Gold Medal Hunter: The Emperor's Favorite Fox Concubine

Outside the door, there was a knock on the door.

He turned around, looked at the closed door and answered: "Come in."

The door opened and he saw Bei Muqing standing at the door. Bei Muqing raised his eyes and glanced at King You before walking in.

King You was a little surprised when he saw her, but he immediately greeted her with a bright smile on his face.

"I heard that the prince is going back to Dongmo Country, right?"

King You looked at her, and it went without saying that Shan Zuo must have told her this. However, King You still nodded: "It just so happens that I want to talk to Mu Qing about something."

Beimu Qing looked at him: "Oh, what's the matter?" He wasn't very willing to walk in here at first, but Shan Zuo was right. After all, it was appropriate to get to know each other, even to say goodbye. What's more, Shan Zuo

She said it as if she owed him a lot of things. Beimu felt very uncomfortable listening to it, but finally came over.

King You looked at her with such focused eyes that Bei Muqing suddenly looked away. All the way here, King You was very polite to her and couldn't fault her in any way. Not to mention such a hot look in his eyes.

.Vaguely, I seem to understand something. I just hope I don’t understand it too late.

"Mu Qing, Mu Qing." He murmured in his mouth, calling her name, as intimate as a whisper between sex.

"If the prince is fine, I will leave first." Bei Muqing, who had always been calm, never thought that he would end up like this. It was like running away.

She stood up and wanted to leave, but he reached out and grabbed her hand.

"Mu Qing wants to leave because she understands this king's thoughts?"

"I don't know what your lord is talking about. Your lord, please let go." He tried hard with his hands, but he couldn't break free.

"Mu Qing is so smart, how could he not know?" He also stood up, holding her hand in his and never let go: "You and the emperor are in the past, why doesn't Mu Qing try to accept me?

Whatever the Emperor is willing to give and can give, I can give it to you, and it will not be worse than what the Emperor gives."

Bei Muqing raised her eyebrows and smiled lightly, as if she didn't care at all about his words: "The emperor is the emperor, and the prince is the prince. Whatever the emperor can give, the prince may not necessarily give." At least in her heart,

What your majesty can give, the prince cannot give, and what the prince can give, your majesty has never been short of.

Many things don't depend on the quantity, but only on the person to whom they are given. And Bei Muqing is like this, as long as it is the person in mind, then whatever is given is good.

King You looked at her: "Young lady, do you really think that I can't give you what the emperor can give you?"

Bei Muqing also looked at him, showing no timidity at all: "Although it's hurtful, it seems to be true."

King You moved his hand slightly, let go of Bei Muqing's hand, and looked at her with deep eyes: "I will leave tomorrow, girl, please take care of yourself along the way."

"My lord, take care of yourself all the way." He replied politely, because he let go of his hand and took a step back: "If your lord is okay, then I will leave first."

"Qing'er."

Beimu listened to this, stopped at the door, frowned, and said in a slightly cold voice: "Your Majesty, you should call me girl."

"I will wait for you in Chicheng." King You did not respond to her words and spoke directly.

Bei Muqing said nothing, opened the door, gathered up her cloak, and walked out. Mu Qi stayed outside until he saw her walking out.