Chapter 643

Murong Ling, half drunk and half awake, had a dream that she was drunk in the clouds. Even the jade flute couldn't control steadily. A wisp of cold light pierced the clouds. Li cangmin came like a God. Before she fell from the height of ten thousand feet, he held her in his arms. His eyebrows and eyes were still so familiar. His clear voice was as gentle as water. "Ling'er, let's go home."

"Home? I don't have a home. "

Murong Ling is playing wine crazy, the narrow Phoenix eyes suddenly narrowed up, looking at the man in front of her, "who are you? Are you Li cangmin? No, no, Li cangmin is dead. You are the devil! Yes, you must be a devil. Let me go, or I won't be rude! "

Li cangmin's eyes flashed a touch of pain, tightly hugged her, "ling'er, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's me, I'm Li cangmin, I'm not dead."

"You lied to me!"

Murong Ling struggled violently and beat him impolitely. However, Li cangmin still didn't let go of the slap, but the corner of his lip was bleeding uncontrollably. Murong Ling felt a chill on her cheek, but when she reached for it, it was red blood. She suddenly froze, blurred eyes focused on the man, face with confusion and sadness, "who are you in the end?"

Li cangmin's mood surged and he bowed his head to kiss her. Between his lips and teeth, he kept saying, "ling'er, it's me. I'm back."

Murong Ling clings to his neck, weeping and laughing, "it's you. I thought you were dead. You don't want me. I'm so sad. Apart from you, what does other people mean to me in this world? "

Li cangmin hugged her tightly, hoping to embed her in her blood. "Ling'er, I only have you left. I've been by your side since I came back. "

"Bai Wen?" Murong Ling stopped crying and looked at him with foggy eyes. "You are Bai Wen, aren't you?"

Li cangmin nodded, "I'm afraid you don't want to see me, so I disguised my identity. Ling'er, if you're angry, just beat me. It's all my fault. You'll be seriously injured and fall into a helpless place."

"It's you." Murong Ling seems to wake up, tears on the face of a piece of indifference, "since hiding from me, why come out."

"Ling'er..."

"Shut up Murong Ling pushed him away, "you go your way, I go my single wooden bridge. From now on, it's none of your business."

After putting down the words, Murong Ling drives the magic weapon and goes away. Li cangmin has no time to grieve, so he catches up and takes her back to the Qin palace. Murong Ling doesn't want to, and even uses the magic weapon. However, Li cangmin refuses to let the magic weapon fall on him. He hugs her without saying a word and takes her back to her old room in the scream of the servants of the Qin palace, Serve her personally, drink wine and soup, watch her fall asleep

Murong Ling suddenly wakes up. The setting sun is pouring down through the clouds. Her blurred vision is gradually clear and her consciousness returns to her cage. She finds herself lying on the palace wall with a fallen wine gourd in the corner. Beside the wine gourd, there are people like wooden piles.

Li cangmin.

His face was a little pale, but his eyes were dark and deep. His quiet eyes fell on her. When he touched her, his eyes fluctuated a little. His lips moved, as if he wanted to speak, but he didn't say it after all, just his eyes didn't leave, as if he wanted to stare at her until the end of time.

Murong Ling suddenly remembered that dream. No, it should be her forgotten memory.

When she came back to Beijing drunk that day, he was so silent that he appeared in time when she was in danger. Even though she was angry and hurt all over, he obstinately and dominantly sent her back to King Qin's residence.

Prince Qin's house, the home where they poured their feelings into.

Murong Ling jumps down from the palace wall and passes him without squinting. As a result, Li cangmin sticks to her like a dog skin plaster and follows her silently, just like Bai Wen.

Murong Ling's step was like, "don't follow me."

Li cangmin didn't speak. Murong Ling snorted and went on. As a result, her footsteps kept up. She was angry and glared back. Li cangmin did not expect that she would turn back. Her black eyes flashed a little flustered, but she quickly calmed down and looked at her in silence.

His eyes were dark and clear, his cold thin lips were gently pursed, and there was no expression on his beautiful face. However, Murong Ling saw that he was stubborn, aggrieved and persistent, just like a homeless child.

Murong Ling suddenly thought of the queen who had become a demon. She sighed a little. Regardless of Li cangmin who kept up with her, she returned to the hall in silence.

The sober man still sobbing sob. The eunuch in the palace sighed at the sight of her. "Your Highness, your majesty awakes, wants to see you."

Emperor Mingxi's bedroom is quiet and solemn, filled with a strong smell of medicine. Luo Qianchen is waiting beside the bed. When he hears the footsteps, he turns his head and looks over, "sister..." his voice, and looks at the man who follows, "King Qin."Li cangmin just took a look at him and drew back his eyes. Murong Ling had a good sense of this elder brother. Seeing his tired and sad face, she knew that the blow last night was not small for the young man, but she was young and strong and didn't fall down.

She couldn't help but care, "I'm sorry, please pay attention to your health."

Did not hear her call elder brother, Luo Qianchen face a dark, reluctantly smile, "I know."

At this time, Emperor Xi of the Ming Dynasty, who couldn't support the sleepiness, woke up and drifted his eyes on Murong Ling. In a short moment, a complex emotion flashed through his eyes, like joy or sorrow, and finally turned into an old sigh, "listen to chen'er, you let Li suru run the Queen's funeral."

Murong Ling looked at emperor Mingxi, who seemed to have grown old as a teenager overnight. There was no wave in her heart. "It's time for my mother to settle down."

Emperor Xi of Ming Dynasty looked at her and closed his eyes slowly. Two lines of turbid tears flowed out. His voice was hoarse and weak. "I always thought that she just hid and didn't want to see me. How could I expect that as a monk of Zhuyuan, she would..."

He seems to be unable to bear, how can not say "death" Related words.

"The nun's strength will drop sharply when she is pregnant, and she will be weak after childbirth. It's not impossible to be murdered by thieves." Murong Ling realized the greatness of a mother. She was stunned for a moment, and even her voice was filled with unconscious memory.

However, Emperor Xi of Ming Dynasty didn't think it was enough. He was very sad for bilo Qianchen. Murong Ling's expression could be said to be indifferent, as if her mother's life and death were nothing to her. Even looking at his eyes, there is no trace of love.

In his heart, he said, "are you blaming me and your mother?"

Murong Ling's life has been thoroughly investigated by spies. Before she came out of the cabinet, she was not in a good situation in the town government. She was often abused by her stepmother and stepsister. Even Murong Ben turned a blind eye to her and lived as if she were a transparent person for 15 years. If she had not married into the palace of King Qin, she would have been killed.

Thinking of this, his heart is a pain, both pity and regret, this is he and Xiangling's daughter, who should have been favored by the stars, but fate made people, lived a miserable life for more than ten years.

"No

Murong Ling is not qualified to judge for the original owner, but from her memory, she will not blame her own parents. After all, she has been longing for the recognition of her "father" for so many years. If she can live till now and see her own father, I'm afraid she will be more happy than guilty.

Even from an outsider's point of view, she was still influenced by her blood relationship and couldn't help fighting for Murong Xiangling, "you're sorry, it's my mother."

The grief on emperor Mingxi's face could no longer be held back, and he finally burst into tears. "You are right. I am sorry for your mother. If I had not been angry with your mother, she would not have left... "

He talked a lot, Murong Ling gradually pieced together the inside story of Murong Xiangling's departure.

When Emperor Xi of the Ming Dynasty met Murong Xiangling, he was already the prince of Luo. Although he did not marry, he had a concubine and a concubine. The young emperor Mingxi fell in love with Murong Xiangling at first sight, and launched a warm pursuit. Even if he was a mortal who could not practice, Murong Xiangling was still attracted by him and fell in love with him. Even if he later knew the identity of emperor Mingxi, he still married him after several struggles, and gave birth to his son Luo Qianchen after he ascended the throne.

What caused the tragedy was a misunderstanding. Since he married Murong Xiangling, Emperor Xi of the Ming Dynasty did not enter the harem, and the concubines in the harem could not bear the loneliness, so they competed for favor frequently. At a banquet, Murong Xiangling saw that emperor Xi of the Ming Dynasty and his concubines were close, and immediately gave birth to estrangement. Emperor Xi of the Ming Dynasty was angry at his wife's distrust and refused to explain. Murong Xiangling was angry at her husband's unfaithfulness and was disheartened... Later, he left a book and disappeared. Heaven and man were separated forever.

Emperor Mingxi was already sobbing. Murong Ling was silent. She subconsciously looked back at Li cangmin, but saw that he was also looking at her. There was a flash of sadness in his dark eyes. I don't know whether it was because of the love between emperor Mingxi and Murong Xiangling, or because he felt the same.

Murong Ling thinks that it should be the latter.

A burst of heart pain, Murong Ling quickly looked away, once again to see emperor Xi of the Ming Dynasty has been a bit more sigh, "the dead have gone."

There are always so many accidents and misunderstandings in the world, which make it rare and precious to have a lover get married.

Missed, eventually missed.

Emperor Xi of the Ming Dynasty was so sad that he fell into a coma again that Murong Ling had to give him treatment and medicine. This time, he soon woke up. Maybe it was because he had vented his emotions. He was no longer grieving. However, despite Luo Qianchen's dissuasion, he still held his sick body to keep the vigil for Murong Xiangling. He stopped going to court for several days and ate less food until the funeral of Lingjia.

On the day of the funeral, all the people were sad.With the fall of the stone gate and the burial of the empress Dahang in the imperial mausoleum, Emperor Mingxi fell ill again, and the court was in chaos. Fortunately, although emperor Mingxi fell ill, he issued a decree to let the crown prince supervise the country. At the same time, he also issued a decree to grant Princess Murong Ling the title of Princess pinghuai, who enjoyed the same treatment as the crown prince.

With the spread of the news, it radiated more and more widely, and eventually caused a huge explosion in the circle of monks.

Murong Ling has become the princess of Luo!