Ningxue asked curiously: "Brother, what did Brother Long do?"
"Look for a beauty." Ye Wuchen said with a smile.
"Beautiful beauty, what is that?" Ningxue asked with her face raised.
"It is a terrible thing that can trigger a tragic war with a frown and a smile, and can turn a man of steel into mud with a gesture. But for a man, if he is not strong enough, then this thing will attract him. All kinds of disasters, if he is strong enough, then beauty and misfortune will only become a collection for him to enjoy." Looking at the sign of "Mengyanlou", Ye Wuchen smiled lightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
The crowd of people coming and going was endless, and Ningxue's white hair attracted most people's eyes, but seeing this girl's true face, their eyes immediately moved away as if avoiding the plague, and showed obvious disgust. Ye Wuchen glanced around coldly, picked her up gently, leaned into his arms, and asked: "Xue'er, most people in the world judge people by their appearance, so many people will hate you because of your face, are you afraid?" ?”
Ningxue shook her head, put her arms around his neck and said softly: "As long as my brother doesn't hate me and doesn't abandon me, I won't care if others hate me."
The corner of Ye Wuchen's mouth curled into a slight smile: "Even if I don't want my own life, I won't want Xue'er, and I won't hate Xue'er, just like Xueer will definitely not hate her brother, right?"
Ningxue nodded vigorously, raised her eyebrows, and said very seriously: "Xue'er will never hate brother!"
Ye Wuchen nodded with a smile, his eyes casually glanced at the passing crowd, but suddenly collided with a pair of extremely sharp eyes.
It was a boy around sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed plainly, with a handsome figure, and his hair was a little messy, but his face was cold and stiff, and his eyes were as sharp as cold blades, Ye Wuchen was looked at by him. At one glance, I felt a feeling of being cut by the eyes. Those eyes clearly concealed hatred, indifference and vigilance, as if there was no one in the world he could trust.
At this time, he was supporting a faltering middle-aged woman to walk forward slowly. She should be only forty years old, but her hair is already half gray, and she looks more than ten years older than her actual age. The boy carefully supported her. Ye Wuchen listened carefully, and faintly heard the middle-aged woman muttering non-stop: "... Tianlong City... It's been twenty years, and I finally returned to Tianlong City..."
The young man's eyes swept across the faces of Ye Wuchen and Ye Ningxue without stopping for a moment, or in other words, as long as anyone appeared in his line of sight, he could not escape his gaze. This is a young man who is always on high alert .
Looking at his leaving back, Ye Wuchen mused thoughtfully, and said in a low voice: "Is this a lone wolf, or a goshawk."
On the top floor of Mengyan Building, Long Zhengyang was sitting in an elegant room with a faint fragrance, beside him was a round table with a cup of steaming fragrant tea on it, and in front of him was a pink translucent gauze curtain. The sound insulation here is surprisingly good, and you can't hear the noise from the street at all. In such silence, Long Zhengyang was a little restless, but he didn't make a sound, for fear of alarming something.
Finally, light and soothing footsteps sounded behind the pink gauze curtain, and a slender figure of a woman was reflected on the gauze curtain, walking like a willow in the wind, extremely graceful, although she couldn't see her real face, the figure alone was enough to make normal people The man is distraught.
Long Zhengyang's breathing became constricted. Although he hadn't seen him for a year, this figure appeared in his dreams almost every night, how could he forget it. He took a sip of the cup of fragrant tea to ease his emotions, then stood up and said calmly: "Miss Mengchan... It's been a year since I saw you, you... are you okay?"
The graceful figure sat down behind the gauze tent, and a soft voice came out: "Mengchan is all well, thank you His Highness for your concern. His Royal Highness has not concealed his return this time. Presumably, the five-year heart training period has come. You can rest assured Tianlong."
A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Long Zhengyang's mouth: "Miss Mengchan, you can just call me Young Master Long. We have known each other for so long, and the title of Prince... is really too natural."
"Mengchan is just an ordinary woman, how could she be disrespectful to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Shui Mengchan said in a quiet voice, her fairy voice was like a breeze blowing on her face, which made people's hearts flutter.
Ordinary woman... If you are ordinary, wouldn't the other women in the world be dead branches and leaves. Long Zhengyang thought silently, he stared at the fairy figure behind the veil obsessively: "Since Miss Mengchan knows that I have returned without any cover this time, she must have discovered it when I stepped into Tianlong City." Me. Does Miss Mengchan also have the same concerns as me."
After a short silence, Shui Mengchan let out a helpless and melancholy sigh: "His Royal Highness is the crown prince, you should always have the ambition to stabilize the country, and you should not be stumbled by the world of mortals. Mengchan dare not become that would harm the prince. It will even harm the mortals of the world. Your Highness, this place of love and moon is not where your Highness should stay. Your Highness can come to visit Mengchan. Mengchan is grateful. Your Highness, please go back."
This is the first time that Shui Mengchan has rejected Long Zhengyang so bluntly, and it is also the first time that she has issued an order to expel a guest so early. She could not bear it before, and she could not during the five years of heart training, but now, she does not want to give him any extravagant hopes. Long Zhengyang seemed to have been hit with a sap in the head, his face was pale, he stood up slowly, and said in a lonely voice: "In this case, Zhengyang bids farewell... Miss Mengchan, since the first time I saw it, it has passed After more than five years, can you let me see Miss Mengchan's beauty again?"
"Mengchan can't help herself, and neither can her heart. Your Highness, please go back. Don't make your friend wait too long." Shui Mengchan said in a low voice. The friends she refers to naturally refer to Ye Wuchen and Ye Ningxue.
Long Zhengyang stayed for a while, then finally turned around and left lonely.
When he walked out of the private room, he leaned against the door and smiled bitterly: "Prince...what kind of prince am I? What can I do with glory and wealth, and what can I do with supreme power, but I can't even see the face of the only woman I love...Why is she the only one? , why is she the only one
Long Zhengyang walked out of the Mengyan Tower in a daze, completely different from the high-spirited one before. Ye Wuchen patted his shoulder and said calmly: "Want to drink?"
"Drink?" Long Zhengyang nodded, and the corners of his mouth twitched, but he couldn't smile. He pulled Ye Wuchen up and walked towards the opposite restaurant.