Chapter 270 Going Deeper [3]

Lightly paused, she didn't have an answer to this question.

Will you go?
Under the circumstances that Xiye loves her and she loves Xiye, will he leave?
Maybe—yes, maybe—no.

"Qingluan, you should know that with my current identity, he and I are on the opposite side." When Qingying said these words, she felt uncomfortable.

This sentence is both true and a lie.

"My servant knows that Miss is no longer the concubine daughter of Pingguo who married into the palace seven years ago. Miss is now the Princess of Pingguo, holding half of the country in her hand. How could she still be the lady she used to be?" Qingluan moved her lips, but she still didn't Laughing, she was afraid that her smile would not be respectful, but instead turned into a mockery.

The princess who holds the power, and the queen who lives deep in the harem.

Just like the current lightness and zhanluoning, the former lives for oneself and can decide one's own destiny, while the latter is eternal loneliness.

Whoever it is, would not choose the latter, and lightness is no exception.

"Then, Miss will leave His Majesty, right?" Qingluan asked softly, her voice trembling slightly, showing a sense of fear about this question.

"I..." The light answer was in his mouth, hesitating and unable to speak.

"Miss, I can tell you one thing." Qingluan got up, bent her knees, knelt in front of Qingying, her eyes were clear and firm: "If Miss wants to leave, please kill Your Majesty before leaving."

Lightly frowned, "Why?"

"Rather than let His Majesty fall into crazy pain, this servant would rather miss take His Majesty's life." Qingluan looked at Lily.

"You think too much." Said lightly and lightly: "He is Jun Xiye, the only Jun Xiye in the world. Even if the world falls, the Jun Xiye will not frown."

"That's right, your majesty won't frown when the sky falls and the earth falls. But miss, your departure is far more terrifying than the sky collapsing. To your majesty, the lady is his sky, his land, and his Everything, even his life."

Qingqing's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, she turned her head, and said coldly: "I left seven years ago, and he has lived well until now."

After finishing speaking, she turned to look at Qingluan: "No one will be really crazy because of someone's departure, and a rational person like Jun Xiye is no exception."

"……Ah!"

Qingluan suddenly laughed, almost weakly: "Miss, do you know what kind of life Your Majesty has lived in these seven years?"

"Of course I know, don't forget, I have been confronting him all these years."

"Miss, what you see is just the tip of the iceberg." Qingluan knelt up straight, and said in a sad voice, "Miss, this servant will take you to a place, if you get there, Miss will still insist on leaving His Majesty, this servant has nothing to say. "

Pursing her lips lightly, she finally nodded.

"……it is good."

Qingying didn't know where the carriage would take her, but she knew that this time, she had to go.

Close your eyes, Jun Xiye is in your mind.

Every word he said, every thing he did, appeared so clearly before his eyes.

Xiye...

Qingluan stopped the carriage and opened the curtain: "Miss, we're here."

Qingying stepped out of the carriage, raised her eyes and looked up: "Prince Yong's Mansion!"

It turned out that the place Qingluan asked her to come to was Prince Yong's Mansion...

Qingluan pushed open the door of Prince Yong's Mansion, "Miss, please follow me."

Stepping up the steps lightly, the image of her getting a divorce letter seven years ago appeared in her mind—it was here that Jun Xiye divorced her, and a divorce letter cut off everything.

(End of this chapter)

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