Seventy-seven meeting GL

Tianlang Palace Imperial Study Room

Back in the imperial study, Lang Kangzhe was in a bad mood, his handsome face was particularly gloomy, and his narrow eyes were full of displeasure.

Seeing this, Qian Shu silently backed away and stood by the door, bowing his head as if holding his breath.Judging by his expression, the new emperor probably broke up with the seventh princess.After staying in the court for so many years, he knows the temperament of the Lang family well, and understands the truth that being with the king is like being with a tiger.

Lang Kangzhe sat quietly for a while, "Oh, I only love myself?" He repeated Mo Ziyou's words in a low voice, anger welling up in his eyes, "In her opinion, I am such a selfish person? Then what should I do?" What is all this for? For what, huh?!"

"Come here, bring me some wine!" Lang Kangzhe roared because of his displeasure.

Wine is really a good thing. Recently, he has been questioned by rumors and gossip, and under tremendous pressure, Lang Kangzhe feels the comforting effect of good wine more and more.Soon, a servant came in with a wine tray.Lang Kangzhe took the silver jug ​​of fine wine, filled it by himself, and drank several cups in a fit of anger.A blush quickly appeared on his face, the smell of alcohol diffused, and Lang Kangzhe's vision became hazy as a result.

Mo Ziyou completely underestimated him, even explaining to her was useless.Lang Kangzhe felt powerless about this, and felt an uncontrollable anger, but because it was Mo Ziyou, he suppressed his anger again and again, allowing the tyrannical emotions in his heart to spread everywhere.

"She doesn't understand my intentions at all! She doesn't understand my difficulties at all!"

Almost at this second, Lang Kangzhe clearly realized that Mo Ziyou was no longer the girl who only had herself in the previous world.

The former Mo Ziyou would understand and tolerate him. Mo Ziyou not only trusted himself, but also supported and encouraged him from time to time. No one could not be tempted by such a young woman.She stretches out her hand to you with a smile, speaks to you in a soft voice, and occasionally points out your mistakes bluntly, as if gathering all the good things about a woman.Independent, tenacious, not squeamish, with insightful words, but willing to show his soft and obedient side to Lang Kangzhe, Lang Kangzhe believed in Mo Ziyou like a drunkard.

But now, that was almost no longer his Mo Ziyou!

Her strange, indifferent and even bored attitude humiliated Lang Kangzhe's self-esteem. Is it necessary for a new Emperor Tianlang to admit that his woman has changed her mind? !Before that, he didn't even bother to believe it.

That's Princess Mo Ziyou of Xiling!Mo Ziyou who cannot be conquered by others, Mo Ziyou who only wants the world in his heart, Mo Ziyou who has no feelings, Mo Ziyou who makes him crazy!

——It's all a complete lie!A woman's heart is simply the most vicious lie in the world!Lang Kangzhe thought so, and even Mo Ziyou hated him.

Even if he was unwilling to accept it, there was an answer that gradually became clear in Lang Kangzhe's heart.

The hidden relationship between the woman and the woman happened to him again like a nightmare, which made him feel at a loss.

Is it possible that Mo Ziyou was lured or coerced?Maybe Xiao Shi has such despicable means... No, it's not possible... If Mo Ziyou fell for another person from the bottom of her heart, then what she would pay for that person must be far beyond what she can match!

No!no!Lang Kangzhe muttered vaguely, how can Mo Ziyou change his mind?Lang Kangzhe asked himself uncertainly, maybe she was just fascinated for a while, maybe she would still be sober?Lang Kangzhe became less and less confident. The fear deep in his heart made him extremely sensitive, and at the same time, his heart became colder and colder.

Tianlang Imperial City Kunning Palace

Qing Wu stood by the door, watching Lang Kangzhe go away.King Xuan was ordered to evict guests, and he left reluctantly.

His own master is powerful, Qingwu couldn't help thinking, a few words can send away such a majestic King Xuan, no—it is the new Emperor Tianlang.With this court, I'm afraid no one can be so arrogant and arrogant, right?However, they are currently dependent on others after all. Would it be too much for the master to do this?

Just as he was thinking in his heart, he suddenly heard "Qingwu", which turned out to be in the inner hall, and Mozi called quietly.

"Master, do you have an order?" Qingwu walked around the screen and poked her head to look at her own princess.Mo Ziyou was standing in front of the quaint huanghuali bookshelf, rummaging for something, his thin body was as tall and straight as a bamboo, his expression was serious but showed a hint of haste.

"Do you still remember that in Tianlang Capital, there was a wave of Xiling spies we planted?"

"Remember, master hasn't contacted them for a long time?"

"Listen carefully, help me find them these two days, and let them go back to Xiling to deliver a letter." Mo Ziyou finally took out a printed box from the bookshelf and walked to the desk while talking.

"Come here and grind the ink," Mo Ziyou ordered, raised his hand to take the brush from the pen stand, and began to write quickly, a row of delicate and sharp lowercase characters appeared on the paper.

Seeing the solemn expression on the master's face, Qingwu hurriedly stepped forward to help, not daring to neglect.

"I can't get out of the Kunning Palace, and you are being watched closely. You must be more careful, and deliver this letter completely to the royal father. If the royal father has no time, you can also send it to the elder brother."

"Yes! Even at the risk of life and death, Qingwu must ensure that the information is delivered exactly." Qingwu nodded repeatedly and solemnly promised.After finishing speaking, he asked with some doubts, "But these days, haven't we been secretly communicating with the country? Why did the master suddenly rush to write this letter?"

Mo Ziyou smiled lightly, as if he had expected her to ask this question a long time ago.

"Do you think that Lang Kangzhe is such a good-tempered person, so he let me go easily?" Mo Ziyou's face remained calm, and he said lightly, "Lang Kangzhe is not a person who is willing to be deflated. I owe him what I owe him. Sooner or later they will come back.”

"Facing someone like him, how can we do it if we don't make some preparations?" Mo Ziyou said with his eyebrows closed, as if he was afraid that Qingwu would be worried, and then smiled easily.

"Go." Handing over the sealed letterhead, Mo Ziyou instructed.

After Qingwu receded, she walked to the window and opened the window of Kunning Palace after a long absence.The cold air outside seemed to find a gap, rushing towards the hall.The cool air soon surrounded Mo Ziyou. She was wearing very thin clothes, as if she forgot to add a warm cloak.For the Xiling people, Tianlang's winter is undoubtedly long and difficult, and they have long been accustomed to the climate like spring all year round.At this moment, Mo Ziyou only had a personal heater that was still emitting faint heat.

"If the sky has love, the sky will be old... This hatred will last forever." She murmured to herself, "How can these two lines of poems, which have nothing to do with each other, be put together to express my current mood?"

"Because I can't meet you, this resentment seems to be endless..." Mo Ziyou raised his head and looked at the sky, teasing a bit mischievously. "I can only hate God for not caring about the love in the world, let alone understand our lovesickness, right?"

She smiled, holding the Zijin stove in her hand, looking at the empty palace gate and the quiet square in front of the palace, thinking quietly.

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