Chapter Thirty-Two: Dust's Wrath

  Xia Tong looked at him with an unusual pain, she wanted to grit her teeth and say yes, but her mouth opened and closed, ultimately saying nothing. At this moment, she no longer dwelled on whether their love was forbidden! It was just that in that instant, his dimmed starry eyes made her feel like a sinner, guilty of an unforgivable mistake!

  But he wasn't wrong, she wasn't wrong, and Mu Yan wasn't wrong either. The only thing that was wrong was this damn fate!

  "Ah Yan!" Mu Yun Xing's starry eyes softened slightly as he stepped forward, gently embracing her slightly hidden body. Feeling the stiffness in her body, he couldn't help but let out a sigh and said with concern: "Ah Yan, is it that my love cannot shelter you from the storms in your heart, which is why you suddenly left without saying goodbye and married someone else in the southern country before I returned?"

  In the desolate voice, there was an infinite bleakness, as if a knot that couldn't be untied had tied up Xiaotong. She also very much wanted to know why Muyan was so ruthless, what was it for?

  The sultry air at her nape made Xia Tong startled, and she hugged herself, with his breathing just inches away.

  "Second prince, is this how you reunite with our king's noble consort?"

  A cold voice with unconcealed anger sounded from behind them, and before Xia Tong could turn her head, her body was pulled out of Mu Yunsheng's arms and collided with a sturdy chest.

  Murong dust held her, his eyes staring at Mu Yunsheng who had not yet woken up from the pain, his mouth raised, and said coldly: "Second prince, Lijing's way of recounting old times is really surprising to this king!"

  Mu Yunsheng raised an eyebrow and smiled, with a hint of bitterness: "Prince Wang is really anxious, Ah Yan is anxious too! Even I, her brother-in-law, have to bear the brunt of his jealousy! If that's the case, you might end up in the vinegar jar! For twelve years, Yunsheng has been pampering Ah Yan like this!"

  "After this, it won't be needed!" Mu Beichen's face was somewhat flushed with anger as he pulled Xia Tong and left.

  Hasn't he returned to the mansion? How did he appear here again? Where's Liu Ying! Xia Tong let him pull her along, looking around, but couldn't find Liu Ying's figure on the palace path.

  Suddenly looking back, in the dark night, on the palace path leading to Lingyun Palace, only a lonely figure of Mu Yunsheng stood there, his soul lost, and she was getting farther and farther away from him.

  "Ayin, wait for me!"

  In a daze, Xia Tong heard that deep and emotional promise once again!

  "Are you interested in the Second Prince?" Mu Beichen was clearly dissatisfied with her frequent glances back, and a thread of anger began to rise in his heart.

  He sat in the carriage returning to the mansion with Liu Ying, and inexplicably, Xia Tong's clear and simple eyes, helpless gaze, and anxious and fearful pleading eyes kept flashing through his mind: She didn't want to, didn't want to follow Mu Yunsheng!

  Ordered the maid to send Flowing Bird back to the mansion first, but then he himself hurried back for no reason. Who would have thought that what he saw was such a scene? This little woman seemed to be still infatuated with him, or else why would she throw herself into his arms without fear of being discovered?

  At this moment, Mu Beichen couldn't help but feel a nameless fire burning within him, as if something that belonged to him had been snatched away. This woman was his, and from the moment she appeared out of nowhere, he decided to let her replace the one who had left, and she already bore his mark, belonging to him! He could ignore her, mock her, even neglect her, but what he couldn't allow was for her to throw herself into someone else's arms, not even if it was as the princess of Lian country, and not even if it was her own brother!

  "I didn't even have time to hide from him!" Just thinking about this made Xiaotong angry, and she pushed her towards Muyun Sheng, as if he was the one who didn't care whether she lived or died!

  Looking at Mu Beichen's icy and gloomy face, Xia Tong endured it and didn't dare to express the depression in her heart. Who knows, this guy might immediately make a move on her!

  Is he quarreling with Liuying again?