After rebirth, the Queen of Madness has gone against the will of Heaven

Chapter 147 Secret Love (2)

Liu Manwu was also stunned. No, this wasn't supposed to be the case! How could the Crown Prince have happened to witness this? Yu Liuli must have done this on purpose, right! She must have planned all of this.

Liu Jinghong took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and walked forward to politely bow to Murong Cheng, "Your Highness, don't worry. I'm fine."

Murong Cheng looked at the blood on her lips, and he felt an indescribable sense of self-blame in his heart. Why didn't he take action just now?!

Yu Qingli and the others also came back to their senses and saluted Murong Cheng politely. Murong Cheng's eyes swept over the woman who was always veiled. He had already made up his mind that the opportunity to go to the palace would be given to this woman.

In fact, before coming here, Murong Cheng was still very hesitant. The dances of Liu Manwu and Yu Liuli were both very outstanding. Although Yu Liuli's was better, she was also more breathtaking. If such a performance appeared in the palace, would it become the target of public criticism?

But now, Murong Cheng was certain of one thing: the woman named Liu Manwu must not enter the palace to perform. With such a character, she would probably cause more trouble in the palace.

Liu Jinghong asked politely, "Your Highness, why are you here today?"

"I came here today to inform you of the roster of performers entering the palace."

As Murong Cheng spoke, he took out a small booklet from his side. It was obvious that this booklet had been carefully considered and selected, but just now, he had decided to cross out Liu Manwu's name from the list.

In fact, this kind of small matter was just to send someone to do it. The real reason why Murong Cheng came here in person was probably not even clear to himself.

Ever since the Oiran Contest that day, he had been obsessed with Liu Jinghong, the owner of Jinghong Music House. He sent people to investigate the life of this woman in detail and developed an even greater admiration for her.

A woman, living alone with her sister in this flashy and chaotic world, struggles to survive. Despite the hardships, she remains untainted. The more you learn about her life, the more you feel pity for her.

Although he knew clearly that such pity was not allowed and it was impossible for them due to their identities, the more he wanted to refuse, the deeper the throbbing in his heart seemed to become, and even that pretty face became clearer in his mind.

Unable to resist his own heart, Murong Cheng decided to come and see her in person, but he didn't expect that the scene would be like this when they met, and due to his status, he could not lend a helping hand.

The roster was handed to Liu Jinghong. His heart beat fast when his fingertips touched it.

Murong Cheng withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted, but Liu Jinghong obviously did not notice anything unusual. He just had to look through the roster. Sure enough, it was just as he expected. Several musicians were selected, and Liu Su, who had just performed well in the Oiran competition, was also added.

As for the dancing, Liu Manwu and Yu Liuli were both selected, but just now, Murong Cheng seemed to have made a new decision.

"Are the people on this list the ones who will be performing in the palace?"

Murong Cheng nodded slightly, pointed at Liu Manwu and said, "Except her!"

"Why?! Why can't I go to the performance?" Liu Manwu was dissatisfied. When she heard that her name was originally on the list but was suddenly erased, she couldn't help but get very excited.

Murong Cheng glanced at the woman coldly. He was not interested in explaining so much, let alone to a mere dancer.

Seeing that the prince ignored her, Liu Manwu turned to Liu Jinghong with an excited expression and said, "Sister, I didn't mean to do that. I can't lose this opportunity because of this."

Liu Jinghong frowned. The prince's words were golden, and he had just happened to see that scene before. How could he convince the prince?

"Your Highness, if the Crown Prince disqualified Manwu from entering the palace because of what happened before, then the Crown Prince has misunderstood. Manwu's actions were indeed unintentional. Moreover, what happened between Manwu and Liuli was just ordinary practice..."

Murong Cheng stared at Liu Jinghong's eyes, making it almost impossible for her to continue speaking. Doesn't lying like this count as deceiving the emperor?

Liu Manwu also knelt on the ground at this time and pleaded sincerely, "Your Highness, please don't deprive Manwu of this opportunity. I know I was wrong."

Murong Cheng's gaze swept across Yu Qingli's clear eyes. From beginning to end, this woman seemed like a bystander, indifferent to everything, even though everything was caused by her.

She frowned slightly, but her eyes caught a glimpse of Liu Jinghong's pleading face, and her heart moved. Did she really hope that her sister could enter the palace to perform?

After hesitating for a moment, Murong Cheng said to Liu Jinghong, "If you want me to give her a chance, that's fine, but there are conditions."

Liu Jinghong quickly stepped forward and asked, "What are the conditions, Your Highness the Crown Prince?"

The fragrance slowly rushed to the nose, and a pretty face enlarged in front of him. The pair of slightly worried eyes stared straight at Murong Cheng, but without any fear.

Murong Cheng's heart moved. This woman might be getting too close.

But at the moment, he couldn't think of any conditions, so he just said perfunctorily, "I haven't decided on any conditions yet. How about I tell you when I have some?"

Liu Jinghong was stunned. Although he felt a little strange, he finally got what he wanted. He quickly told Liu Manwu to express his gratitude.

At this unexpected turn of events, Liu Manwu hurriedly thanked Murong Cheng, "Thank you, Your Highness, the Crown Prince. Thank you, Your Highness!"

Murong Cheng's face was cold. He really had no good feelings towards Liu Manwu, and the woman's overly obvious seductive look also made him feel disgusted. Who did she think he was?

In this way, the matter of Jinghong Music Troupe performing in the palace was completely finalized, and Yu Qingli finally felt relieved. However, when she thought that she would soon step back into the place where she had died in vain, she felt extremely depressed.

But no matter how difficult the road ahead is, she has to go through it again, and this time, her destiny must be in her own hands.

As His Majesty's birthday draws closer, Crown Prince Murong Cheng goes to Jinghong Music House more and more frequently.

In Jinghong Music House, the begonias were in full bloom, and there was a cool breeze. It should have been a pleasant afternoon, but for Liu Jinghong, it made him feel uneasy.

Liu Jinghong secretly looked up at Prince Murong Cheng who was sitting at the table and drinking tea elegantly, and became more and more uneasy.

Today is already the third day. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince comes to Jinghong Music House every few days, but no one knows why. He just asks her to sit quietly with him. Occasionally, they say a few words, but they are all irrelevant. Liu Jinghong responds carefully, fearing that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will be unhappy and cancel their opportunity to perform in the palace.

Liu Jinghong sighed inwardly. It is said that a woman's heart is as unfathomable as the sea, but she found that this man's mind is even harder to guess than a woman's.

"Are you nervous?"

The cold voice made Liu Jinghong raise his head suddenly, but his hands were placed on his legs uncomfortably, not daring to move. "No, no."

Murong Cheng put down the tea bowl in his hand, and his expression was actually tinged with shyness. He was very confused. Although he knew that such behavior was extremely unsuitable for his status, he came here involuntarily because he could not control his inner emotions.

Liu Jinghong also felt strange. She was obviously no longer a 28-year-old girl, but every time she faced the prince who was a few years younger than her, she would feel the impulse of a young girl in love.

What a irony! He and she are worlds apart, how could it be possible?

Thinking of this, Liu Jinghong straightened her expression. "What exactly is the reason for your Highness to come here? Your Highness has not said anything, which makes me very troubled. Is there something in this music hall that makes Your Highness dissatisfied?"

Murong Cheng remained silent, his eyes fixed on Liu Jinghong, making her face blush.

Did she say something wrong?

Murong Cheng sighed inwardly. Although he didn't know what this feeling was, every time he was with this woman, he would not feel bored even if he didn't speak to her for a whole day. Could it be that he was really moved by her as the little uncle said?

After a long silence, Murong Cheng finally spoke, "Liu Jinghong, I seem to be attracted to you!"

The tea bowl in Liu Jinghong's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and tea splashed all over him. Murong Cheng subconsciously asked with concern: "Is it serious? Did you get burned?"

However, her hand had unconsciously grasped Liu Jinghong's hand, but then she seemed to feel something was wrong and hurriedly let go.

Liu Jinghong lowered her brows, her heart beating like a deer. Although the behavior of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in recent days had caused many speculations among the sisters in the music troupe, most of them thought that the Crown Prince came either for Liu Manwu or for Yu Liuli. How could he come for a middle-aged woman like her?

My heart ached immediately. Was this prince making fun of me?

She bowed respectfully to Murong Cheng and said, "Your Highness, although I come from a humble background, I know what is right and wrong, and I will never covet things that do not belong to me. Your Highness, there is no need to make fun of me."

After saying this, she felt it was very awkward to stand there, so she found an excuse to leave, "I will go sweep up this broken teacup to prevent it from piercing your Highness's foot."

As Liu Jinghong was speaking, he walked out, but he was suddenly grabbed by the wrist. He turned around and met Murong Cheng's sincere eyes. "What if I say that what I just said is from the heart?"

Liu Jinghong's eyes were in a panic. "Your Highness, please stop joking. I can't reach her..."

"Liu Jinghong, I may not be good at speaking, but there is one thing I am unwilling to betray: my heart."

"Pa pa pa!" As the sound of applause rang out, Liu Jinghong suddenly pulled his hand out of Murong Cheng's hand and ran out of the door. Standing beside the door was a demon-like man.

Looking at his empty palm, Murong Cheng felt a little lost. There was even some warmth from her hand remaining on his palm, but seeing the obvious panic in her eyes, Murong Cheng knew that she didn't believe what he said.

Looking up at the man at the doorway, who seemed to be smiling, he said in a somewhat stiff tone, "Little uncle, are you bored?"

Murong Yanhui smiled and said, "It's really boring, so I came to see what the Crown Prince has been thinking about these days. What is there in this small Jinghong Music House that is worth the Crown Prince's nostalgia? In this way, I saw an interesting scene!"

Murong Cheng was embarrassed and stood up from his chair. Surprisingly, he said nothing and just passed by Murong Yanhui.