Chapter Thirty-One: The Injured Yun

  She is Princess Luli, and both the king and her husband have already agreed. Although Xiaotong was extremely unwilling, she had no reason to refuse Muyun Sheng's request, nor did she have any reason not to go!

  Seeing the horse carriage of the Northern King's Mansion leave, Lian Qing also knew when to slip away!

  Concealing the anxiety and unease in her heart, she turned around and asked Mu Yunsheng, "Second Brother!"

  "Go to Lingyun Palace, that's where I live now!" Murong Cheng said, taking off his robe and putting it on Xiaotang, helping her tie it up. "You're weak, and the night dew is heavy, don't catch a chill!"

  Although there was a bit of awkwardness, Xia Tong's heart still warmed up. Since coming here, he was the first person to show concern for her. Although she knew that the object of his true concern was not her, she was still moved.

  Her eyes shone like morning stars, and her deep emotions were poured out to her without any reserve!

  Xia Tong was startled, slightly shifted her body, and imperceptibly dodged his hand that was helping her tie her robe: "I'll do it myself! Second Brother!" She wasn't the real her, didn't understand the complicated emotions between them, and couldn't give him the feelings he wanted. Moreover, if possible, Xia Tong hoped to never have to meet him again, lest she risk being exposed for who she really was.

  "Second Brother?" A hint of hurt flashed in his starry eyes, and Mu Yunsheng murmured these two words, somewhat dazed. But only for a moment, the corners of his mouth curled up into a faint, wan smile: "Ayan used to always call me Yun!"

  Xiatong shivered and felt she had seen her own dull and gloomy future!

  "Let's go! To Lingyun Palace, see what good things I've brought for you!" Fortunately, Muyun Sheng didn't get entangled in these thoughts again, and said with a smile. He raised his hand habitually to pull Xiaotong's shoulder, but suddenly stopped in mid-air, and the smile on his face also froze. Then he said lightly, "Let's go!"

  "Hmm!" Xia Tong looked back at the empty palace path and stepped forward with a resolute expression!

  On the winding and zigzagging path, the flowers, grasses, and trees on both sides gently swayed in the clear moonlight, with a hint of unreality, as if in a dream.

  "Have... you fallen in love with him?" Suddenly, Mu Yunsheng stopped in his tracks, turned around to look at her, and the sparkling eyes like morning stars hid an unerasable pain. He stared at her steadily, yet his gaze was sharp as a knife, piercing straight into Xiaotong's heart, as if he could see through her thoughts in an instant.

  Xiatong was taken aback and looked at him in confusion!

  "A Yan, have you really fallen in love with... Bei Wangye?" He suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Xiaotong's shoulders, his expression somewhat agitated, and a hint of expectation flowed from his starry eyes.

  "Ah!" Xia Tong was startled, and after a moment of confusion, she suddenly came to her senses. She struggled free from him and took a step back, looking at him calmly and saying: "He is my husband, falling in love with him isn't excessive, is it?"

  In an instant, Xia Tong heard a faint crackling sound, someone's heart had shattered!

  "Ah Yan!" Mu Yun Sheng looked at her in disbelief, struggling to call out her name, and painfully asked, "Is this really what's in your heart?"