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Mu Rong Chun's words interrupted Lu Zi Nuo's train of thoughts, his speech became extremely stiff, and his delicate face became even more angular. There was a kind of natural coldness in his body, not as gentle and cold as Mu Rong Yuan's. Instead, it was a type of ice that repelled people a thousand miles away, causing them to unconsciously move further away.

"What's the matter?"

Mu Rong Chun originally wanted to ask, but felt that the two of them had not gotten to know each other to that extent, so he continued to be silent. Suddenly, he heard a question, and was somewhat unable to react to it.

"Oh, it's nothing. I'm just thirsty." Lu Zi Nuo had originally wanted to come out and take a look, so he had nothing to say to Mu Rong Chun.

The two of them remained silent. Mu Rong Chun was still looking down at his book, but closed it after a long while.

"Can I trust you?"

"What?" Lu Zi Nuo was confused by Mu Rong Chun's sudden question, she did not even know what to answer.

"Let me ask you, did you do it from the bottom of your heart?" Mu Rong Chun maintained his previous demeanor, lowering his eyebrows, his gaze landing on an unknown place, his voice slightly cold.

Lu Zi Nuo sighed, if it wasn't for the fact that Mu Rong Yuan told her everything, she would have gone berserk.

She read from Kong Mengzhi that people tend to linger between acts and omissions. The most important thing is not to do much, but to keep one's bottom line. She felt that the most important thing for a gentleman was to be magnanimous. The so-called magnanimity meant not afraid of methods, not afraid of using any techniques. For a sword of light or shadow in the dark to illuminate it with its own sunlight, what was right or wrong had to be clear.

Therefore, she had intentionally or unintentionally avoided certain things that would happen, and she had never talked about family and political matters with Mu Rong Yuan. However, when she heard about what happened to Mu Rong Chun yesterday, other than feeling helpless, she did not have anything to say to him.

Mu Rong Chun was also silent. At the age where he was, he frowned for a long time, as if he was a little confused. His eyes that were as black as the night landed on Lu Zi Nuo's body, and he sighed deeply.

Could he trust him? Actually, there was no need to ask any further. From the moment I first saw Lu Zi Nuo, I chose to trust him.

Originally, he did not ask for comfort, but Mu Rong Chun stood up and turned her back to Lu Zi Nuo, as though she was looking out the window. The sky was gradually getting brighter, and the morning sky was no longer a bright blue, but a bit pale, allowing the eager morning sun to make a golden shade of red.

The sunlight landed on a golden dragon that was coiled around the corner of the roof. The golden dragon seemed to shine even brighter, causing the entire East Palace to become much brighter. The light shone down, layer by layer, brightening up all the darkness. Mu Rong Chun was a little absentminded, and let out a low sigh. He had been trained for many years to the point where his emotions remained the same, so his sigh was indistinct and stuck in his throat, "Even those close to him might not believe it, let alone meeting by chance."

Lu Zi Nuo frowned, "Whether I believe you or not, you've already pulled me down, do you still have a chance to try again?" She was a little tired, so she sat cross-legged on the carpet. The blanket was weaved with some unknown fluff, giving off the impression that it was a thin grass that had just been grown in spring. It was soft and fragile, making people feel like it would be torn apart with just a slight tug. In reality, however, it did not. Everything in the palace was extremely tough, and the weakest part was the human heart.

"The Mu Rong family's status is noble, and because of this, they enjoy a nobility that ordinary people can't enjoy, so they have to endure emotions that ordinary people can't endure. For example, trust is luxury. " Mu Rong Chun turned to the side as the sun quickly climbed into the clouds. The sunlight shone even more brilliantly than before, but Lu Zi Nuo, who was dressed decently, couldn't help but shiver.

Mu Rong Chun chose to believe in Lu Zi Nuo regarding Xian An, but that did not mean that he would always maintain this trust in Lu Zi Nuo regarding other matters.

"How much do you trust the people around you?"

Mu Rong Chun threw the Royal Grandfather to him, letting him spend the entire night pondering over the unfathomable questions before turning back to Lu Zi Nuo. However, there was no look of conflict on her face, but rather a slight curve in her eyes. When her eyes smiled, it was in the shape of a beautiful crescent moon, and every frown and smile was filled with smiles, that clean and pure smile was like the first sprout after a spring rain, or the only flower that bloomed under the moonlight, was a pure and beautiful one that did not exist in the palace.

"I do."

"I live in a small place. I've never seen so many people you've seen, but I've been deceived." Lu Zi Nuo felt a little cold, so he changed his position and sat down hugging his knees, his entire body shrinking into a small ball. He looked a little pitiful, but his eyes did not avoid looking at Mu Rong Chun, which was still as calm and clear as ever. Many times, the reason why you feel deceived is not on purpose, but because you rely too much on others. "

"For example, myself. If one day I reach a certain height, it must be because of my own hard work and not because of the power of others. Thus, I won't feel cheated or abandoned anymore." Sunlight gradually fell from Lu Zi Nuo's head and down from her smooth and long hair, landing in her amber eyes. There was a smile in her bright eyes, causing her entire person to be enveloped in a strange light.

Mu Rong Chun was silent instead, he did not know how many times he had heard words of self-reliance from a young age, but in the end, he had more or less borrowed the power of the imperial power while he was walking forward, which was actually nothing in the first place, he just forgot about them after looking at them. What he was afraid of was accumulating them all, one day he would have to live in a suspicious fog, but after all, these things happened tonight, he could not suppress any longer.

"I've heard too much about this," Mu Rong Chun said as he slightly closed his eyes. The haze that had been added on his forehead had not dissipated yet, so his expression was somewhat disdainful. "What you mean is, do you want me to believe you?"

Only those who were familiar with Mu Rong Chun would know that this was already the remnant sign of weakness in his usual arrogance. It was most likely due to the helplessness of those who had drowned in the water who wanted to grab onto the final straw.

It was a pity that not everyone was familiar with Mu Rong Chun. Lu Zi Nuo stood up and patted the non-existent dust off his body. The room she was originally in was always the cleanest, but she instead patted left and right with a beaming smile, as if he hated this kind of environment. Her voice was as crisp as ever, as light as dust swimming in the sunlight. "Up to you."

She was not angry, and did not pitifully let him believe her. She only quietly turned around and returned to her own room, and when Mu Rong Chun returned the next day, it was already empty. All the things that she had used were arranged neatly, as if this person had never been here before.