"Long'er!" Qin Kuang, who was sitting on the dragon chair in the palace, also looked at Qin Fei in shock with a handsome face. A soft and gentle call slipped out unconsciously between his cold lips and teeth.

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"Long'er, is that you?"

He, who had always been cold-hearted and cold-faced, clenched the palms in his wide sleeves with stern eyes. He had never thought that there was anyone else in the world besides Long'er who could make him so frightened.

And she, only her, except her...

This face, this person, he thought he would never see her again in this life, but at this moment, she appeared in front of him suddenly without any warning, and she still liked to wear blue as in his memory.

The gauze skirt is still the same as in the memory. She doesn't like the constraints of accessories and is always pure and light. Her beautiful eyes and smile are so natural and elegant that when people look at them, her heart is full of her unforgettable words.

A peerless figure.

While he was overjoyed, he couldn't help but frown deeply. His mind seemed to be flooded with memories of that day six years ago. That day that he could never forgive himself and never wanted to remember. On that day, it was still...

As the crown prince, he lost the only woman in his life who could care about him. Her name was Linglong. She was sixteen years old. She was a dancer in the prince's mansion. She was a gift given to him by his eldest brother Qin Ge on his nineteenth birthday. Remember

When he saw her for the first time, she seemed like a clear lotus who emerged from the mud and was unsullied. She was famous in the prince's palace with her thunderous feather dance. From that moment on, he fell deeply in love with her, and every time he spent time with her, he fell in love with her.

Those days were the happiest time in his life, but... later, he discovered that she was not just a simple woman. Everything was just a conspiracy. She came to the Prince's Mansion just to perform a task. She...

...a killer, an assassin who came to kill him.

But he was stuck in the mud and would rather pretend not to know and continue to keep her by his side.

Soon, after his father learned Linglong's true identity from somewhere, the guards surrounded the Prince's Mansion. His stubborn father was determined to put her to death. He saw her drink the poisonous wine with his own eyes and slowly...

Slowly falling to the ground, a trace of black blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and she decisively rejected his intolerance with resentful eyes. After hesitating for a moment, he finally ran over, held her in his arms, and watched her life

Little by little passed, the body grew colder, and he watched her die in his arms little by little.

He shed tears silently, the only time in his life that he shed tears.

He didn't want her to die. He actually knew her true identity and her purpose a long time ago, but he just kept pretending not to know.

Why? Why wouldn't she give up her mission for him?

Later, he kept thinking, maybe she never loved him?

It has always been just his wishful thinking. Those happy times for him are just the results of her countless exercises. Everything is because she is just a means of hypocrisy, but he has never hated her. If he could do it again,

, he will still choose to cherish her, pamper her, put her in the palm of his hand and protect her. If he can be said to be tender when he acts ruthlessly, I am afraid that only in her matter, he must be tender.

of.

Now, she is not dead, which is great.

"Long'er, do you know how much I miss you?"

But why didn't she die?

That glass of poisonous wine was a recipe carefully prepared by his father. There must be no cure in this world, and it cannot be half false.

A flood of thoughts flashed before his eyes, slightly disrupting his always-awake mind. Even if there were more unclear doubts at the moment, he could not suppress the ecstasy in his heart.

At this moment, seeing her well seems to be far better than other disturbances.

His vision slowly blurred. He squinted and saw a white mist ahead. Inside, he seemed to see the woman he often called "Long'er" in his memory. She was wearing a blue gauze.

Skirt, holding a unique red plum in the cold winter in her hand, standing in the hall, smiling at him with a subtle and gentle smile, he looked at her longingly, wanting to reach out to grab her, not wanting her to let go

Leave him.

He, who has always been cold, arrogant and courageous, actually knows that he will never have the chance to hold her hand tightly, because she has already left him and will never come back. The scene he sees at this moment is just a strong expectation in his heart.

Well, in the past six years, he could only hug her tightly and kiss her in every midnight dream.

The coldness in his heart was stronger than the usual coldness on his face. A burst of regretful sneer swept through his heart. When he raised his eyes again, he suddenly saw clearly the person in the palace who looked exactly like Long'er.

The woman stood in front of him real, clear and indifferent.

His cold and dead heart was suddenly revived by her, touched and warmed, shocked and ecstatic.

The complex emotions wrapped around and awakened his dusty dead heart.

And who is she?

Is it Long'er? Is she really back???

Her cold purple eyes were staring at Qin Fei closely, her beautiful face was solemn and she looked a little panicked, as if she was deliberately trying to avoid his gaze.

Qin Kuang paused in his heart, his eyes deepened, a strong feeling passed through the tip of his heart, and a potential voice sounded, telling him seriously that the woman in front of him was not his Long'er.

It was just a woman who looked very similar to Long'er, a medical practitioner that the Fourth Emperor's younger brother had come to treat him for a poisonous disease.

There was another sneer, a slight pain, denying the expectations in his heart.

His Long'er had always been so gentle, elegant and weak. Even at the last moment of her death, she had never looked like the woman in front of her, with such cold and stern eyes and an aura that was very similar to him.

The cold air.

So who is she?

Why do you look so similar to Long'er?

The atmosphere in Xuanzheng Hall was frozen for a moment by two waves of cold air coming from nowhere. A chill came over his whole body. Qin Lie raised his eyebrows, first looking at Qin Fei next to him, and then at Qin Kuang in the hall.

At one glance, his busy gazes went back and forth on them several times, and I felt that they were two of the kind of people who were made for each other. They were born with the cold and arrogant air that looked down on the world, and they always carried a ray of coldness and aloofness, which made them

Others cannot fathom their hidden emotions.

Soon, he chuckled secretly, and there was no big fluctuation, but there was a trace of unbreakable feelings in his heart. A slightly bitter taste quietly passed through the tip of his heart, but it was only for a moment. He was not

If I had known that when I brought Qin Fei to see the emperor's brother, the emperor's expression would not be as calm as usual, and he would hide any emotions deeply. Although the emperor's brother would not necessarily be shocked,
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