When Wu Zhu said these last words, her eyes fell onto Murong Ming.
Luo Qing Chen didn't know what she saw. Perhaps she didn't see anything, but she felt that aura on them.
It was like fate that was between fate, an ancient and mysterious chapter was slowly beginning.
Wu Zhu didn't say anything else, she just took Su Luo Luo who was a bit dazed back into the room.
Luo Qing Chen looked at Murong Ming before turning to Murong Han Xuan, "I won't disturb your majesty's rest, I'll be leaving first."
It was already hard for her to talk calmly and rationally to Murong Han Xuan.
To be honest, she wanted to take out the Nine Section Moon Whip and send him to heaven!
But what she didn't expect was——
"Master Moon Control, can we step aside to talk?" Murong Han Xuan revealed a faint sparkle in his eyes.
She had never seen this gaze before, it was like Murong Han Xuan was looking at no one else but Su Luo Luo.
The original owner had been jealous of this gaze, she never thought that this day would come.
Murong Han Xuan was looking at her with these same eyes and although it wasn't her, it used to be her.
Murong Ming's eyes and face were calm, but his fingertips couldn't help rubbing together.
He had this habit since he was young, he would tap on a table when he didn't feel good.
If there was nothing to tap, he would rub his fingers out of habit.
"Alright." She gave a slight nod.
This was the palace and it was hard to reject if the emperor spoke. Second, she wanted to know what kind of trick this man wanted to play.
Inside the imperial study.
There were only Luo Qing Chen and Murong Han Xuan inside the study.
There was a faint scent of sandalwood in this closed study.
The candles were bright as he looked into her eyes and said in a soft voice, "Master Moon Control, this one keeps feeling this, have we met before?"
He felt that this girl in front of him was very familiar, like they had been together before.
Luo Qing Chen said with a cold smile, "Naturally we've met."
The previous host didn't lack love for him. Although she was arrogant and clingy, her effort never lost to anyone.
But in the end, no one loved her and the person who she loved wanted to see her dead.
"We've met......" Murong Han Xuan knit his brows as his heart skipped a beat.
She directly took off her white veil and looked at him with incomparably cold eyes, "Big brother emperor, how can you forget me?"
"Hong long." There was thunder outside the window and the light didn't just light up the sky, it also fell onto her white as snow face.
"Ah!" Murong Han Xuan called out in shock as he took a step back. His lips kept trembling as he said, "You.....You......Luo......Luo Qing Chen.....How are you still......"
"Why am I here?" She crossed her arms and walked towards Murong Han Xuan step by step with ice cold eyes, "Right! I shouldn't be here, I should be in that hell like imperial tomb. I should have become a ghost never able to reincarnate, right?"
There seemed to be the flames of hell raging behind her, swallowing her bit by bit.
The Netherworld Ring on her left hand released a light blue glow that repressed the hatred in her heart.