Love on the bed: the abandoned concubine of the king

The spies took orders and retreated again.

The main hall was dark, and not a single ray of sunlight shone in.

And Dongliu seemed to have not seen the sun for a long time, he walked out slowly, and it happened that the sun came out today.He felt the warmth of the sun, and his complexion was still as cold as a millennium. He frowned. Such warmth reminded him of that gentle face.

Furong... that woman...

He turned around and walked towards a small building.

It's just that the small building seemed uninhabited, so desolate, Dongliu frowned, and the people guarding the door saw Dongliu, and quickly knelt down to salute.

Dong Liu walked in without looking at them.

There is only one side room in the small building, which is supported by pillars, but it is several meters above the ground, and there are no stairs. This is to prevent people who do not know martial arts from escaping.

For example hibiscus.

Dong Liu jumped up easily. On the porch, he seemed to hear the sound of the piano being tuned. He stood outside without moving a bit.

The person inside seemed to sigh, and felt that the strings were tuned, so he plucked the strings.

But it was an extremely sad piece, and the sound of the piano was clear, but it made Dongliu very unhappy.Without hesitation, he pushed the door open.

Fu Rong, who was sitting in the banquet, didn't look up, she thought it was the maid delivering the food.

"Play the head more cheerfully, just like before." Dong Liu said softly.

The strings snapped.

Fu Rong's complexion turned pale in an instant, she slowly raised her head, and saw Dong Liu, his resolute face showed no emotion, she sat up straight, put her hands down, and said: "The strings are broken."

"I have searched many guqins for you." Dong Liu sat down and saw Fu Rong again. Her face was still a bit haggard, and her eyes were not as bright as before.

People imprisoned here can only stay in these small rooms of a few feet every day, how can they still be in good spirits.

Dong Liu's heart sank, if Fu Rong had been more obedient, he would not have done this.

"That's right..." Fu Rong recalled, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, but there was a hint of desolation, "But this is also a thing of the past. In my life, I don't want to play the piano anymore."

She spoke so naturally, as if she was talking about something indifferent.

She used to be Miss Rong from Yinyue Palace. Although she has no real power, the people here respect her three points. There are also rumors that Dongliu must have fallen in love with her and will marry her as his wife if he treats her so well.

But this is just a rumor, after all, it's just a rumor.

And she was imprisoned at this time, she hadn't gone outside for a long time, she had almost forgotten the scenery outside, she didn't know how long Dongliu would imprison her.

Such a difficult day is better than death.

"No more playing the piano?" Dong Liu snorted coldly, stared at Fu Rong coldly, and glanced at her hands, "Then why do you still keep your hands?"

Fu Rong was taken aback for a moment, hearing such a heartless sentence, she almost couldn't react.

She pursed her lips and smiled, and spread her hands: "Yeah, I might as well die."

"Furong." Dong Liu's eyes were condensed with a cold light, as if to coat everything around him with a layer of frost.

Furong followed the prestige and saw Dongliu sitting there without changing his face, his expression never fluctuating a bit.

"Do you want to see your brother for the last time?"

It was as if something exploded in her chest, her pupils were constricted, she stared at Dongliu tightly, her hands were clenched tightly, her nails were embedded in her palms, she didn't even know the pain.

"How dare you?!" Fu Rong stood up suddenly, and her gentle face became fierce at this time.

Dongliu looked at Furong calmly, and said lightly: "What is I dare? You should know that your younger brother has practiced some martial arts, and put his own life in it. Even if I don't do it, he won't live for a few years." of."

Fu Rong's complexion was pale, she slowly fell down on the mat, and suddenly felt powerless all over her body, she trembled for a while, but met Dong Liu's eyes again, and said, "Then what are you going to do?"

"Seize the world." Dongliu only said three words.

Furong's lip color faded instantly, she was not surprised at what Dongliu said, but she thought Dongliu was always aiming at martial arts, how did she know that he was so ambitious!

The corner of Dongliu's mouth twitched, he gave a rare smile, and said, "Furong, when the time comes, I will let you... I will give you the best, you are still a princess with a noble status."

"I don't need it." Furong refused coldly.

Dongliu is too fickle, she is already elusive.

Although his previous temperament was indifferent, he was also gentle towards her, which made her think that he loved her.

But Dongliu is becoming more and more ruthless now, and even imprisoned her here. She feels that this is not the real Dongliu!

"You don't need it?" Dong Liu asked back, "How many people want it, but you don't want it?"

Seeing that she didn't answer, Dong Liu came over, knelt down in front of her, and stared at her pair of water-like eyes.

There seemed to be a gleam of light in his eyes, and he said softly: "Furong, the world will be divided for a long time, and the world will be united for a long time. Now is the time for unification. Why don't you support me? Now it's your brother who is helping me. The cold, I will suppress it for him, if he really can't hold it anymore, then I will also give him a grand burial. Tell me, isn't this bad?"

"Although it is now divided into two countries and many small countries, the people still live and work in peace and contentment. If you want to start a war, how many casualties will there be?" Fu Rong said anxiously, "Dongliu, Yinyue Palace is just a school in the martial arts. You How can you be king?"

"Naturally, there are sacrifices, such as Su Dai." Dong Liu sighed vaguely, not sure if he was moved, "Wen Yanfu, who said that people in the martial arts can't be called kings?"

Furong was startled when Dongliu called her own name, but when she heard Su Dai's words, her body trembled even more.

She raised her head in disbelief: "What did you say? Su Dai?"

"Lingyan said that she killed Su Dai, but did it really happen? I still..."

Before Dong Liu finished speaking, Fu Rong swung her palm over, leaving a red mark on Dong Liu's face.

That crisp sound, that heavy breathing, made people uneasy.

Dongliu could dodge it, but he didn't dodge it. At this time, Furong realized what a stupid thing she had done, but she also lost all reason at this time!

"You are so cruel! You actually asked Shangguan Lingyan to kill Su Dai!" Fu Rong was locked here, so she didn't know the outside news.

With Wen Yimo's temperament, it would not be so easy to accept.

Dong Liu's complexion changed slightly, and he said, "She hindered me."