Chapter 3089 The First Assassin: The Ascetic Prince’s Strategy (40)

"Tan'er——" The next second, Murong Yu called her name, with a faint smile on his lips and said, "Don't leave tonight."

She turned around suddenly, with surprise in her eyes besides shock.

After such a long time, there were so many women around Murong Yu. Finally... finally it was her turn.

She could bear the heartache and not care that he had three wives and four concubines. As long as she could stay with him, everything would be worth it.

"Tick-tock-tock-"

It seemed to be raining lightly outside the window, and Murong Yu faced Song Tan roughly on the bed.

Even though this was her first time, he didn't feel any pity for her.

This is him, he only cares about his own rights. To him, women are just tools.

In addition to doing things for her, it was to satisfy his desires.

But for such a man, no matter how history changes, there is always a woman who is willing to sacrifice for him regardless of her self-esteem.

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The next morning.

Song Tan looked pale and closed her eyes. The bed was in a mess.

Qingsong knocked on the door and walked in. He didn't seem surprised at all to see such a scene.

"What's the matter?" Murong Yu said while putting on his clothes: "Looking at your expression, something big is going on."

Qingsong nodded and said with a serious face: "Prince Mu is seriously ill, please enter the palace quickly."

"What?" Murong Yu was surprised at first, then laughed and said: "Hahaha, it seems that the east wind is coming very quickly!"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Qingsong continued: "General Dingsheng has decided to help His Majesty. Although his wife is from Seixue Kingdom, he must have a grudge against the Crown Prince."

"Why?"

"As for me," Qingsong explained, "The prince was the one who asked him to station outside the city and not let him lead the troops in the war."

"This must have happened many years ago." Murong Yu sneered and said, "It seems that this old general still holds a grudge."

"Perhaps it is because he holds a grudge that he gave us this opportunity to take advantage of the situation." Qingsong glanced at Song Tan on the bed and said, "I must seize the time."

"Don't worry, I will never be tied down by a woman when it comes to important matters." Murong Yu shrugged and said, "I will enter the palace right away."

It was snowing in December, and the whole Forbidden City was filled with wailing.

Luo Qingchen stood next to Murong Ci, with a pair of clear eyebrows and eyes with a faint glint.

This game within a game, a plan within a plan, has finally come to an end.

They have fought so many times overtly and covertly, and finally there is an outcome.

It was snowing outside the palace, and the imperial doctor was treating King Mu inside the palace.

To prevent King Mu from getting cold, many princes and princesses were waiting outside and did not go in.

Except, Murong Yu...

"Father——" Murong Yu came through the snow and rushed into the inner hall. Beihong's voice suddenly sounded, and he knelt on the ground and said: "Father...why? Why did you open your eyes and look at your son? Father--"

"Reporting to the prince, King Mu is very weak now." The imperial doctor said from the side: "Please don't get too excited, prince. In addition, the doors and windows must be closed to prevent King Mu from catching cold again."

"Yes, yes, the imperial doctor is right." Murong Yu said as he walked towards the door.

The next second, he opened the door that the palace maid had closed again, and the heavy snow blew in instantly, and the cold wind was biting.

"Eighth Prince...you...what are you doing..."

"Can't you understand what I'm doing?" Murong Yu said with a cold smile on his lips: "The world should change. You should have a position in your heart and where you want to stand."