Chapter 32 Special Emotions

The smile at the corners of her mouth began to disappear inch by inch. Finally, she just squeezed, and the corners of her eyes began to turn red and wet. Finally, a drop of tears were like the water that opened the sluice, moistening her cyan clothes. The color of the collar gradually changed from light to deep, but no matter how blurred the tears were, she never looked from the front. The man who was attentive to preach moved away.

For her, it's just a man, a man she like.

Zhao Huier moved slightly and seemed to want to get up, but she was pressed hard by Zhao Ling beside her. Zhao Ling shook her head at him with a warning in her eyes.

Zhao Huier bit her lip fiercely and sat still, but her eyes were scattered, and her thoughts were no longer here.

When it was about to end, Murong Xun felt that Huihong/Mage's eyes paused slightly on Zhao Huier's body beside her for a moment, and then turned his eyes away and stopped on his body. Huihong/Mage's eyes were soft but with the power to penetrate everything. For a moment, Murong Xun seemed to feel that he had been completely seen by the man above. There is a feeling of no escape. She has a feeling that she can't help how she struggles.

After that, Murong Xun wanted to go back to his room to rest, but Zhao Ling took a few steps quickly and stopped her.

"I don't know what's wrong with the King of Qin?" Murong Xun raised his eyes and asked faintly.

Zhao Ling's long body stood up, with a faint expression on his face, and his eyes were a little chilly, "Come with me!"

Murong Xun followed the King of Qin to a secluded courtyard, planted with many birch trees. At this time, the branches and leaves were luxuriant, casting a thick shadow.

The king of Qin looked at Murong Xun, moved his lips and said, "Have you seen the princess's expression just now?"

Murong Xun nodded and said, "Don't worry, the prince, it's about the reputation of the heavenly family. The people and women won't talk nonsense!"

Zhao Ling smiled and raised his eyelids over Murong Xun's head and looked at the mottled shadow on the wall of a wing room in the yard. "You understand!"

Zhao Ling's lips moved, sighed again, and said, "As a royal family, there are also difficulties as a royal family, but outsiders may not understand these grievances. The princess is too messed up. Not to mention the royal family, even in the family of ordinary people, this kind of love is not acceptable in the world. After a little silence, Zhao Ling said again, "Now that you already know, I hope that if you have time, you can persuade the princess!"

Murong Xun smiled and smiled very lightly, but with a kind of inexplicable sadness, "In emotional matters, others often only stand on their own standpoints. In fact, who is right and who is wrong, and who knows, how can there be right or wrong in feelings? The princess just fell in love with a man, and a woman fell in love with a man!"

Zhao Ling also smiled, and the chill in his eyes weakened slightly. Looking at Murong Xun's eyes, he had some exploration. "Since there is an ethical program in the world that often divides the fields for what we should do, we live in this narrow circle. It's all wrong to take a step! At this time, the eyes of the world, this is the reality!"

Murong Xun looked up at Zhao Ling. When he looked at her, he lowered his head slightly and a shadow fell on his face. He looked very serious, as if he was talking about himself.

Murong Xun suddenly felt a little distressed for him. She remembered that when he was a child as the favorite son of the emperor, he was so flamboyant and unscrupulous. It's not easy to live now. As he said, he can only act in the circle designated by others. If he goes out of the circle, it's not wrong, but death.

"The women know it, and the women will give it a try!" Murong said.

"Yes, Chen Fang's matter has come to an end!" Before leaving, Zhao Ling suddenly said again.

"Ah?" Murong Xun was stunned.

Zhao Ling stood with his hands on his hands, looked at the sky, and then at Murong Xun and said, "I remember that day in the restaurant, I asked you what you think about me wanting to protect Chen Fang. Although everyone asked me to leave this matter alone, and there is no benefit to me, you support me, right?

Zhao Ling paused for a moment and said, "Despite Wang Libao, the old foxes in the court always thought that they wanted to give an explanation to the State of Wei. Although Chen Fang's death penalty was abable, he was assigned to the frontier!"

Murong Xun said gently, "For Chen Fang, this matter is to escape from death. The prince has also done his best and there is no need to blame himself!"

Zhao Ling sighed deeply, "Daxiang is now like a drooping old man. If there is no fresh blood injection, he will only survive on the original ruins and one day become someone else's pocket!" He took a look at Murong Xun's slightly frowned Emei and smiled, "What do you know when I tell you?"

When he returned to his room, Murong Xun found that Yingge had been waiting at the door of the yard. When he saw Murong Xun's figure, he said, "Miss is back. There is a little master waiting for the lady!"

"Oh?" Murong Xun entered the yard with doubt. There was a small sami standing in the yard. When he saw her coming back, he said, "Amitabha!"

Murong Xun asked, "I don't know what the little master is looking for me."

Little Sami said, "It's not that the little monk has something to find the female benefactor, but that the little monk's master has invited the female benefactor to talk about it!"

Murong Xun became more and more confused. He still went to the east yard with Xiao Shami, in which Huihong/Mage lived.

"Master, the female benefactor has arrived!" After Xiao Shami announced, he went down.

Huihong/Master looked up and said with a smile, "Please come in!"

Murong Xun stepped in and smelled a good smell of sandalwood, which was very calm. Huihong/Mage sat cross-legged on the mat and was making tea.

The hot tea rolled with the tender green tea. Huihong closed the lid and looked at Murong Xun gently, "Please sit down, donor!"

After a while, the tea had been cooked, and Huihong poured a cup for Murong, "Please!"

Murong Xun's tea-making technique and etiquette are very professional, so he laughed and said, "I didn't expect that the mage would be proficient in tea ceremony!"

Huihong smiled and said, "When you make tea, you can wash away the distractions in your heart!"

"Does the mage also have miscellaneous thoughts?" Murong Xun picked up the teacup and sniffed it. A fragrant smell of tea overflowed the tip of his nose.

"Everyone has distractions, and the poor monk is just an ordinary person!" Huihong smiled, picked up the teacup, smelled it at the tip of his nose, and looked at Murong Xun and said, "However, the benefactor is not like an ordinary woman!"

Murong Xun paused slightly, "How can you see it?" She looked at Huihong's eyes. He had a 20-year-old appearance, but his eyes were like an old man who had experienced the vicissitudes of life and full of wisdom.

"Where you come from, you should go back to where you come from! The sun, moon and stars, flowers, birds and trees have their own laws!" Huihong took a sip of tea and said faintly.

Murong Xun also took a sip of tea, "Everything is not my choice, it's God's will. I think that since God has made his arrangement, it naturally has its meaning! All we can do is quietly wait for the arrival of this oracle!"

"Everything that exists against the laws of nature will be cruelly punished by God. Don't believe it, the benefactor. The poor monk didn't have the heart to tell the truth. As for how to choose, it's all the benefactor's own meaning!" Huihong said slowly. His voice was not loud, but word by word entered Murong Xun's heart. She is fashionable and doesn't know that the monk in front of her is not alarmist, and how cruel the punishment she will face is.

"Thank you for the mage's reminder!" Murong Xun was a little flustered and wanted to leave. It seemed that staying with this person for a while was constantly reminding him how incompatible he was with the world. She got up, paused again, and her eyes floated gently to Huihong. "The master has such ability. Can he know his fate?"

Huihong's calm face suddenly turned white. He smiled, looked at Murong Xun and said firmly, "I know!"

Murong Xun didn't know the meaning of what Huihong said. Her eyes turned again and said, "So what if I don't know the fate of Princess Huier?"

The smile on Huihong's face has completely disappeared. His face is calm, but his eyes are already a little panicked. "I know, I don't know. What can I do?"

Murong Xun guessed well. Huihong really knows Hui's feelings for Hui'er, but he doesn't know what his attitude is. He thinks that Huihong is a generation of senior monks and should not be addicted to children's private affairs. Don't worry about this.

"Who's outside!" Murong Xun's eyes stabbed away and said coldly.

But seeing a panicked voice flashing hurriedly outside, Murong Xun immediately chased out, "Height!"

The figure in front paused for a moment, but stopped.

Murong Xun stepped forward quickly, "Princess, it's really you!"

Zhao Huier smiled bleakly, and her eyes were still red and swollen. "I, I just want to see him!"

Murong Xun patted her on the shoulder, "Go back!"

After Murong Xun returned to the wing room, he poured a cup of tea, which was held in his hand but did not drink tea for a long time.

"What's on your mind?"

Murong Xun looked at the edge warily and saw a red figure on the foot, "Why are you here?"

The fifth aunt smiled and said, "The place in the world comes as soon as I want to. There are so many reasons!" She straightened up and looked at Murong Xun again. "I'm looking at you absent-minded. Is there something on your mind? Things in this world are either good or bad, so which one do you encounter?

"The things in the world are also caused by misfortunes and blessings. You are a good thing. Will you know whether the next thing will be a bad thing?" Murong Xun took a sip of tea.

"If nothing happens and you have to worry for half a day, bad things will be unhappy, and good things will be thought of by yourself. Then what happy things are there in the world? Isn't it too tiring to live like this!" The fifth aunt raised her red lips gently, with indescribable amorous feelings. "As I said, the best way to live is... There is wine and drunk today!" She said slowly, and suddenly there was a flash in her eyes, and a hidden weapon between her fingers was already shot at Murong Xun.

Murong Xun's whole body stiffened, and the cold light flashed in his eyes. The wine glass in his hand had flown out and touched the silver needle in the air. The silver needle shot into the wall of the cup, hit a few Xuan Er, and broke in mid-air.

The fifth aunt looked at Murong Xun with a smile, "Sure enough, there is a little foundation!" The tip of her nose moved and sniffed in the air, "Smell, there is a familiar smell!"

Murong Xun stood up, and a few silver needles had reached his fingers. He looked at his fifth aunt coldly, "What on earth are you trying to say?"