Lan Yuying didn't notice anything unusual about Yue Fengwan's expression, who had his back turned to her. She was immersed in what he said after he stood up, feeling deeply confused and at a loss.
My brother just said that she should prepare to succeed the empress
Yue Fengwan walked to the door, stopped and looked back, and saw her standing in the wind, her blue skirt swaying, her black hair slightly raised, and the smile that had not gone away still remained on her face.
He hesitated for a while and then asked: "Why did you suddenly go to the side hall and attack her?"
"It's not Zi Luo who said she..." Lan Yuying suddenly stopped talking and looked away, fearing that Zi Luo would be punished if she said too much, so she tried to expose it: "Su Qian Le is not a good person."
Yue Feng glanced at her exposed pair of tender, slender and soft palms, and the snow-white fingertips were still stained with bright red blood that had not been washed away.
I think she has been sitting here since she returned to the palace, waiting for news.
Yue Fengwan pondered for a moment and then spoke in a warm voice: "Go back and wash up and eat quickly. After such a long time of cold wind, warm yourself up with a bowl of hot soup."
Lan Yuying smiled brightly and nodded in agreement. She turned around and then showed a suspicious look on her face. She turned her head and asked uncertainly: "Brother, just now, you said..."
"If you want her to be fine, be prepared to ascend the throne." He turned around and walked out of Xianyu Palace without explaining.
The afterglow of the setting sun made his figure look particularly slender, but also very lonely...
Even though Zi Luo was hidden in a remote place by Qi Liu and Yue Feng tried to find her out, Lu Di discovered her easily.
Lu Di looked at Fei Lian blocking the door, and said with an embarrassed look on his face: "Master Fei Lian, it's useless for you to embarrass me. I am also following orders."
Fei Lian had already inquired about Su Qianle's situation. Liang Jiang said that it was a stab through the heart. Su Qianle would definitely not survive, and Xia Chu would also die with him.
If Zi Luo was handed over at this time, there would be no way to survive except death.
Therefore, even though he knew that he was embarrassing Lu Di, he still begged: "Can you declare to the outside world that there is no trace of her here?"
Lu Di sighed: "It's useless. The prince is determined to dig her out. He will find her even if he digs three feet into the ground. Even if he can hide for a while, the punishment will be heavier the later he goes. You should know better than anyone else."
Fei Lianhu insisted at the door and refused to give in. He smiled bitterly: "If there is still a chance to be forgiven, I will take her there without you saying it. But Ziluo has only one way to die. Is it possible to let her go there as soon as possible and choose A comfortable way to die?"
Zi Luo, who had been knocked unconscious by Qi Liu in the house, woke up to the sound of their quarrel, and then heard the sound of swords being drawn outside the house. She quickly pushed and pulled the door, and found that it was locked outside, and then said hurriedly: "Fei Lian, let me go see him."
The soldiers who were about to meet outside the house paused for a moment. Lu Di looked at Fei Lian and tried to persuade her again: "She doesn't even want to leave, and you can't hide her."
"Feilian, please get out of the way. This matter has nothing to do with you." Zi Luo's tone became more serious. After waiting for a moment and seeing that he didn't make a sound, her voice softened again, with a hint of pleading: "This is me. Please let me go..."
There was a rush of footsteps outside the door. Fei Lian finally put down his sword and stood aside. The lock was opened, and Zi Luo knelt down on one knee and saluted Lu Di.
"Master Zi Luo, I can't bear it..." Lu Di quickly gave her a hand.
"I hope you won't report it. He has blocked it before." Zi Luo glanced at Fei Lian lightly.
Seeing Zi Luo, who had always been arrogant, lowering her eyebrows and eyes, Lu Di felt soft in her heart and gritted her teeth to agree. She asked her a gift and said helplessly: "Please..."
The sunset reflected the moonlight and starlight, and the sky was filled with smoky pink, just like Penglai in the fog.
Moonwind was half-leaning on a rattan bench, and the silk lanterns in the courtyard were already lit, reflecting long clear shadows, dots of blue, accompanied by the sound of a flute, mournful, like an undercurrent.
That scene reflected in his eyes, like a picture drawn from heaven.
His eyes blended into the dusk, and the flowers and trees in the garden filled his eyes, flashing with a heart-stopping sadness.
Qi Liu stood outside the courtyard, her heart sinking into the abyss.
He has followed the prince for so long, and this is the third time he has heard the prince playing the flute.
The first time was when Yue Fengwan was fifteen years old and the Mingyue Palace was stained with blood. The second time was when Yue Fengwan and Xia Chu broke off their friendship at the wall of the Hou Mansion.
This is the third time…
He didn't know what would happen this time.
Zi Luo walked towards Mingyue Palace, but after hearing the faint sound of the flute, she felt a little frustrated. She took a deep breath, tightly grasped the hem of her clothes, and then continued to walk.
"Your Highness, Zi Luo is here." Qi Liu was unwilling to do so, so he had no choice but to go in and interrupt the sound of his flute.
Yue Fengwan put down the flute in his hand, but did not speak.
However, Qi Liu understood his meaning from his raised hand and stepped back to let Zi Luo enter.
"See you, Your Majesty." Zi Luo bowed respectfully.
"He came very quickly. It seems he didn't intend to leave at all." Yue Fengwan had a hint of sneer. He didn't look back at her or let her get up. He seemed to just sigh to himself.
The moonlight loomed, and a faint dark blue appeared on the horizon.
Ziluo's body was lying on the ground, but she couldn't help but raise her head slightly, and a pair of black leather boots stepped on the tips of the newly born buds.
She looked up from the boots and saw that he was wearing a sky blue brocade suit embroidered with auspicious clouds. It was cut appropriately and was particularly slim and tall.
Even though the anger was faintly pulsing in his eyes, it was still shining brightly in her eyes: "The prince is here, my subordinates can go anywhere."
Yue Fengwan was already very kind to her. Last night, she tried to climb onto his bed and leave her as usual in accordance with the palace rules. She wanted to be tattooed and thrown into a bridal chamber.
Although Fei Lian begged for mercy, if he hadn't had the heart to forgive, how could he have just been confined to the Xianyu Palace so easily.
Zi Luo can be regarded as being raised by him, because Zi Luo was still young when she followed him, so he was able to keep her intact from Yue Hua's hands.
Although he has been close to many women over the years, he has never touched the subordinates who serve beside him.
Especially Zi Luo, it is even more impossible to touch her in the slightest.
Yue Fengwan's already extremely handsome face showed a slight paleness. Just because he threw Zi Luo off the couch, did Zi Luo encourage Lan Yuying to kill Su Qian Le
The anger in his eyes gradually faded and turned into a palpable disgust.
However, Zi Luo could face his anger directly, but she couldn't bear his avoidance.
"Everything I do is for the Lord. My lord, you can scold me, punish me, or kill me. Please don't hate me..." Zi Luo knelt forward and took two steps forward, trying to crawl at his feet.
Yue Fengwan took two steps back, and his tone was a hundred times more cold and distant than usual: "I cannot tolerate self-righteous subordinates."
Zi Luo lowered her eyes silently, smiled sadly, and knelt down to worship Sanfu in a dignified manner: "I accept my order to express my gratitude. I wish the prince, as always, to be in good health."
(End of chapter)