my princess boy

"His Royal Highness, Ling Yutang is here!"

"Quickly invite him in."

Yu Wenyan turned around with joy on his face, but in an instant, joy was tinged with anxiety.He was dressed in white brocade clothes and stood in the hall. This was the inner hall of the Daqi Palace in the past, where other princes lived. Now that the Yue Kingdom has occupied the capital, the palace is also theirs, and these princes and grandchildren live in the palace.

Soon, Ling Yutang, dressed in dark blue linen, walked in under the escort of two guards. He was dressed very neatly, completely different from the eldest son of the father-in-law, and even his expression was different from the self-confidence and gentleness of the past. All sorrow and resentment.

"Yutang..." Yu Wenyan showed a smile, as if he didn't see the indifference and hatred in the other person's eyes, he went up to him, "Long time no see..."

However, Ling Yutang took a step back, stood there stiffly, expressionless: "Don't dare, the fifth prince is busy, why bother?"

Yu Wenyan's smile froze on his lips.

The wind at the end of July is already a bit cold.Blowing in from the window, blowing the bead curtain, making a small sound, in this boundless silence, it seems so abrupt.

Yu Wenyan's smile became bitter, and his eyes looked at Ling Yutang in front of him: "I knew you would blame me."

"Otherwise?" Ling Yutang turned her face and looked at him sarcastically, "Your country captured Daqi, and you designed to trick Xuetang away, causing our whole family to suffer from bone erosion, should I thank you? "

"But my heart for you is true..." Yu Wenyan took a step forward, reaching out to pull his wrist, but he threw it away:

"I don't need your sincerity!" Ling Yutang looked at him fiercely, her voice was low, but her tone was clearly resentful, "You lied to me, approached me in order to take Xuetang away, and used me everywhere, so, How dare you say that you are sincere to me? Heh, the villain is so humble, I can't afford the fifth prince to be so sincere!"

As he spoke, he turned his face away again, with a look of disdain to talk to him.

Yu Wenyan suddenly realized that his appearance was very similar to when he had quarreled with Zhen Shi back then.

Could it be that the current self is despised by Ling Yutang just like Zhen Shi?

"Yutang, I didn't do it on purpose. I have my identity, my father's order, and the tasks of the court and the country... Do you want me to tell you that I am from Dayue, Xuetang is my younger brother, and I am under the authority of my father?" order to take him away? If you knew all this, you would never let me go, and you might even drive me out of Beiqi!"

He naturally knew that what he had done would attract Ling Yutang's resentment, but what could he do?He also has his last resort!

Ling Yutang turned his face slightly, and squinted at him: "Yes, everything is unavoidable, you are the most miserable person in the world, and I should understand your hardship instead!"

Yu Wenyan knew that he was talking ironically, so he couldn't help calling out: "Yutang! Don't be like this..."

"Huh." Ling Yutang sneered, unwilling to say more to him, "You and I are not speculative, so there is no need to say more, and, I want to see Xuetang, you call him, call him to the Duke of Zhen's mansion , let me see how he faces his father, mother and me!"

"He won't go." Yu Wenyan flatly refused, turning his face away, "He is now my Seventh Prince and King Ming of Dayue, and he is no longer the second son of Duke Ling Jiyuan, so what's the point of going again? "

Ling Yutang listened, the resentment and sarcasm in his eyes became more and more serious, his eyes became red, and he smiled again: "Okay, okay, Yu Wenyan, this is your answer to me, I understand."

"Yutang!" Yu Wenyan stepped forward to grab his wrist, but he threw it away. He took a step back with such force that he almost staggered and fell to the ground before he stood still. Ling Yutang almost gritted his teeth and said:

"Don't touch me!"

"Yutang! Don't do this!"

"What about me?" Ling Yutang sneered, his eyes were desperate and tragic, "I thought you were a gentle and upright gentleman, but in fact you were just pretending to be a gentleman. In fact, you are just an arrogant, selfish, heartless My villain! Don't say you love me. If you really love me, how can you lie to me without a trace of guilt? If you really love me, how can you break Daqi so peacefully, but tell me, Said you are forced to? If I were you, I would rather die myself than do such a thing that hurts you!"

Yu Wenyan stared at him blankly.

"So, don't say you love me, don't use loving me as an excuse to deceive yourself. In your eyes and heart, the most important thing is your country, your father, and even your princely status!" Ling Yutang looked at He had a smile on his lips, but tears gradually condensed in his eyes, "And I will never forgive you, I just think that my Wanyan is dead, and I died after returning to Jiangxia. From then on, you and I There is no relationship between kindness and righteousness, my wife is only Zhen Shi, and life and death are the only ones!"

Yu Wenyan was almost taken aback. Seeing him turn around to leave, he quickly stepped forward and hugged his waist: "Yutang! Don't do this, I beg you, I beg you..."

"Let go!" In return, Ling Yutang scolded coldly.

Yu Wenyan pressed his cheek against his back, refusing to let go: "Yutang, don't do this, I regret it, I know I was wrong, okay..."

"There is a word called 'overwhelming water is hard to recover'. In Yuwen's words, there is no such thing in the world. When you want to, you can do whatever you want and hurt others wantonly. When you regret it, say 'I know I was wrong', and you want to get Forgiveness from others, let me tell you, I will never forgive in this life, unless you kill me, maybe I can't speak, and I won't say such things again."

As he said, he broke away from Yu Wenyan's hand and went out without hesitation.

On the face, there were tears rolling down instantly.But he didn't seem to notice it, striding out.

The scenery in front of him was blurry, Ling Yutang looked at the scenery of the palace courtyard blurred by tears, tried hard to think of the dead Yu Wanyan, the one who often wore white clothes, carried a zither, and a sword, and spoke A young man with a gentle smile and an upright and generous personality.

However, he seemed to have lost his memory all of a sudden, he couldn't remember that person, only a vague image remained, like a dream, unreal.

He thought of the nights after Yuwan had left, the nights he had longed for deeply, the worries and anxieties, the urge to ride a horse to Jiangxia at dawn...all of these dissipated in an instant.

There was a self-deprecating smile on his lips. He knew that he was like a fool. He was played and applauded by others and became a stepping stone for that person to achieve his political goals. .

It's time to wake up from the dream.

For the rest of my life, there will be no more Yu Wanyan.