
Murongyu sat quietly alone, sipping slowly on the contents of the cup, while trying to summarize the shadow of the figure he wanted to see again.
''Even if my mind understood and understood all these impossibilities, my heart would still not obey.''. Murongy.
''No matter what you are, you will never be with him.''. The voice of someone was breaking Murongyu's mind.
The man looked towards the source of the voice. There a firm body slowly walked closer.
The guards who recognized who the figure was, quickly bowed to greet him.
''Don't do that, I'm not emperor Xili.'' Said the figure who was none other than Murongxu.
In a line of speech it means two thoughts.
He was indeed not the emperor of Murongxu of the Xili empire, but rather the emperor of the land above the clouds. Although, the body he used belonged to the Murongxu of Xili empire.
However, in the view and understanding of the guards and Murongyu, Murongxu's words only meant about the title and status he had lost.
Murongyu who saw the arrival of Murongxu, quickly bowed and greeted. '' The son saluted Ayahanda.''
Murongyu no longer referred to the man as his son. Because broadly speaking, the words of the man whom he considered to be the father, was no longer an emperor now.
Meanwhile, Murongxu who is called so does not bother.
After all the body he used did belong to the previous imperial man Xili, a few counts gave the body a blessing, by bearing the brand of Ayahanda on the shoulders.
''Don't be too formal, I don't want to provoke others' views.'' Flat Rongxu.
As if in the sentence stanza overcame, he had no expression at all for himself.
In Murongyu's current shock, he was also astonished by the presence of the father there.
''Did father still follow Ziaruo all this time?.'' Thought in silence.
''Why are you still standing?, sit down there is something I want to tell you.''. Continue Rongxu again, after sitting the body on the chair there.
Murongyu was still standing unmoved, although the voice was clearly heard in his hearing room.
There was a great confusion that was still lingering, and teasing in the recesses of the man's heart and mind.
Until what Rongxu said just now, only flowed from one ear, and grazed out quickly, from the other ear.
Gaining such a response, Murongxu slightly frowned unhappily, and spoke again. ''What are my words difficult to understand?, or do I need to help you to sit down?.''
Hearing the line of words with a slightly gloomy aura, Murongyu regained his senses and reflexively replied. ''Haah..Oh good.''
The face showed a side of surprise for a moment, but a moment later it calmed down after he sat down.
Murongyu was now sitting opposite Murongxu.
Even with the status he thinks of as a father and son relationship.
In reality, the awkwardness about the woman who had just moved from there, was still thickly felt.
In Murongyu's understanding, Ziaruo was the reincarnation of his father's empress Murongxu, in his former life.
Alongside his unwelcome feelings. Ethical education, as well as the blood of nobles flowing in his body. It was also one of the reasons that made the man, take a step back to release Ziaruo.
If only, he had never heard Ziaruo say directly to his father Murongxu. About the journey of reincarnation life between them while in the western forest.
Murongyu would probably take everything off, and walk towards Ziaruo.
He wanted to deny and pretend he didn't understand anything at first.
The man also tried to resist what he heard.
However, as time went on the reality became clearer and dismissed all doubts, and gave it no room to deny.
Murongyu slowly took back the cup that was in front of him. Gulp down the rough fresh water, which remains little.
''Do you always follow him?.'' Murongy.
''Heeemm..'' Answer Rongxu briefly.
The expression was still calm, even he did not need time to answer the question.
Rongxu did not care, about the name of the father attached to him. Then is it necessary to keep the feelings of the Rongyu man?, of course, he does not care at all.
The man's movement was restrained and slightly pressed down on the handle of the water pitcher, as his thin lips again launched a question. ''Did he know.''
''Heeemm..'' The same short answer, slid flat and relaxed from Rongxu's lips.
A substitute answer, as approval of the question he gave.
This time, Murongyu forcefully moved his hand to pour water into his cup. He also opened a new cup for his father and filled it..
It was a difficult feeling to describe right now. Murongyu even forgot to order tea or food for Rongxu.
His heart was in revolt, and felt unsettled in a glance.
''Why is Ziaruo still letting his father revolve around him?, aren't there a lot of anger between them?.
In fact, Murongyu also had time to think that the woman's marriage to Jing, was the aftermath of heartache towards this man.
''Did Ziaruo not hate his father, for marrying many women in the inner palace?, then what reason made him marry Jing?.''
With a raging thought, Murongyu again took a sip of water in the cup with a single sip, and rubbed his rough lips for a moment.
''Then ''Then...Then is he not angry?.'' Ask Murongyu again.
Hearing the question, Rongxu placed the cup of water he was holding, and looked at Murongyu sharply.
''Why be angry?, and what if he is angry?.'' Rongx.
''Even if he hates and is angry, what can happen?. If this man encounters misfortune, then he will also fall into misfortune.''
''What do you think he would do?, if the reality of our lives were still connected?.'' Murongxu again.
The man said what he wanted to say.
There was arrogance, arrogance and pride embossed indirectly from his tone of speech.
Rongxu did not bother, with whatever was floating in Murongyu's mind.
''Don't talk about someone you shouldn't mention. In fact, even think about it don't!.''
Murongxu was still staring intently, at the bead of the man's self-adhesive eye, as his son.
In his heart, he admitted the many similarities between them.
Rongxu also realized that he was quite satisfied, with Murongyu's attitude and personality.
If not in an awkward condition, as well as knowing the reality of the man's heart worship for his woman, Maybe Murongxu would be willing to consider him as an adopted son.
However, who was Murongxu from the sky empire?.
Although with the body, heart, soul and blood of Emperor Xili Murongyu's father, he did not emphasize anything there.
With the spirit of the Cloud emperor residing there, he was still an arrogant, arrogant and selfish soul who did not want to lose to anyone, including the son of his current body.
Murongxu had already lost to Jiang Jing wei in this life, who seized the birth of his wife in the mortal world, as his bad karma retribution against Ziayun's lover in his previous life.
Even with the understanding and reality he knew, Murongxu still targeted Jing with dirty and cruel tricks.
Then, whether he will be silent watching another figure, wandering around the woman.
Moreover, the figure had never seen anything or calculations in his eyes.
Moreover, if the reason was about the feeling of the heart, and the adoration for Ziaruo, he would increasingly feel displeased.
...................
Murongyu who heard those sharp, flat words became understanding.
That, the Father was meeting him at this time, was to warn him as a man.
He did not come to see himself as a son.
''Dad need not feel anxious, since a long time Ananda has let go of that desire.'' Murongy.
''In fact, this face will make him have pain again, for your mistakes in the past, then why bother to do that?.'' Continue in the heart.