The Prince Wants to Leave His Concubine

"The implication is that you don't think it's important anymore, but since it's not important, why do you hide it from me? How old is it?"

Shangguan Jinghong didn't move, nor did he hugged her back like Pixel Sun, just asking lightly, with a slight irony in his tone.

Shen Qingling only felt a trace of coldness seeping from the bottom of her heart quickly, and quickly spread over her limbs, making people unspeakable.

"I don't say it because I know that you want that person to be me, not anyone."

She calmed her mind, made her voice as light as possible, and fought back.

"Dare you say that you don't want that person to be me? You have liked me since you were a kid, dare you to say you are not?"

As she spoke, her voice slowly increased, and she began to question him, trying to find strength for herself.

"Or you should be honest and admit that you have changed your heart! Except for the accident that you can't control, you once said that you don't want any woman to give birth to you. But if I like it, you say...I can have you Child."

There was a sharp pain in his hand, Shen Qingling was shocked, Shangguan turned around in shock, his eyes were a bit colder than the figure who had just left, "You have always had someone in your heart, and why should I only love you? ?"

Shen Qingling trembled like an ice cellar, she just couldn't stand his cold attitude and used words to force him.

The child, she knew, was he who made the leader pregnant when he lost his memory. At that time, he was crazy in love with the leader, but because the leader was the first woman he saw after his death.

He recovered his memory. Although his feelings for the leader are different from other women, she is sure that he loves her the most. It can even be said that he does not actually love the leader, but is emotionally special.

Because the leader gave his life to help him.

But that's it.

Love is not a business, whoever is useful to whom will fall in love.

Now, he actually said this, the implication is not that he also loves the leader, what is it that makes her feel so embarrassing.

After Shangguan Jinghong said, he threw her hand away and hurried away.

Shen Qingling felt a pain in her heart, tears welled up, she gritted her teeth and didn't call him.

I don't know how long it has passed, and in the blurred vision, only the iron door leading to the study is still and tightly closed in front of him.

He did not look back.

Shen Qingling covered her face and slowly fell to the ground.

She suddenly had silk power again, if she told him, she only loved him...

For some reason, at this moment, she discovered that she no longer loved the Qin Ge who appeared at No. 18 Xining Street and resurrected like a mirrored flower after death. She only loved him.

Originally, she loved Qin Ge deeply, whether it was Qin Ge who was with Lin Yu or Hailan. Later, she fell in love with him and loved him as much as Qin Ge. Now, she only loves him.

I really only love him.

She wants to tell him.

He can't love her and love the leader!

Love can only be a matter of two people, and three people are nothing.

*****

Dong Ning stopped and leaned against a flower tree. Here is the depths of the hot spring bamboo house, you can neither see nor hear Shangguan Jinghong and Shen Qingling.

The night is quiet, except for the occasional sound of insects.

She is also a little tired, tonight, it is estimated that no one is not tired. The body is tired, the heart is tired, maybe the most tired is Brother Jinghong. She felt a little distressed for him, thought of the leader, and annoyed him a little. Then she thought of herself, thought of the mispayment of feelings over the years, thought of everyone's increasingly chaotic feelings, and the increasingly chaotic situation of Dongling Chaotang. Up.

Suddenly, her shoulders tightened, and a very powerful hand clasped her shoulders. She was surprised that this place should be absolutely safe, and there was a secret guard guarding the exit on the other side.

That is a man's hand!

She immediately recovered, and grabbed the opponent's hand with her backhand, trying to use her strength to slam it forward, a scent of faint wiping across her nose, a dizziness in front of her eyes, and a burst of inexplicable fright. My heart is like a man's body that is holding her down...

*****

Courtyard, master bedroom.

"Master, why don't you go in yet?"

Old Tie came up from the dungeon, Jing Ping Jingqing went to the kitchen to see the medicine, and he went back here to wait, fearing that Shangguan Jinghong would have any instructions. At this time, he saw Shangguan Jinghong approaching quickly and suddenly stopped, hurriedly greeted him.

"Uncle Tie."

Shangguan Jinghong had already put on the iron face, and his eyes were soaked in the moonlight, as if he merged with the silver iron mask. It was faint, but there was a kind of coldness.

He put on the iron mask just now when he got out of the leading room.

At this moment, he turned his back and his voice was extremely soft, making people unable to hear his emotions.

"Master?"

"Uncle Tie, haven't I really recovered my memory? I think I have changed."

"Why did you say this?"

Lao Tie watched the young master cut his hands and stood up, looking up at the sky, his heart shook slightly. He hadn't seen this master look like this for many years.

This young man is so strong that he can go on step by step according to his plan without anyone's advice and blessing, and reach his every goal little by little. He also no longer speaks to them in his heart, a strong leader does not need.

A faint smile appeared on the ugly face, and Lao Tie was distressed and a little surprised. He whispered, "Master speak slowly, the minion is listening."

"Well, before, I knew exactly what I wanted... I wanted the world, I wanted to be clear." Shangguan Jinghong's voice came from a faint voice, with a hint of coolness and coldness, "But, today, I only know that I want this. The world, I should also be clear, but I still want to be the leader."

"Master Qiao is not the concubine of the master, he is the wife of the master, and the woman of the master."

"Uncle Tie, it's different. Clear water is also my woman. Qingyu is unpredictable, but she is also my woman. Lang Linling is my wife. If it succeeds, I will raise my eyebrows as my concubine. There will be many women, but they are all different. I love Qingling. Today, I said to the leader, I...I love her too. For some reason, I couldn’t control myself at the time, so I said it like this. It’s never been so funny. I remember my mother and concubine once said to me that it’s good to love one woman in your life.