The Prince Wants to Leave His Concubine

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The leader's heart was shaken, and he stayed there, not knowing what to say for a while.

At this time, the hospital was leading several imperial physicians hurriedly in, "The emperor forgive me, the ministers have prescribed the medicine, and the concubine Shen will get better soon after taking the medicine..."

The performance was not good before, but at this time, Shangguan Jinghong entered Shendian again, and quickly came in to ask for merit.

Unexpectedly, Shangguan Jinghong was holding Shen Qingling's hand, then put it down very quickly, and said in a deep voice, "Who will let you in."

Everyone was shocked, their hearts were panicked, and they immediately dispersed.

Shen Qingling was still stunned but looked at Shangguan Jinghong, only to see that he had already swept past and was a stunned leader, and then quickly stepped out.

For a moment, Wan Lai was silent.

Her throat seemed to be blocked, she wanted to cry, but found that her eyes were so dry that there were no tears.

Fang Ming sighed in a low voice, "Qing Ling, Master Qiao is back. For the sake of Master Qiao’s innocence, the Lord still reads a trace of old love to you... After all, Axiu and I are our own, and he is still ..."

Yes, put her arms around her sleeves, and covered the Shen Ninghong. He finally took care of her last trace of face——

Old love, leader.

If the leader dies, what will he do?

Everything is a leader.

She was disappointed and pleasantly surprised by the clarity in his eyes, thinking that he was waiting for her until the wedding night.

It turned out that neither.

Even when he hated that person most, he still missed that person.

Twice, at the end, he put on her clothes.

Shen Qingling laughed suddenly, but the tears finally fell.

Concubine Shen, the palace gate, is the lifetime he gave her.

*

Suddenly, the leader didn't know what she was going to say and how to do it. Outside the hall, everyone retreated far away. Why did she still seem to see the expectation in their eyes?

She was confused and panicked, but he was also persecuting her.

"Leader, we will spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together tonight, okay?"

He seemed to see her panic, and smiled bitterly: "You are like this, even if I want to, what can I do to you. Besides, if you don't want to, I will never... I just want to live this with you. Reunion festival. Let me sit with you for a while and use some meals. If you are tired, I will send you back to rest immediately, okay?"

Feitian has never asked for help in such a low voice.

His eyes are very complicated, still ruthless, but mixed with temptation, caution, pleading...

With a move in her heart, the word "good" was about to blur out.

If they are together again... together again...

Her heart was beating fast and she was at a loss. She felt that she had never been so messy in her life. Deep desire and resistance coexisted at the same time. Finally, she said dumbly: "I want to go back to rest, I am tired."

The light in Shangguan Jinghong's eyes slowly dimmed, and finally, he softly told Lao Tie, "Let her go."

...

"master……"

When approaching the Ruiyuan Hall, the Big Four and the beauty whispered to her, the leader of an agitated spirit, suddenly raised his head, "Are you asking me something."

The Big Four and the beauty looked at each other, and the Big Four bit her lip. Finally, the beauty said, "Master, we didn't ask you anything. The Big Four and I just wanted to say, if you want to look for him back, just go, we I don’t want you to have trouble with him anymore, too many variables...but you...you are not happy at all. When he asked you, the Big Four and I could see clearly by the side, and he turned away. Go, you stand there looking at him idiotically, just like he usually looks at you, you... want to go with him..."

The leader suddenly stopped.

*

The moon is like a disk, shining brightly, hooked to the treetops.

"The emperor, let your concubine drink two cups with the emperor."

"You came?"

Shangguan looked at the woman sitting down on the other side of the table in shock.

The face is like a flower, and the years are just right.

Lang Linling lowered his head and smiled. He looked at her, she was still the same as before, even worse than before, his heart was stirring, his heart was.

She said "um", poured the wine for herself, and drank slowly.

The two hadn't made a sound, but after drinking for three rounds, Lang Linling was not bad at drinking, and finally became drunk. She was sore in her heart, gritted her teeth, and finally whispered, "Jinghong, you... …Don’t you need a woman, tonight... shall I stay? I’m not going to fight with the leader, I just want to be with you..."

*

At the gate of the hall, the leader once again stopped and smiled bitterly. She came at an untimely time.

The Lao Tie, Jing Ping, and Jing Qing beside him were taken aback. After returning from Shen Dian, Shangguan Jinghong sat in the courtyard and drank silently. King Ning and others wanted to accompany him. They were also sent away. He was also sent out of the hall. Later, Lang Linling came over...Unexpectedly, the leader also came afterwards. Originally, he wanted to surprise Shangguan with a surprise, but he didn’t immediately notify him. Now—

The leader did not leave, and sat down to Lao Tie and the others in a silent motion, lightly condensing the man by the stone table.

She didn't know what she was looking at, she might see what she would never want to see, but she still didn't leave.

...

Shangguan Jinghong seemed to have not heard what she said, still drinking in silence. Lang Linling shifted his heart, stretched out his hand to hold his pouring hand, "Jinghong..."

Shangguan Jinghong quickly withdrew his hand, Lang Linling's heart sank, only to hear him warmly said: "I was thinking about what is best for you, Ling'er, I will arrange for you to go out of the palace secretly, change your identity and renew Life. As for the Lang family, as long as the Shangguan clan ruled the Dongling for one day, it would have its place."

Lang Linling trembled suddenly. She really didn't expect Shangguan Jinghong to say that. He still called her old nickname. His face was flushed slightly, but his eyes were clear...relentless, not at all like a leader. The appearance of time is frantic and at a loss.

"I'm not out of the palace, Shangguan Jinghong, you always know that I love you...I love you."

"I won't fight with her... Your concubine will be too many in the future, and I can protect her in the harem like you protect her..." Her nose was sour, not hatred but sadness came to her heart.

Shangguan Jinghong's laughter came softly.

"You don't need to protect her. She has my protection enough. Without the harem, I won't have any more concubines. Even if she doesn't love me anymore, I won't canonize any more women."

"Except for her, I don't have that feeling for other women, and I don't have any need. You will come...but my desire for her is so obvious? No wonder she wants to run...hehe."

He was not joking or joking, nor did he want her to retreat when she was in trouble, but he really talked lightly when she was a friend who came to him for a drink.

"You really decided to wait for her?"

"Ok."

"Can you wait, she treats you..."

"Then until I can't wait."

Lang Linling clearly saw the blue knuckles appearing on the table, she took a deep breath, but still stood up awkwardly.

"You are not afraid that I will kill her?" she asked him with a smile.

"If it were a previous life, we would never have too much intersection. In this life, there are too many established destinies. I will marry you. I will bear you. I will use my way to compensate. You are a wise man. Don't try to persecute. I, don’t try, you can’t bet your entire family’s life. No matter you, me, or five brothers, the world is everywhere, but no matter the three realms or the six realms, everyone has his responsibility, who You can't live for yourself."

In his ears, his voice was as gentle as water. Never before had Lang Linling felt that he was like a Buddha.

A Buddha who is ruthless to anyone but has desires for one.

Friends, confidants, in the end, they only have this, and he is only willing to give her this. Maybe it should be said that everything has been doomed since the day I first met.

In the dimly lit place, who is so proud of a down-and-out boy, said with a smile, it is not you who help me, we help each other.

The Lang family kept it and got what she wanted many years ago. Her wish came true, didn't she.

He didn't actually owe her anything.

This is her choice.

If it were other people, she would never make friends, let alone love.

In the beginning, it was what she wanted from him.

As a result, I lost my love.

All her life.

This is the whole life he gave her and the whole life she gave herself.

She did not dare to kill the leader.

Nor will it.

She can't kill the leader, and she still wants to take half of his heart. Isn't it stupid to achieve Shen Qingling?

Leaving the palace, how she left, in the palace, can still see him; after leaving, there is nothing left.

Let him feel a trace of guilt towards her.

Even guilt is never love.

But at least, guilt will make the memory a little stronger, and he can always remember her in his life.

Tears burst into her face, but she did not wipe it, nor did she turn back to go out to the front door, and walked a few steps toward the dark side door, but then suddenly turned back, wanting to look at him again.

But he saw that he had withdrawn her cup, put it on the stool, poured his own glass half a cup, placed it on the opposite position, and smiled, "Chu'er, I know you want to drink, you used to be in the heavens. He would drink secretly without telling me. Once, I drank too and did something wrong with you. At that time, I was not drunk... I stood outside the temple again that night... You always thought I was I don’t want you, I don’t want to, I’m sorry, I’m afraid you will have an accident, the stone beast outside the Flying Heaven Palace knows how many nights I have been standing there... Well, now you have a little monster, you can’t drink too much, half Just a cup."

"Why don't you drink it? Isn't it good?" he said with a slight frown, picked up the wine on the table, took a sip, nodded thoughtfully, and muttered: "This wine is a bit strong , I will get some fruits to make wine for you..."

Running in the opposite direction, he held the cup tightly and walked towards the front door.

Lang Linling was very embarrassed. When facing other people, he was sober, in fact, he was drunk early.

Leader, if I were you, I can do whatever I want. Even if I die now, I am willing.

She thought about it, but saw him suddenly standing at the door, seeming to be blocked by someone.

...

Did he do something.

Maybe not.

It was here that he threatened a woman and then made a drunken madness.

The leader made up his mind.

If it was destined to be hurt, she would admit it.

It's not that she suddenly became brave, but she didn't want him to be lonely anymore.

In Sanshen III, she suffered breaks again and again, and her edges and corners were worn out early.

But, who made her fall in love with a Buddha.

She must be brave even when she is not brave enough. As long as he dares to love, she dares to follow.

Even if he is not a Buddha, if he does have a reason to make her love, if she does not want to let go anyway, it is better to try instead of retreating.

Maybe it will still fail next time, maybe it will get better.

Seeing him frowning, staring at her, and then reaching out to rub his eyes, she also lowered her head to wipe away the moisture in the corners of her eyes, she didn't know what she wanted to say to him.

Can't say, I forgive you, let's start again.

Howson.

He didn't move yet, so he stared at her in a daze. At this time, he was not flying, not Qin Ge, or even stunned by officials, but looked like Jing Qing.

"Father, Lord, Master Alice is looking for you."

Next to him, Lao Tie and Jing Ping were too anxious, and the four big and beautiful women rolled his eyes, Jing Qing stomped and roared.

Shangguan Jinghong was shocked, but still motionless, and rubbed his eyes vigorously, but the leader couldn't help it, walked in front of him, punched him hard, and muttered: "You still have to fight Do I spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together? No, I will go back."

Shangguan's lips moved in shock, and the words were too late to speak first. The next second he took her into his arms. It seems to prevent her from turning back.

The wine cup in his hand fell to the ground, scenting a place.