Murong Qianjue's voice sank, "I will find ways to help you with the matter of Qiuchanyuan. But if you use her again and I find out..."
"Master!" A-Cen's face turned pale, "I don't dare! I don't dare anymore! It's just that I have been trapped in Qiu Chanyuan for many years, and I am anxious. It is rare to wait for the opportunity, so I moved my mind. "
"I know." Under the metal mask, the eyes as bright as obsidian suddenly sank, and Murong Qianjue's voice became a little colder.
Ah Cen didn't speak any more, keeping his head down all the time, for fear of angering the other party.
Murong Qianjue waved his long sleeves, and said in a cold voice, "Let's go! In the next time, not only will Concubine Liang not be able to redress her grievances, but I guarantee that this Qiuchanyuan will be burned down!"
After saying that, Murong Qianjue hurried away.
Ah Cen was stunned on the spot, staring at the slender figure, and it took him a while before he came back to his senses. She trembled all over, and then quietly sneaked into the underground secret room behind the screen.
Dongfang Jing bumped into a wall in Qiuchanyuan, and walked forward with a dull head.
Dongmei trotted to catch up, lowered her voice and asked, "Where is the master going?"
"Get out of the palace!" Dongfang Jing said coldly.
"But when I was in Changle Palace just now, Commander Liu Feng personally ordered him to leave the palace with the master, so please wait for the prince no matter what." Dongmei saw Dongfang Jing and Murong Qianjue Those who quarreled did not want to persuade them to make peace, but because of the treacherous situation in the palace recently, she was worried that Dongfang Jing would be in danger if she left the palace alone, so she had no choice but to speak up.
"Master, this servant knows that the prince has made the master angry, but the prince is very skilled in martial arts, so staying with him is always safe. Why don't the master just obey him this time?"
Dongfang Jing didn't want to pay attention to Murong Qianjue at first, but after thinking about it, that guy played with women's thoughts so clearly, I'm afraid he is already waiting for her at the gate of the palace right now!
Thinking of this, she suddenly slowed down.
"Master?" Dongmei thought she had figured it out, she was surprised.
Dongfang Jing smiled slightly, the corners of her mouth curled up involuntarily, and said calmly and self-sufficiently, "Well, you are right."
Seeing her turn around, Dongmei couldn't help but frown.
Dongfang Jing breathed a sigh of relief, her brows curved, "Go to Yuhua Terrace, let's go to Yuhua Terrace to guard the prince."
"Then servant girl, go and inform the lord." Dongmei nodded, then turned around and was about to go to Qiu Chan Garden.
"No need!" Dongfang Jing suddenly crossed her arms to stop her.
"Huh?" Dongmei was slightly shocked.
Dongfang Jing's complexion changed slightly, and she said with the corners of her lips, "My lord and I have a good understanding, so I can guess it naturally. I will make a medicinal bath at Yuhuatai. When the lord comes, we will take a bath together. If you don't come, it will be in vain." This Palace is very kind." If he didn't come, let him stand at the gate of the palace for a long time!
Dongmei shivered, glanced behind Dongfang Jing, and nodded thoughtfully.
Murong Qianjue stood with his hands behind his back, less than three steps away from Dongfang Jing, looking down at the woman from above, and listening to her "playing" with him with righteous words. Being so close, he could even count every strand of hair on the top of her head, just like the evening many years ago, when the little girl fell into his arms and counted the stars, he fiddled with her long hair one by one.
"Go to the House of Internal Affairs and ask them to prepare a pot of hot water." Dongfang Jing's mouth curved into a crescent.