Chapter 19

Ning Xue asked curiously, "brother, what did brother long do?"

"Look for a beautiful woman." Ye Wuchen said with a smile.

"Beauty is a curse. What is that?" Ning Xue asked with her face up.

"It is a terrible thing that can trigger a tragic war with a smile and a smile, and turn an iron man into mud with every move. But for a man, if he is not strong enough, this thing will lead to all kinds of disasters for him. If he is strong enough, the beauty disaster will only become a collection for him to enjoy. " Looking at the sign of "mengyanlou", ye Wuchen smiled faintly at the corners of his mouth. I don't know what he was thinking.

The coming and going crowd kept flowing. The snow white hair attracted most people's eyes, but when they saw the girl's true face, their eyes immediately moved away like avoiding the plague and showed an obvious color of disgust. Ye Wuchen glanced around coldly, gently picked her up, leaned against his arms and asked, "Cher, most secular people judge people by their appearance, so many people hate you because of your face. Are you afraid?"

Ning Xue shook her head, hugged his neck and said in a charming voice, "as long as my brother doesn't hate me and doesn't leave me, I won't care if others hate me."

Ye Wuchen smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth: "even if I don't want my own life, I won't want Xueer, and I won't hate Xueer, just like Xueer won't hate her brother, right?"

Ning Xue nods hard, eyebrows curl up, and says seriously, "xue'er will never hate her brother!"

Ye Wuchen nodded with a smile. His eyes inadvertently swept the passing crowd, but suddenly collided with a sharp eye.

It was a boy of 16 or 7 years old, with simple clothes, strong figure and messy hair, but his face was cold and stiff, and his eyes were as sharp as cold blade. Ye Wuchen was looked at by him and felt a feeling of being cut by his eyes. The eyes clearly hide hatred, indifference and vigilance. It seems that there is no one he can trust in the world.

At this time, he was helping a staggering middle-aged woman to walk slowly. She should be only forty, but her hair is gray and looks more than ten years older than her actual age. The boy carefully helped her. Ye Wuchen listened and faintly heard the middle-aged woman saying: "... Tianlong city... For 20 years, I finally returned to Tianlong city..."

The young man's eyes swept over ye Wuchen and ye Ningxue's faces without stopping for a moment, or as long as anyone in his sight could not escape his eyes, this is a young man who always keeps a high degree of vigilance.

Looking at his leaving back, ye Wuchen thought deeply and whispered, "will this be a lone wolf or a goshawk?"

On the top floor of mengyan building, long Zhengyang sits in an elegant room with a hazy aroma. Beside him is a round table, a cup of fragrant tea steaming, and a pink translucent gauze curtain in front of him. The sound insulation effect here is surprisingly good. I can't hear the noise in the street at all. In such silence, long Zhengyang was a little fidgety, but he didn't make a sound for fear of disturbing anything.

Finally, the light and soothing footsteps sounded behind the pink gauze curtain. A slim and graceful woman's figure was reflected on the gauze curtain. The walking room was like the wind and willows. Although she didn't see the real face, her figure alone was enough to make normal men lose their souls.

Long Zhengyang's breathing is cramped. Although he hasn't seen it for a year, this figure appears in his dream almost every night. How can he forget it. He took a sip of that cup of fragrant tea to ease his mood, then stood up and said peacefully, "miss mengchan... I haven't seen you in another year. Are you... Are you okay?"

The graceful figure sat down behind the gauze tent, and a soft voice came out: "mengchan is all right. Thank you for your concern. The prince's return is not covered up. I think the five-year heart refining period has expired. In the future, you can concentrate on Tianlong. "

Long Zhengyang smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth: "miss mengchan, just call me young master long. We have known each other for so long. The title of Prince... It's too much."

"Mengchan is just an ordinary woman. How can she disrespect her Royal Highness the prince." Shuimengchan said in a quiet voice. The fairy voice curls like a breeze, which makes people swing.

Ordinary women... If you are ordinary, won't all the other women that day be withered. Long Zhengyang thought of it silently. He looked at the fairy shadow behind the gauze curtain: "since miss mengchan knows that I have returned without any cover this time, she must have found me when I stepped into Tianlong city. Does Miss mengchan have the same concerns as me? "

After a brief silence, shuimengchan gave a sigh of helplessness and melancholy: "Your Highness, the prince, as a prince, should always have the ambition of stabilizing the country and securing the country, and should not be stumbling by the world of mortals. Mengchan dare not become that will harm the prince and the world of mortals. Your highness, this is not the place where your highness should stay. Your highness can come to see mengchan. Mengchan is grateful. Your highness, please go back. "

This is the first time that Shui mengchan refused long Zhengyang so frankly, and it is also the first time that she ordered him to leave so early. She couldn't bear it. She couldn't do it during five years of heart training, but now she doesn't want to give him a glimmer of extravagance. Long Zhengyang was like being beaten by the head. His face was a little pale. He slowly stood up and said in a lonely voice: "in that case, Zhengyang is leaving... Miss mengchan, it has been more than five years since I saw her that year. Can I see Miss mengchan's face again?"

"Mengchan can't help herself and her heart can't help herself. Please come back, Prince. Don't let your friends wait too long." Shuimengchan said in a faint voice. Her friends naturally refer to ye Wuchen and ye Ningxue. Long Zhengyang stayed for a long time, finally turned around and left lonely. Out of the elegant room, he leaned on the door and smiled miserably: "the crown prince... What kind of crown prince can I be? How can I be rich, how can I be supreme power, but I can't even see the face of the only woman I love... Why is she alone, why is she alone!!" Long Zhengyang walked out of the mengyan building in a muddle headed way and was different from his previous high spirit. Ye Wuchen patted him on the shoulder and said calmly, "go drinking?"“ Drink? " Long Zhengyang nodded and pulled the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't laugh. He pulled up ye Wuchen and walked to the restaurant opposite{ Thank you for your support. Your support is our greatest motivation}this novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation