He drew closer and lingered around Xia Ling's face.
The fragrance of little purple sandalwood lingered around Xia Ling's nose like Jin Luo's invasion.
Xia Ling looked at this face. It was obviously similar to JI yuan. Looking at him, she thought of another face.
His eyes were gentle and he always looked at her quietly and deeply, with a leisurely demeanor.
Jin Luo was too stubborn. Whenever he met someone he liked, he would always try his best to grab it in his hands. He wanted everything, but he did not have a sense of security.
However, as a free soul, Xia Ling preferred mature relationships... ...
"Your Highness, please have some self-respect. "
Xia Ling pushed Jin Luo away and looked into his eyes with determination. She pulled out his sword and took two steps back.
She only took a breath of the fragrance. She did not lose her strength, which really disappointed Jin Luo.
Holding the sword, she turned to the door of the warm pavilion and left her back to Jin Luo. Xia Ling was confident that when Jin Luo moved again, she would be able to avoid all of his attacks.
King Lu, King Bai... ... When did these two vassal kings join forces ? ?
How could Jin Luo dare to openly lock her in this warm pavilion.
Xia Ling raised her sword and opened the door of the warm pavilion.
"You've changed your mind, right? " Jin Luo's voice sounded behind her. "You have him in your heart, so you're anxious. You want to save him? Changrong, am I right? You betrayed our feelings. "
Xia Ling tilted her head. "betrayed? Wasn't it you? "
Jin Luo had too many opportunities to marry Xu Changrong.
But in the end, Xu Changrong still married Jin Jue.
If Jin Luo had fought for it earlier, how could Xu Changrong have been so heartbroken?
Wasn't he the one who avoided them at the Peach Blossom banquet After not showing his face for so many days, wasn't he the one who used his trump card the moment he showed his face?
Now that things had come to this, how could he have the face to mention the word 'betrayal' ?
"But I have too many last resort. You should understand. " Jin Luo's voice was Hoarse.
Xia Ling: "I don't understand. I don't understand anything. "
"Then Changrong, I hope that you are still the same Changrong who called me brother Jin Luo when we first met and said that you would wait for me for the rest of my life. "
As Jin Luo said this, his tone was no longer right.
Outside the warm pavilion, King Lu's residence was exceptionally quiet. The original banquet and banter seemed to have disappeared overnight.
A thick smell of blood came from the air.
Xia Ling's pupils constricted.
King Lu, Consort Lu, Jin Luo, what on Earth did they do?
"Lady Xu, didn't father tell you to take good care of Yushu in the residence? Why did you come to King Lu's residence in the blink of an eye to provoke the laughingstock? QUICKLY RETURN WITH THIS IMPERIAL GRANDSON! "
In front of them, the arrogant and tender voice of a boy rang out.
King Lu, Princess Lu, Xia Ling ordered Ming Cui, who had returned to the crown prince's manor to get reinforcements, and Jin Ye, who was squeezed in front like a duck.
The six-year-old boy tried his best to remain calm, but his slightly trembling shoulders showed his fear.
Behind him, blood dripped from King Lu's Longsword, causing small potholes on the ground.
"Jin Ye... "
Xia Ling looked at the 873 above Jin Ye's head.
She had asked Ming Cui to get reinforcements, but she did not expect that Jin Ye, who had such a low opinion of her, would come to save her.
This King Lu's residence was a den of thieves. They were destined to enter but not leave today.
"Chang Rong, don't look. "
Jin Luo's gentle voice sounded from behind Xia Ling.
His slender hand covered Xia Ling's eyes.
When he silently approached, Xia Ling's acupoints were also pressed.
Jin Jue's lowered voice carried a hint of gentleness. It actually sounded somewhat similar to Jin Jue.
King Lu and King Bai had rebelled. Where was Jin Jue Did he know What was the situation now?