What am I afraid of?” She opened her eyes suddenly, as if she had only guessed his intentions, “You don’t believe me!”

“My palace said that you are not allowed to come to the post house! Is it the wind in your ears when you are in this palace?” There was a terrifying hostility in his eyes.

“Since you don’t believe me, I have nothing to say.” She knew she was wasting her lips if she said any more, and she turned around coldly.

But he was anxious, Murong Yu would definitely not be caught! Definitely not!

Not long after, the attendants came back one after another, and all the servants of the post house were escorted over, standing in three rows with their heads down. They didn’t know what happened, but seeing the murderous complexion of His Royal Highness, they all guessed that it must not be a good thing.

Yuwen Zhantian shouted: “All raise their heads!”

Murong Ci looked at it anxiously and glanced quickly. It seemed that Murong Yu was not among these servants.

“Is that all? Is there anything left out?” he asked the attendant.

“His Royal Highness, the servants of the post are here.” The attendant replied.

Yuwen Zhantian walked over and inspected row by row, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle. Suddenly, he stood in front of a tall man dressed as a servant and stared at the man.

Her heart squeezed tightly. Could that man be Murong Yu’s disguise? Or did Murong Yu’s subordinates pretend to be?

Being stared at by the prince’s sharp-edged gaze, as if he had been tortured by Ling Chi, the man trembled with horror, begging for mercy in horror: “His Royal Highness… Your Highness, please forgive…”

Murong Ci secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Whether it was Murong Yu or his subordinates, he would never be so panicked.

Yuwen Zhantian thought so too, and walked over in front of the servant.

After looking around, he waved the servants to retreat.

Afterwards, he dragged her out of the post house and boarded the carriage.

Murong Yu had already left the post, and looked out of a house on the street, and saw A Ci and Yuwen Zhantian sitting in the carriage, with their big hands clenched tightly, the veins bulging and snapping.

Back at the Prince’s Mansion, Yuwen Zhantian dragged her out of the carriage, dragged her straight into the bedroom, dragged her wrists to death, and her fair skin was red.

“You let go!”

Murongci roared, being pushed by her, he could not stand firmly and almost fell.

This time he was angry and threw her out so that she could not stand still.

“Don’t think I don’t know what you want to do!” His eyebrows were gloomy, and his eyes turned into ice blue, as if they were covered with icy debris, which made people bleed.

“My palace goes to the post house to visit Princess Yuqing, what else can I do?” She had a cold face.

“What have you done, you know in your heart!”

“Of course I know it in my heart.” She said proudly.

“You…” Yuwen Zhantian wrinkled his sword eyebrows with anger, a hurricane rolled up in his eyes and swept everything away.

Murong looked at him unwillingly, without fear.

Staring at her glaringly for a long while, he slammed the door bitterly and left.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down to drink tea, which really angered him this time. However, finally seeing Murong Yu, he was finally shocked.

I believe Murong Yu will definitely deploy carefully to rescue her.

After resting for a while, she meditated cross-legs, with luck every day, but why is her internal strength still only 50%?

Two days ago, she discovered that the internal strength of the recovery has always been 50%. She thought it was not the time before, but now it seems that it may not be the reason.

Could it be that Yuwen Zhantian used medicine in the diet and tea to suppress her internal strength?

If this is the case, then he is really sinister.

This night, Murong Ci tossed and turned, thinking about what kind of deployment Murong Yu would make.

There is movement outside!

As soon as she stood up and listened intently, the door of the room was pushed open, and the loud sound was exceptionally thrilling in this dead cold night.

There was a candle in the room, dimly lit, and she quickly got out of bed and put on the big cloak. At this moment, a huge black shadow rushed in, with a strong scent of alcohol.

Yuwen Zhantian!

She Binghan said: “It’s so late, what are you doing here?”

Yuwenzhan stepped forward, as if coming with full of hostility and rage.

His eyebrows were condensed gloomily, the dark blue turmoil surging in his eyes endlessly, and the shadows flickered in Junrong, becoming more and more eerie and frightening.

“What are you doing?” Murong stepped back, feeling a little flustered.

“I hold you in the palm of my hand, care and love you, never force you, that’s how you treat me?” Because of the alcohol, he was a bit colder than usual, “Do you have any heart? What I did Can’t you see all of this? Can’t you feel it?”

“You imprisoned this palace here is the greatest compulsion!” She said coldly, her eyes narrowed slightly.

“So… after all, you still want to escape…”

“Who thinks about the humiliating days of a prisoner at this level? It’s you, do you think?”

“What’s wrong with me, why don’t you like me? How can I not compare to Murong Yu?” Yuwen Zhantian roared, shaking the world, and it was extremely shocking in this deadly cold night.

“It’s not that you are inferior to him, but you have a soft spot and can’t help yourself.” Murong Ci said coldly.

Hearing that, he was eager to split, and he seemed to be greatly stimulated, and he leaped forward like a leopard.

She was shocked and swiftly avoided, but only the afterimage flashed by. He was already there, picked her up sideways, and threw her on the bed fiercely.

She fell so badly that she crawled down quickly, but he was already stuck in front of the bed…