Chapter 1570 The Feudal King Seizes the Heir (11)

He didn't refuse too much, but after Jin Luo's breathing became flat, he pushed him away and asked him in a cold voice.

"His Royal Highness, do you want to take Changrong to die together?"

The emperor's spies are everywhere in this palace. The fact that she was alone with Jin Luo was already criticized, but now Jin Luo offended her even more.

Xia Ling: "If you wanted to die a long time ago, you shouldn't watch Changrong enter the palace."

Her eyes were cold and indifferent, even though her lips were slightly swollen from Jin Luo's kiss, standing in front of Jin Luo, she definitely did not look weak and let Jin Luo control the direction of things.

Pushed away by her, Jin Luo staggered two steps.

He looked at her, under the cold eyes, the woman was wearing the fancy dress of a princess, standing in the dark, watching him, but there was a cold light in those clear pool-like eyes.

"Long Rong..." Jin Luo finally calmed down, "I have failed you."

How can there be such an easy thing in this world, when he left at the beginning, but didn't make any marriage contract with the Xu family, isn't he also condoning this kind of thing to happen?

The Xu family has two prostitute daughters, Xu Changrong is the second daughter, and she is not needed to honor the family.

If he wanted, he could secretly make a marriage contract with Xu Guogong and keep her waiting for him.

However, he did nothing.

The situation is changing rapidly, Jin Luo has already made a choice between Xu Changrong and the position of vassal king, who is he showing this posture now?

Xia Ling: "Yes, you failed me. So, His Royal Highness, please don't do anything to embarrass Chang Rong."

She said softly and flatly.

This indifferent voice corresponds to the glance she had looked back at him just now.

She looked at him, a little annoyed.

When Jin Jue asked her to stay, she raised her face and asked Jin Jue if she didn't trust her?

She could go, could leave him drunk and sober.

But she still stayed, bearing the stigma of having an affair with him, she stayed.

Jin Luo thought he was drunk, but when he was stared at by these clear eyes, many pictures suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Changrong, are you happy to be this princess?"

Jin Luo stood there, in the breeze under the moonlight.

This was something he shouldn't have asked, but somehow he said it, and it still violated the rules.

Xia Ling chuckled, "His Royal Highness, stop joking. Who is happy in this palace?"

"No one else knows what your looks are like, so why doesn't His Highness Bai know. I only know that if His Highness is happy, then his looks are happy. But, Your Highness, are you happy?"

These sentences were calm and indifferent, but they pointed directly at Jin Luo's heart.

The woman at this moment is very sharp, she is not like the usual beautiful and gentle Xu Changrong.

However, Jin Luo was stabbed from the bone marrow to the heart by her words. This pain was like a blunt knife cutting off his flesh and blood piece by piece.

It started from entering the palace, or from watching Jin Jue hold hands with her side by side, but he could only watch from a distance and could not do anything.

"Forget it, the king is drunk." Jin Luo smiled wryly.

He thought that what he gave up was only his youthful affection, but he didn't realize until a certain moment.

For her, he is so reluctant.

For so many years in the feudal lord, he has never left anyone by his side.

This clean spot overlapped with Xu Changrong's figure, and the vacant spot beside him was originally reserved for her.

Jin Luo took a step back and gave Xu Changrong a deep quiz, "I will naturally agree to Changrong's request. From now on, when I see Changrong, Jin Luo will treat him like a sister-in-law."