unscrupulous male concubine

The light illuminated the white window paper more and more brightly, like snow under the moonlight.Murong Xinbai turned his back to Chunjing, and stood facing the bright window. From Chunjing's perspective, he was bathed in white soft light. Although he was dressed in black, he was so holy that people couldn't bear to touch him. bump.

The faint fragrance of peach blossom overflowed from his robe sleeves, slowly filling the small space.Wrinkle your nose and you can smell it.

Chunjing's provocative and smiling words made Murong Xinbai feel guilty. Murong Xinbai lowered his head, covered his eyes with a hood, and bit his lips tightly to reveal his emotions. Get yourself under control.He took a deep breath, tilted his head slightly, touched his thin lips up and down, and said in a sharp and piercing voice, "You should go back to Qingqiu."

Chunjing propped himself up and sat up, leaning against the head of the bed, gently pressing his hands on his chest, his face pale as paper pasted on the window, he forced the corners of his mouth, tilted his head and smiled, "You admit that you are Murong Xinbai ?”

"I'm not." Murong's whole body was slightly stiff, he clenched his fists, turned his head, looked at the snow-white window in front, suddenly felt glaring, and lowered his head again, he was already a person living in darkness, such a strong light made him He yearns but fears.

Chunjing raised her eyebrows and pouted, looked at Murong Xinbai's back, snorted coldly, and refused, "Then leave me alone! This is not the place for you to come, cause such a commotion, and want to live now just leave."

Murong Xinbai sighed softly, like the helpless sigh of an old man at the end of his life, he took two steps to the side, stood in a dark place, avoiding the too dazzling sunlight, and then said to Chunjing earnestly, " Listen to me and go back to Qingqiu."

He said it earnestly, even with the emphasis of please.

Chunjing frowned, and heard the begging in his words, Murong Xinbai shouldn't be such a person, he is a noble, incomparable, and unrestrained romantic son, he really understood why Murong Xinbai didn't Ken admits his identity. For him, such a change is very painful!If there is a choice, Murong Xinbai might rather die, so that the one who remains in Su Feiyuan's heart will still be the surviving and independent young master Pian Pianjia.

Although Chunjing understands, she doesn't agree!

"What kind of capacity did you ask me for?" Chun Jing gritted her teeth and snorted softly, deliberately provoking him.

"When did you become so stubborn!" Murong Xin Bai suddenly became a little anxious, he flicked his sleeves, turned around and glared at Chunjing with those dark eyes, but at that moment, he turned his head away , and hid in a darker place, because he saw the shock in Chunjing's eyes.

Seeing such a face, Chunjing was a little speechless, mumbled for a long time, opened and closed her lips, and finally stammered out a sentence, "You...you know me so well?"

"I've said everything I need to say!" Murong Xinbai tilted his head and glanced at Chunjing, making up his mind. He turned around and faced Chunjing, but his face was completely covered under the hood , He finished speaking coldly, slowly opened his arms, with a sense of utter desperation, ready to send Chunjing back to Qingqiu by force.

It's just... He stood stiffly in the shadows, looking at his two withered hands like branches, couldn't help trembling, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Chunjing who looked at him with a smile, and gritted his teeth, "You !"

Chunjing covered her chest with one hand, put her other hand on her lips, coughed twice, then looked at him with a smile and raised her chin, and asked provocatively, "How?"

For this trip, he has been preparing for a long time. Even if he is injured now, he can easily open the barrier that no one can break. If he wants to send him away forcibly, he must break the barrier he set up. He sensed that Murong Xinbai couldn't do anything about it!Now he is too weak!

Not caring to avoid Chunjing's gaze, Murong Xinbai took two steps forward, his fists creaking, he gritted his teeth and stared at Chunjing, and shouted at Chunjing with a hoarse and piercing voice like sawing wood, "You just said so much just to delay time?"

"Just found out now?" Chunjing shrugged his shoulders, curled his lips maliciously at Murong Xinbai, he narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Murong Xinbai with a smile, and said proudly, "It's late. I'll take you back to Qingqiu .”

Murong Xinbai suddenly calmed down, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and the skeleton skeleton embroidered on his face trembled strangely along with his muscles, he turned and walked to the window, suddenly turned his head, and stared at Chun Jing's eyes, "Do you think you can do it in your current situation?"

Chunjing smiled lightly, raised her eyebrows high, "How will you know if you don't try?" He suddenly frowned tightly, his eyes were dim, the pain in his heart was tearing up to his scalp, and cold sweat ran across the bridge of his nose and dripped onto the quilt .

"You don't need to waste your time." Murong Xinbai said, "I can't go, and I can't go. There will be a riot in the wolf clan that is no less than a war between the two clans, and as a pawn in it, I can't escape .”

"What do you mean?" Chun Jing bit her lip and said with difficulty.

Murong Xinbai tilted his head, looked into Chunjing's clear eyes, smiled lightly, and said rather bitterly, "Don't you understand? That's great."

Chunjing clutched the quilt tightly, suppressing the pain, unconsciously a little anxious, staring at Murong Xinbai with burning eyes, "What do you mean?"

Looking at Chunjing's unstained eyes, Murong Xinbai suddenly had the urge to pollute it, he curled his mouth and said maliciously, "You think the success or failure between Zhi Leng and Qian Hang is a foregone conclusion Yet?"

"You mean..." Chun Jing's eyes widened suddenly. He naturally thought that Qian Hangzhi would not give up easily, but the moment his words were confirmed by others, he was still shocked.

Seeing the panic flashing in Chunjing's eyes, Murong Xinbai felt a kind of joy in his heart that he hadn't felt in a long time, but he quickly restrained the inexplicable pleasure and hit the rails while it was hot, "So, let's go, let's go back. Here It's just a big dye vat, don't drag yourself into it."

Chunjing licked her lips, took a deep breath, looked at Murong Xinbai helplessly, and sighed, "Didn't you understand what I said in the reeds? If I go back, my sister will definitely come! More than that!" It's for you, and Xianxi. She might not come out because of Xianxi before, but you gave her this reason."

The faint pleasure was blown away by Chunjing's words, Murong Xinbai felt a slight throbbing pain in his heart, as if a needle had been forced in, but he couldn't find the place to insert it, and couldn't pull it out.

He was a little flustered, and after a while, he said in a deep voice, "Then, at least leave Yushuo Shengjun's mansion. Don't deal with them."

Chun Jing seemed to have heard the most absurd words, and sneered, "Oh, self-deception, do you think I want to distance myself from them now, is it realistic? This wolf king is really interesting, and I like to watch my two sons beat you to death. "

Murong Xinbai felt uneasy in his heart, the reason why he came here was because if Chunjing was in the reeds, he couldn't let Qingqing take risks.

After not hearing Murong Xinbai's answer for a long time, Chunjing tilted her head and continued, "Murong, what's going on with you now?"

"I said, I'm not." Murong Xinbai suddenly came back to his senses, turned his back to Chunjing, and clenched his fists tightly. To him, this name was simply ironic!

Chunjing rubbed her nose, snorted, and thought to herself, when you mentioned your sister, you didn't refute your identity at all, and when your name was called, it was like stepping on your tail!

He took a deep breath, crossed his arms, smiled and made fun of Murong Xinbai, "I really don't know what you are awkward about, isn't it just disfigured! It's a trivial matter. Besides, for us who are good at illusion, the appearance has long been It's not that important. Elder sister won't dislike you! I don't call you Murong, what do I call you?"

Murong Xinbai seemed to be wandering nine days away again, silent and standing still.He was really worried that Qingqing would never come.

"Look! You can't tell!" Chunjing clapped her hands suddenly, and said with a smile, "You said you are a pawn, what's the matter? Controlled by others? Hmm... Did you give Ruirui's tracking lantern to her?" ? On a rainy night a month ago, you destroyed the mark I set near Yunliang Pavilion! But why did you hold Chuyang’s crystal pendant, and what is your relationship with Mo Weizhe? You made it look like this now , does Xianxi have a part too?"

"You ask too many questions." Murong Xin Bai was suddenly very irritable, he glared at Chun Jing, turned around and walked out, unwilling to stay any longer.

"Hey! You have to tell me something! Also, where can I find you?"

"When I don't exist."

"How is that possible!" Before Chun Jing finished speaking, Murong had already left the room.

Looking at the closed door, Chunjing blinked, exhaled softly, raised her hand to press her chest, and pricked up her ears, thinking that Murong Xinbai would just walk out in such a grandiose manner, and the guards outside would take care of him. He took it down as an assassin, and when the time comes, he will come forward to recognize him, even if Murong Xin Bai owes him a favor, if he asks any more questions, he will have no reason to ask three questions.

It's just that he sat and waited for a long time until his body became slightly stiff, and it was still quiet outside, except for the rustling of the leaves in the wind and the noisy cicadas.He raised his eyebrows slightly, lifted the quilt, got out of bed, walked to the door with support, and opened the door.

"My lord, what are your orders?" The captain who was guarding the door heard the noise, turned around and cupped his hands towards Chunjing, and said respectfully.

Chunjing held the door with his hands, poked his head and looked outside, but there was no sign of Murong Xinbai. He frowned and looked at the captain who raised his head to look at him, "Have you been guarding here all this time?"

"Yes."

"Did you see anyone going out?"

The captain panicked, looked at the person next to him, and shook his head suspiciously.

"It's really capable!" Chun Jing pursed her lips and muttered.

"Ah? What did you say?" The team leader was worried that he had made some negligence. He heard what Chun Jing said, but he didn't hear clearly. He didn't dare to be negligent, so he hurried forward to ask for advice.

Chunjing breathed a long sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, looked at the little captain, smiled softly, and said weakly, "Where did Zhileng go?"

Hearing Chun Jing directly calling Zhi Leng's name, the team leader was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head and said with a smile, "You mean His Highness? At this time, His Highness is handling political affairs in the palace."

"Business? What business does he have to do?" Chunjing asked with raised eyebrows, unable to turn around the corner for a while, as her head buzzed.

The team leader was stunned for a moment, looked up at Chun Jing, and said, "Oh, this political matter is not his business, the young master misunderstood."

Chun Jing reacted for a while, not sure if she understood, and asked again, "Is Jin Mo going to the palace too?"

"Master, do you want a lowly position to invite Shaolinjun?"

"No, I just ask." Chunjing closed the door and went back to the room, secretly annoyed that he underestimated Murong Xinbai's ability, it would be difficult to find him now.

There seemed to be ants gnawing in his head, buzzing non-stop, and everything became distorted in a whirl.