The First-Class Medical Princess

The heat rising from the teacup in Su Yunchu's hand enveloped her calm and unruffled complexion. When Murong Zhi looked at it, the gentle smile on his face froze immediately. She refused it directly without any hesitation. He didn't even give him a moment's reaction or even the slightest strange look.

Could it be that the frequent memories of these two years are just a joke of his own?

At this time, Su Yunchu put the teacup in his hand back on the table. At this point, if Murong Zhi still doesn't understand, she has nothing to say. She is not bored with Murong Zhi. At the beginning, she admired the god-like man she yearned for, but in the end, Murong Zhi violated her bottom line. When the matter is made public, that appreciation has been turned into nothingness. Even if she knows that paper can't cover fire, her identity, if she is determined to investigate, is not impossible to find out. It's just that emotions are irrational. Her heart was biased, when she fell in love with Murong Yuan, everyone who reappeared became passers-by.

What's more, she and Murong Zhi didn't have a deep friendship, and they couldn't have a brotherly and fatherly friendship like Chen Ziming's. What she understood even more was that, as Emperor Yongye's favorite son, there would not be much brotherhood between him and Murong Yuan, who was in control of the military. This seemingly gentle man was not as radiant as the moonlight on the surface.

Putting down the teacup, Su Yunchu stood up and looked at Murong Zhi, "Your Highness, this is the end of my words. Your Highness should understand what I mean. There are thousands of women in Beijing. Your Highness doesn't need to worry about me. By chance two years ago, I Just a doctor."

With that said, Su Yunchu was about to get up and leave here.

However, Murong Zhi watched Su Yunchu turn around, the gentleness in his eyes was no longer there, "If you can't bear what I give you, can you bear what he gives you?"

Su Yunchu's footsteps stopped, Murong Zhi knew about the matter between her and Murong Yuan, she was not surprised at all.

Turning her head slightly, her answer was firm without any hesitation, "Yes!"

Murong Zhi sneered, but he didn't know if there was more self-deprecation or sarcasm in this sneer, "Why?"

Su Yunchu pursed his lips slightly, "There is no reason."

Murong Zhi suddenly laughed, "Even you don't know why, Yunchu, you haven't made up your mind at all. When you and I met, you didn't know him. How could you be sure about him just after returning to Beijing?" Your own mind?"

Listening to Murong Zhi's question, Su Yunchu frowned slightly, but his heart was extremely clear, don't you know? When Song Yan uttered that name, she thought that she had unconsciously left a place for Murong Yuan in her heart, so Su Yunchu's slightly frowned brows relaxed, "I can Sure!"

After speaking, she said no more, turned and left.

However, Murong Zhi listened to her resolute and unhesitating words, and at the end, the gentleness in his brows and eyes, that kind of tenderness and warmth, which Su Yunchu had never revealed when talking to her today, but this time But when that firm word was spoken, it was revealed.

Murong Zhi will never know, it was the words he just asked that made Su Yunchu understand why he was as calm and rational as her, but since he saw Murong Yuan, he let go of a lot of vigilance and let go of his heart, probably, it was Because during those years of getting along with her grandfather Song Yan, Murong Yuan must have been put in her heart.