My Unrivalled Princess: I Won’t Mess With You

Murong Yun looked at Luo Qianchan silently, feeling that she didn't understand what she said.

"I mean ... reselecting the Crown Prince ... it is likely that it will be me."

"Then I congratulate the eighth prince in advance!"

Murong Yun said it outright, but was congratulated by Luo Qiangan! He couldn't laugh or cry, and suddenly felt that all his previous worries were like jokes.

"No, shallow, do you understand me? If I become a prince, the future will be the emperor who opened the country that day."

"That's natural, is there anything wrong?" # _ # 27218470

Luo Qianchan still looked relaxed, and Murong Yun had a small temper in his heart.

"If I am the emperor, then you are the queen! Live in that deep palace, virtuous and virtuous!"

"what?"

Luo Qianqian frowned when he heard the words "Xianliangshude". However, Murong Yun thought she was an abandonment of marrying herself to become a queen, and her temper was even better.

"My King looks at you like I never thought I would marry my King!" # 2.7218470

"I haven't thought about it yet ..."

Luo Qian shallowly muttered, she now has a little hope that she can go back. Xiaobai also said that all these are uncertain factors.

"you!"

Murong Yun heard Luo Qiang's muttering and looked at her angrily. Luo Qiangan hurriedly explained. @ & @!

"No, no, I mean, isn't there a wedding date yet? Is it a bit too early to think?"

Seeing Murong Yun's face darkened, Luo Qianqing quickly coaxed. But where is this Murong Yun?

"It's nothing, it seems that the king is self-confident and still thinking that you are free and unwilling to be restrained. If I am Chu Jun, if you want to live in that deep palace in the future, you must be uncomfortable. Who wants you I didn't want to marry my King at all, and my King really did it! "

When Murong Yun was about to leave, Luo Qiang sighed helplessly. Who would have thought that the eight-faced Lord of Cold Warfare had such a naive side.

"I don't mean that!" * $ &)

Luo Qianchan hugged Murong Yun from behind, with tenderness in his tone.

Murong Yun looked down and saw Luo Qianchan holding his hand tightly. The discomfort on his face was slightly resolved, and he asked coldly.

"So what do you mean?"

Luo Qian shallow heard Murong Yun's tone changed, carefully approached him, looked at him with a sense of anger, smiled flatteringly.

"The meaning of others is that now is the time to fight against the Liang clan and the Crown Prince, so there is no such thing as a big marriage for the time being. But in fact, Qian Qian has always wanted to marry you. "

Luo Qianshen looked right, looking at Murong Yun seriously.

"What you worry about is nothing, Mu Rongyun, no matter if you are the eighth prince or the prince, even if it is a grassroots in this day of the nation, I will only consider you alone.

Luo Qianchan's words were almost like pouring hot pot of hot water on the ice of thousands of years, warm and wanton. Murong Yun looked at Luo Qianchan emotionally, and was moved. He reached out and held Luo's shallow cheek, and bowed his head to kiss him ...

"Prince!"

Just as the lips of the two were about to touch, the Fengqing was so immortal that he ran over and called Murong Yun. Immediately after seeing the picture in front of her, she braked and shut up. But ... it's too late.

Luo Qian shallow pushed Murong Yun away, his face flushed, pretending to be fanless with his hands. Murong Yun's face was gloomy, and he looked at Feng Qing with killing intention.

Feng Qing swallowed a few mouthfuls of drooling uneasily, and didn't dare to leave, leaving behind and feeling ... too terrible.

"It's so hot today, I ... there's still something on the training ground, let's talk first!"

Luo Qianqian shouted hard, fanning herself with a red face, and hurried toward the training ground. Murong Yun's gaze was gloomy toward Fengqing, so frightened that Fengqing's face was dumbfounded.

"My lord ... it's not intentional."

"Are you important on purpose? What's important now is that if you can't say anything important, King will throw you out of here!"

Murong Yun exasperated, Feng Qing nodded quickly.

"Yes, lord. I ... we said to the spies in the city. Two days ago, near the Prince's House, two black men in cloaks always came in and out, suspiciously."

Murong Yun moaned unhappyly.

"Then Mu Chaoyang originally had his own princely gang, and gathered a lot of people. This time fighting against the king, this has damaged a lot of people, and now it is not surprising to recruit some people."

"But Prince, this is what the Prince has become, and many people are unwilling to follow him anymore. This is the second, and importantly, our people have inadvertently seen the face of one of the two, and they miss the Liang tribe. Patriarch, Liang Aoer. "

"Liang Aoer?"

Mu Rongyun frowned when he heard the name. If this person went to Mu Chaoyang, he would have another

Don't talk about it.

"People keep staring, it's better to be able to identify the two."

Murong Yun became tense. In these days, the Liang clan and the Prince's Gang have quieted down. It is impossible to do something bigger. But now that this prince is abolished, what kind of storm can there be when Liang Aoer comes to cooperate with an abolished prince? Murong Yun couldn't understand.

The next day, Murong Yun obeyed the emperor's order and went to the palace. I met senior officials and nobles along the way, and came forward to please him. In their eyes, Murong Yun had only one imperial edict, and he was already the new Chujun.

Sure enough, the emperor's eyes turned to Murong Yun as soon as he went to the dynasty. After confirming his presence, he signaled to the **** next to him.

The **** came up with the decree, and everyone knew it. Only Murong Yun's face was dull, as if driving a duck to the shelves.

"Prince arrives!"

Just as the **** launched his decree and announced it, there was a sudden noise outside the temple. Everyone heard the word Prince, and their eyes widened in amazement toward the door of the temple. Even the emperor got up from the dragon chair and squinted.

Everyone saw that Mu Chaoyang came in proudly, wearing a princely suit. His legs were strong and strong, striding forward, without seeing any disability.

Everyone was embarrassed, and looked at each other somehow. The emperor quickly stopped the declared **** and motioned him to step down. When Mu Chaoyang passed by Murong Yun, he deliberately skimmed it, as if it were ****.

"Children, see Father Emperor. Please also ask Father Emperor for forgiveness. The son was seriously injured before, and he was almost recuperated in the past two days, but he was still weak, so he was late."

Mu Chaoyang knelt down to pay homage, and the emperor stunned for a long time, hurriedly came down, and lifted up Mu Chaoyang. Then he looked down at Mu Chaoyang's left leg carefully, and he was indeed unconstrained and stood firmly.