"People's hearts are fickle, and their desires are blinded.
Looking at thousands of people and thousands of faces, the teenager is vaguely gone.
The search is not endless, and it is the same for me.
Nangong Huanyan. ” Ning Huan's letter to Murong Chu was only a few sentences, but after Murong Chu read it, he willingly canceled martial law.
In that letter, it was about old love.
Everyone has changed, after a thousand sails, how many people have been seen, but in the end, only the appearance of the young man remains in the memory.
The teenage years are gone, and they can't be found, just like she is gone now......
Even if he tried his best to stop it, in the end, it was just a failure.
She's gone, and no matter how many people he sends to look for her, she won't be able to return.
Murong Chu read the letter and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
These few words reminded him a lot, and he finally knew that he had lost her, that she had completely separated from him, and that even if he forcibly tied her back, there would be nothing between them.
Before, he might be able to tie her up with a marriage contract, but now that the matter of their separation has been announced to the world, he has no reason to trap her.
When you really lose someone, you will really think of her goodness.
At the beginning, when he killed Nangong Huanyan with his own hands, every time he thought about it, he would feel guilty, but even if he was guilty, he didn't want to admit that he was reluctant.
When Nangong Huanyan came back, he was actually very happy, he deliberately forgot what he had hurt her, but in the end, he was peeled off layer by layer, and he couldn't forget it at all.
Now, Nangong Huanyan has returned, but he has disappeared again.
This time, she won't be coming back.
Murong Chu felt that his heart suddenly tightened, and after his head was dizzy, when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were full of sadness.
He hurt her too much, she didn't even want to say goodbye, so she left.
After Murong Chu had martial law revoked, he continued to go back to his room, holding the letter all the time, and the whole person was shrouded in a great sadness.
"Your Royal Highness the Prince, it's late at night, it's time for you to rest."
The maid knocked on the door, whispering a reminder.
"Got it, step down!"
Murong Chu came back to his senses, looked at the letter in his palm, and finally stood up.
He walked to the candlestick, handed the letter to the candle flame, and lit it.
Seeing the letter burning little by little, he put the burning letter in the brazier, frowning slightly and watching the letter turn to ashes little by little.
"Huanyan, I'm sorry."
He looked at the letter and whispered.
Like the Epistles, he was reduced to ashes, and his heart, and his sorrows.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has relented again?
Reluctant to be the crown princess?
” The bookshelf slammed away, and a dark shadow was cast.
Murong Chu looked in that direction and said in a low voice, "This palace has figured it out." ” "Oh?"
"Be the king of Beiyao, the king of the world."
Murong Chu said expressionlessly.
"You should have figured it out."
The dark shadow chuckled lowly.
Murong Chu's eyes darkened slightly, and he said in a low voice: "This palace has already agreed, the soul dissolving curse can be removed, right?"
” "Your Royal Highness the Prince, don't be in a hurry.
You should have realized this, we ......
It's for your good.
You are our king, and we will not hurt you......"
"Enough!"
Murong Chu interrupted coldly, "I don't want to hear those words, get out, let your master come to see this palace." ” “……”