Chapter 901 Miss Jun, Can I Invite You to Dance?

Bei Yuewu had long heard that Murong Jiancheng had found a woman and seemed to be in love.

She just didn't expect that Murong Jiancheng would bring this woman into the White House and into his room.

This is really fast.

At this moment, Murong Jiancheng, who was in the room, noticed her gaze. He glanced sideways and looked over.

The two people's eyes met in the air.

Murong Jiancheng looked at Bei Yuewu with deep eyes and said nothing.

Ai Lei smiled politely and said, "Hello, Madam Bei, my name is Ai Lei."

Bei Yuewu nodded with an impeccable smile, "We're going to dance later, Miss Ai, come down with us."

After saying that, Bei Yuewu took Jun Xiqing and left.

…

There was no one outside the door. Murong Jiancheng hadn't looked away yet. He looked at the direction where Bei Yuewu disappeared for a long time.

cough.

Ahem.

Murong Jiancheng coughed a few times, stretched out his hand, and coughed up blood.

"Monarch, are you okay? I'll get some medicine for you." Ailei ran to get the medicine nervously.

"Go and close the door first." Murong Jiancheng whispered.

Ai Lei hesitated and quickly turned back to close the door.

After getting the medicine bottle and pouring out two pills, Ailei handed over the warm water, "Monarch, you haven't told President Lu about your current physical condition, and you don't want Mother Bei to know about it, right?"

Murong Jiancheng's handsome and steady face showed a trace of sickly paleness, "Ye Ming doesn't need to tell him. As for her... don't let her know."

"But, I can see that you are very concerned about Mother Bei. Mother Bei is concerned about what happened twenty-six years ago. She has always misunderstood you and Dongfang Wanqing. Now that the truth is out, I think as long as you open up your hearts, Mother Fritillary will come back to you."

Murong Jiancheng fell silent. His tall and straight body cast a long silhouette in the dim light.

This emperor, who was nearly fifty years old, grew up in the White House under the strict feudal system and experienced the ups and downs of imperial power. During the decades of turmoil between the kings and princes, he always sat in the middle palace and strategized. He dedicated his life to He has conquered his country and is worthy of the word "king of the country".

However, he was overworked for a long time and became sick with worry, and he had entered the late stage of myocardial infarction.

Murong Jiancheng shook his head, "Forget it, she is still young. She was the most carefree and carefree when she was young. Later she married me. I know she suffered a lot of grievances."

"She wore clothes that didn't fit her feet because of me, and she didn't even tell me that her feet were abraded and blistered; she went to please the late emperor for me, and the late emperor splashed water on her face, and she wiped the water away. She laughed heartlessly; one day I saw her calling her brother, and after the call, she lay on the table alone, crying secretly. "

"She was only 18 years old that year. She was no longer the Bei Yuewu she was before because of me. There were no relatives or friends for her in the palace, only a cage that locked her up."

"But she was happy every day, spoke softly to me, and took great care of me. On the wedding night, she said she wanted to live happily ever after, and I will remember it forever."

"I originally wanted to protect her, but in front of the late emperor, I still entered Dongfang Wanqing's room that night. Later, she abandoned her husband and son, and rode away with the yellow sand rolling, without even looking back at me. , actually, I never blamed her."

"I know that she is an extremely simple and pure woman. She lives like a summer flower and lives for love. When she falls in love with someone, she is like a moth to a flame. She does not allow the slightest betrayal. If she betrays, it will be torn to pieces. Even if it hurts, she will abandon you, she is such a temperamental woman."

"She and I have missed each other for twenty-six years. She is used to living a free life outside. How can I still trap her and drag her down?"

"She is still young, and Ye Ming is also a very filial child. Let her go and let her be happy."

After hearing these words, Ai Lei reached out to cover her face, her hands full of tears.

In fact, the story she heard was very simple. Murong Jiancheng and Bei Yuewu had only been together for less than half a year in their entire lives. Murong Jiancheng was just a piece of wood and had never done anything romantic.

However, I was very touched.

It's so touching that it makes people cry.

In the blink of an eye, twenty-six years have passed.

He is no longer the high-spirited Murong Lang, and she is no longer the enchantress who captivated an era, but in a daze, he and she seem to still be stuck in that day, in the cold palace city, full of people. The red candle was swaying, and he stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, wearing a fiery red wedding dress, and listened to her tell the story of "a white head and a heart"...

That is also his and her story.

…

Downstairs, Jun Xiqing looked at Lu Yeming beside her and said softly, "Don't take Dongfang Wanqing too seriously, I want to use her to catch big fish."

Lu Yeming curled his thin lips and said, "Yuan Ming?"

"Yeah, you don't want to know who took you away twenty-six years ago, and I have to remove the poison from your face."

Lu Yeming looked at her with a smile on his narrow brows, "There was something wrong with the medicine you gave Dongfang Wanqing today. Although you can control the overall situation, your move was too desperate."

"It was worth taking the risk. After all, I solved the four-cornered love affair twenty-six years ago and the grudge in my aunt's heart."

There was light in Jun Xiqing's spiritual eyes, and the long dress of the starry sky and sea on her body made it particularly dazzling.

Lu Yeming's eyes became dark and hot.

Jun Xiqing ignored him, turned around and left.

At this time, Mu Yanfeng came from the front and said, "Qingqing, it's time to dance. Can I ask you to dance?"

Mu Yanfeng invited Jun Xiqing to dance.

Before Jun Xiqing could speak, Feng Sinan came over, "Miss Jun, can I invite you to dance?"

Feng Sinan also invited her to dance.

Jun Xiqing, who was invited by two men at the same time, "..."

I was really flattered.

At this time, a low and magnetic voice came from behind, "Is it really okay for you to invite my woman to dance in front of me like this?"

Jun Xiqing looked back, and Lu Yeming walked in with his long legs apart.

He stood in front of her with a tall and handsome figure, and then extended his big hand like a gentleman, "Qingqing, dance with me, huh?"

Jun Xiqing hadn't spoken yet, "snap", a hand reached out and directly knocked down Lu Yeming's big hand.

Bei Yuewu came and protected Jun Xiqing. She looked at Lu Yeming, "Go and play aside, don't think about harming Qingqing."

Lu Yeming, "..."

"Mr. Feng, Mr. Mu, don't think about it, Qingqing, let's go." Bei Yuewu pulled Jun Xiqing away.

Three men, "..."

Bei Yuewu pulled Jun Xiqing aside, and Jun Xiqing was very grateful. She really didn't want to choose any of them.

At this time, Murong Jiancheng and Ai Lei slid into the dance floor, and the two began to dance gracefully.