Just when Shen Zhili's mind was churning, Murong Ci lowered his head and silently ate the rice.
The dinner was quiet, everyone had different thoughts, completely different from the previous atmosphere. But the instigator, Murong Yu, didn't feel that his arrival changed the atmosphere at all, and he ate leisurely and elegantly.
Murong Shi saw that the crown prince only cared about eating and didn't eat food, so she stood up and went to pick up some food, "Your Highness, eat more food."
This time, Murong Ci wished he could shoot this troublesome princess to death.
After finishing the bowl of rice with great difficulty, and then slipping away, she came over with vegetables, and Murong Ci died of anger.
However, before the pair of chopsticks holding the vegetables reached their destination, they froze halfway, because Murong Yu said coldly: "Sit down and eat by yourself."
Murong Shi saw that his face seemed displeased, she dared not disobey, she sat down silently, obediently.
Afterwards, the four pairs of eyes watched Murong Yu add vegetables to Murong Ci's bowl, and more than once, filled the bowl
Murong Ci's heart burst into tears, and he gritted his teeth secretly.
"Does Your Highness think the food in this palace is terrible?" He asked leisurely.
"Of course not, it's delicious." She heard the sound of her teeth grinding, "It's just Bengong"
"In this case, Your Highness must taste it well." He looked at her meaningfully, "Your Highness, eat slowly, don't choke."
She loosened her clenched fists slowly, silently picking vegetables.
Shen Zhiyan sighed helplessly, the crown prince and Yu Wang were indeed rivals, and they had to fight tit for tat after a meal.
Murong Shi was unwilling and very depressed, why the third uncle didn't let him pick up vegetables for the prince, but he picked up so many vegetables for the prince himself, isn't this bullying her
Shen Zhili was also puzzled, why did Yuwang give vegetables to the crown prince
Not only that, Murong Yu scooped up half a bowl of gold and jade soup, put it in front of Murong Ci, and said softly: "This soup is very good, Your Highness, try it."
Shen Zhili was even more puzzled that the prince was so kind to the prince but the prince didn't seem to appreciate it.
Murong Ci burst into tears again, picked up the half bowl of gold and jade soup, and poured it down with his head raised as if a strong man broke his wrist.
Murong Yu, who killed a thousand swords, definitely did it on purpose
Because of the resentment and anger in her heart, and because she drank too much, she choked and coughed more and more violently, tears and snot almost flew together.
Murong Shi was so worried that she asked anxiously, "Third Uncle, Your Highness is coughing so badly, what should I do?"
Murong Ci turned around and coughed fiercely, then waved his hand to show that he was fine.
The Shen brothers and sisters were also worried, "Your Highness will be fine."
"It's just choking, it's okay."
Murong Yu didn't change his expression, he wasn't worried, he just stretched out his hand to pat Murong Ci's back, and then caressed him from top to bottom.
Murong Ci was so angry that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys ached, his "body and mind" were injured, and he almost coughed up his lungs. It was all his fault and he took advantage of it
it's disgusting
Gradually, she calmed down a bit and stopped coughing slowly.
Murong Shi poured a cup of tea and deliberately came over to serve His Highness the Crown Prince, but the third uncle took the teacup. Under the cold gaze of the third uncle, she did not dare to make a fuss, so she returned to her seat and sat down.
Shen Zhiyan asked worriedly, "Is Your Highness feeling better?"
Murong Ci's face was flushed and her color was delicate, but she lowered her head and nodded as an answer.
Suddenly, she grabbed Murong Yu's sleeves and wiped them off her face, the clean sleeves were immediately stained with dirt.
The other three were dumbfounded. What is His Highness doing to wipe away tears and snot with Yuwang's robe
Murong Shi's only thought is: Oh shit, Third Uncle will be furious, His Highness will suffer
what to do
Murong Yu's sword eyebrows flying into the temples never moved, and his thick long eyelashes never blinked, just letting her wipe her nose and tears casually.
Shen Zhili saw that there seemed to be a faint smile on the corner of Yu Wang's lips.
However, just for a moment, she could no longer find it.
Murong Ci tidied up his appearance, then raised his head and stood up, took the cup of tea in his hand, drank it up, and put the empty teacup in his hand.
Everyone was dumbfounded again.
And Murong Yu remained motionless, his jade-like eyes flickering with brilliance.
She felt relieved, calmed down a little, and smiled slightly, "I still have important things to do, so let's go ahead and take it easy, everyone."
After the words fell, she turned around and left in a big stride.
"Your Highness, I have something important to discuss with you."
He stood up and walked out, walking swiftly like the wind, "Your Highness followed me to the study."
Murong Ci wished he could kick him to the sky, "I really have something important to do."
Murong Yu didn't seem to hear, and walked away quickly.
She looked at the three clay and wood sculptures and smiled dryly, which was uglier than crying.
She wanted to ignore Murong Yu's words and leave directly, but the three of them would become suspicious. Forced to do so, she resigned herself to the study.
The door of the study room was wide open. With his back facing outside, he untied the black light robe and threw it on the chair casually. He was wearing a moon white tunic. He sat down, saw her come in, and said in a low voice, "Close the door."
"It's hot in the room, open the door to ventilate, it's cooler."
Seeing him take off his coat, Murong Ci suddenly felt that he would jump into the hole he had dug.
Murong Yu got up and closed the door, and said indifferently, "Take off your clothes when it's hot."
She murmured in her heart that only a ghost would undress, "What's the matter with the prince?"
Negotiate with me if you have anything to do."
"The matter of Princess Zhaohua and Gong Junhao, His Highness only has five days to find out." He asked in a low voice, and sat down leisurely.
"I don't have a clue for the time being. Besides, a lot of things have happened in the past few days. I am busy with other things."
"Your Highness, it is best not to make it difficult for this king."
"I will definitely find out the truth," Murong Ci raised his head and said confidently.
"That would be the best." Murong Yu raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes slanted, "If Your Highness knew that the king would return to the mansion, you would definitely not come to the mansion for dinner."
"It has nothing to do with you." She didn't want to admit it when someone caught her, and muttered, "I'm just being passionate."
"A Ci."
The voice was low and hoarse, as if it contained infinite meaning, as if it came from the depths of the soul.
She looked at him involuntarily, her heart trembling.
She could feel the call was different than usual
He stared at her, his bright pupils sparkling, entwined with something she couldn't see through or guess.
Boom boom boom.
Someone knocked on the door, followed by Shen Zhili's voice: "Your Highness, lord, Zhili is here to deliver tea."
Murong Ci woke up suddenly, "Come in."
Shen Zhili pushed the door open and entered with lotus steps lightly, holding the red sandalwood tray in both hands. She looked at Yu Wang with slightly downcast eyes, and then put two cups of tea on the table.
Yu Wang never looked at her
She backed away silently, walking very slowly, hoping that he would take a look at her, hoping that he would notice her.
"My lord, my servant, by the way, take your robe out and give it to the servants to wash." Her voice was soft and clear, pleasant to the ear.
"En." Murong Yu answered with his nose.
"Your servant resigns." She took off the black robe from the chair and withdrew slowly.
Murong Ci noticed that Shen Zhili seemed to be deliberately withdrawing slowly, and he was respectful and cautious. She is a guest, how could she come to deliver tea? Why
As a last resort, Shen Zhili closed the door and stared at the handsome and pure man. As the door closed, the gap she could see became smaller and smaller, until it cut off her obsessed and expectant eyes.
Yu Wang still didn't look at her.
But it doesn't matter, she will continue to work hard and will not give up easily.
"Is there anything else, my lord? If there is nothing else, I will take my leave." Murong Ci said coldly.
"You and Shen Zhiyan went to search the sky silk, did you get anything?" Murong Yu asked indifferently, holding up the tea cup.
"No harvest, I'm afraid the thread of the silkworm will be broken. But this kind of silk is produced in Yizhou."
"How could the people in Yizhou palace have the silk produced in Yizhou?"
"Yeah, that's why we haven't found any further clues for the time being." She suddenly decided to speak, hoping that the question in her heart could be explained, "I want to ask the lord something, and I hope the lord can answer it truthfully."
"Speak." He said lightly.
Murong Ci considered it over and over again, and asked in a calm tone: "That day when Concubine Xiao fell from the Lingfeng Pavilion, the prince was extremely light-hearted. I thought that the prince should be able to save Concubine Xiao's life, but this is not the case."
Murong Yu looked at her with indifferent eyes, "What do you want to ask?"
She took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, and said: "With the master's lightness kung fu and internal strength cultivation, as long as the prince uses his lightness kung fu and flies into the air to catch Concubine Xiao, she should not die."
He walked up to her, with a smile that was not a smile, "If this king flies into the air to save Concubine Xiao, wouldn't His Highness be jealous of the three big vats, and I won't see this king for three days?"
She glared at him in embarrassment, "What does it have to do with Bengong? This matter has nothing to do with Bengong." She sneered, and said mockingly, "If the prince doesn't want to save Concubine Xiao, I'm afraid he has already decided to give up this useless pawn."
"Your Highness, tell me why this pawn is useless."
"The prince has placed Xiao Guifei's pawn in the harem for many years. Now the prince is in charge of the government, power is in the hands of the public, and he controls the palace. Who dares to oppose the prince? Who dares to disobey the prince? Now, it is her fault." When you are ready to retire." Murong Ci straightened out the words without hiding them, "Maybe, this chess piece hinders you, and you are worrying about how to get rid of it. The murderer killed her in the middle of your arms. How could you try to save her?"
Although she hated Concubine Xiao, as a pawn whose fate was being manipulated, she was finally rejected by her master and ended up like this, she was not worth it for Concubine Xiao.
Murong Yu's eyes were deep and meaningful, "You just conclude that this king didn't try his best to save her"
She curled her lips mockingly, "Only the prince knows this."
"Because she knows a secret."
"What secret?" She frowned in surprise.
"Secrets related to His Highness." He reached out to caress her forehead, but she took two steps back, letting him fail, "Therefore, she must die."
Murong Ci was shocked, because it had something to do with him
Does Concubine Xiao know the indescribable "intimate" relationship between her and Murong Yu or the secret of her disguise as a man
For a moment, she felt a chill on her back.
In order to keep the secret, Murong Yu did not save Concubine Xiao, but he arranged the whole situation of killing Concubine Xiao.
The more she thought about it, the more frightening she became. In this scorching summer, her hands and feet were cold.
Almost, the secret she had kept for eighteen years was exposed.
Murong Yu held her catkin, "Shouldn't Your Highness thank the king?"
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