The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

She did not reject him too much. However, after Jin Luo's breathing gradually calmed down, she pushed him away and asked him in a cold voice.

"Your Highness, do you want to bring Chang Rong to die with you? "

The palace was filled with the emperor's spies. The fact that she was alone with Jin Luo was already a source of criticism, and now, Jin Luo had offended her even more.

Xia Ling said, "If you wanted to die long ago, you shouldn't have watched Chang Rong enter the palace. "

Her eyes were cold and indifferent. Even if her lips were slightly swollen from Jin Luo's kiss, standing in front of Jin Luo was definitely not a weak appearance that allowed Jin Luo to control the situation.

Jin Luo was pushed away by her and staggered two steps.

He looked at her. Under this cold gaze, the woman was wearing the crown princess'luxurious clothes. She stood in the darkness and stared at him. Her clear pond-like eyes were filled with a cold light.

"Changrong... " only then did Jin Luo calm down. "This king has let you down. "

How could things be so easy in this world? Back then, he had already left the clan, but he did not have the slightest engagement with the Xu family. Wasn't he also condoning this kind of thing?

The Xu family had two first-born daughters. Xu Changrong was the second-born daughter and did not need her to glorify the clan.

If he was willing, he could secretly make an engagement with State Duke Xu and make her wait for him.

However, he did not do anything.

The situation changed rapidly. Jin Luo had long made a choice between Xu Changrong and the position of the vassal king. Who was he showing this attitude to now?

Xia Ling said, "yes, you have let me down. Therefore, your Highness, please do not do anything to make things difficult for Changrong again. "

She said slowly and calmly.

This cold voice was the same as the glance she had just given him when she turned around.

She looked at him and was a little annoyed.

When Jin jue asked her to stay, she raised her head and asked him if he did not trust her?

She could leave, she could leave him alone to sober up.

But she still stayed. She stayed behind because of the stigma of having an affair with him.

Jin Luo thought that he was drunk, but under the gaze of these clear eyes, many images suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Chang Rong, are you happy being the Crown Prince's consort? "

Jin Luo stood there, under the moonlight and in the breeze.

This question should not have come out of his mouth, but somehow, it still went against the rules.

Xia Ling laughed lightly. "Your Highness, don't joke around. Who is happy in this palace? "

"No one else knows what Chang Rong is like, how can your highness not know? I only know that if your highness is happy, then Chang Rong is happy. But, your Highness, are you happy? "

These words were calm and indifferent, but they were directed at Jin Luo's heart.

The woman at this moment was very sharp, simply not like the usual beautiful and gentle Xu Chang Rong.

However, Jin Luo's words pierced through his heart from the bone marrow. This kind of pain was like a blunt knife cutting off his flesh piece by piece.

It started when he entered the palace, or when he saw Jin jue holding hands with her, but he could only watch from afar, unable to do anything.

"Forget it, this king is drunk. " Jin Luo smiled bitterly.

He thought that he had only given up on his young affection, but it was only at a certain moment that he realized.

He was so reluctant to part with her.

He had been with the fan king for so many years, but he had never left anyone by his side.

This clean seat overlapped with Xu Changrong's figure. The empty seat beside him had been reserved for her to begin with.

Jin Luo took a step back and bowed deeply to Xu Changrong. "I will naturally agree to Changrong's request. In the future, when I see Changrong, Jin Luo will treat her as my sister-in-law. "