Murong Ci broke out in cold sweat, but smiled brightly, "The biggest threat to this palace is the prince. Now this palace is walking on thin ice every day, every step is frightened, and I am deeply afraid that one day it will suddenly become the target of public criticism, or the dead body will be found in the palace." .”
Murong Yu's eyes became darker, "A Ci, why don't you believe me?"
"If the prince returns the government to the palace, or allows the palace to participate in politics, the palace will believe that the prince has such a little sincerity."
"If this king wants to reveal your secret, why should this king watch his pawns being killed? Why should this king save you so many times in the past?"
She looked at him steadfastly, yes, he had strategized and planned out everything, the entire imperial palace and the entire imperial capital were under his control, if he just moved his fingers, she would become a prisoner, and she would be crushed. If he really intends to deal with her and wants her to die, why wait until now
However, she didn't know if this was his more terrifying and grand plan to win her trust, and if he gave a fatal blow in the future, she would die without a place to bury her.
She couldn't believe him, only herself.
At this moment, her heart was in a mess, seeing his deep pupils full of sincerity and sincerity, she didn't know whether to believe him or not.
Well, he did it for her
"A Ci, what will I do to make you believe me?" Murong Yu's facial features were as cold as a cliff, and the wind howled.
"Bengong said, return the government to me, or let me participate in politics." Murong Ci said firmly, and shook his hand.
"The time is not yet ripe."
"laugh"
She sneered mockingly, knowing how a person who loves to fight for power could give up the country.
He knew that she was a woman, and it was impossible for her to inherit the throne. If the father did not have any sons to inherit the throne, then he could completely replace her and slaughter the Murong family.
Murong Yu said solemnly: "When the time is right, this king will do what you wish."
Murong Ci didn't respond, he sneered in his heart, it might be her death day when the time is right.
"Isn't the prince obsessed with a certain woman? Since the prince has his own heart, don't provoke me again."
She blinked coldly, opened the door and left.
He frowned suspiciously, and it took a while to realize that she was talking about the glamorous woman he favored on the night of his birthday.
how did she know
It was so secretive that she couldn't possibly know about it.
However, even though he sent people to search all over the world, he couldn't find any trace of that cold and charming woman. She seemed to have completely disappeared from the world, which was really weird.
Things have happened one after another recently, and he didn't think of that woman for a while. Instead, Ah Ci always had her smiles and frowns to accompany him to sleep every night.
Concubine Xiao Gui must die
Two days before her birthday, Murong Yu stayed late dealing with government affairs and planned to rest in Cunmo Pavilion.
Suddenly a servant from Qingluan Hall asked to see him, and he let the servant come in, only then did he know that the servant was disguised by Concubine Xiao Gui.
Concubine Xiao Gui disguised herself as a servant and came to the Mo Pavilion because of the pain of lovesickness.
"I heard that the prince was injured, and I am very worried, so I came to visit." She said in a charming voice, put the food box on the table, took out a cup of soup, and smiled charmingly, "This is the Eucommia pigeon that I personally made. Soup, my lord, have a taste."
"The king is not hungry. The imperial concubine's heart, this king understands." Murong Yu's voice was as indifferent as water.
"My lord, take a few sips." She brought it to him in person, smiled softly, and looked at him hopefully.
As a last resort, he took a few sips of it, then handed it to her, and said coldly: "This king has his own likes and dislikes, and no one can change this king. It's late at night, and the noble concubine should go back to bed as soon as possible."
Concubine Xiao put down the porcelain cup, and smiled, "My lord was injured a few days ago. I heard that he was accidentally injured while investigating a foreign spy. I also heard that the crown prince is also looking for a foreign spy. Could it be that the lord and the prince are investigating together?"
Murong Yu's pupils as black as lacquer shrank sharply, "So what?"
"The lord and the prince are investigating together. After going through life and death disasters, our friendship has grown a lot." She blinked her beautiful eyes and stared at a mysterious smile, "A few days ago, Taozhi saw Ruyi, who was serving the prince, washing her robes in person. I don’t know if it’s blood from the wound or menstrual blood.”
"What do you want to say?" His black eyes suddenly turned cold.
"Looking at the prince's reaction, I think the prince already knows the prince's secret." She parted her red lips and smiled, but her heart suddenly turned cold, "This secret is the biggest, most interesting, and most valuable secret in Northern Yan Kingdom , once it is publicized, it will definitely shake the government and the public and become famous in all countries."
He remained silent, his snow-colored face was like a polar glacier that had experienced tens of millions of years, exuding a biting cold air.
Concubine Xiao watched his expression change, her hands and feet became cold inch by inch, "I am puzzled, why didn't the prince reveal the secret of the prince's life experience to the public?"
Murong Yu said coldly: "This king has his own discretion, it's not your turn to point fingers."
"I thought and thought, and finally figured it out. The lord's heart has been moved and he has fallen into a demon." The brighter she smiled, the more painful her heart was, as if an extremely sharp dagger was constantly stirring in her heart, blood and blood. Heartbroken, "I don't believe it, so send someone to investigate."
"When will it be my king's turn?"
You care." His eyes were cold.
"Yeah, this palace is just a pawn of the prince. What qualifications does this palace have? Does the prince know that when I saw the prince for the first time when I was fourteen years old, I have already dedicated my whole heart to him. I entrust my life to the lord, what the lord wants me to do, I have nothing to say." Concubine Xiao said mournfully, "The lord wanted me to enter the palace to become your majesty's concubine, and I did it. I persuaded your majesty to recall the lord. The capital, and let His Majesty indulge in wine and sex, become fatuous and licentious, let the prince take charge of the government, and become the most powerful and powerful person in the court and the public. I will do everything for the prince, just hope to get a little love from the prince, hope to get the prince A little consolation, but why is the lord unwilling to give Ben Gong a glimmer of hope? Why is he so heartless and cold? Why does he disappoint and even despair again and again? Ben Gong loves you and respects you and can sacrifice everything for you.
"A pawn doesn't deserve emotion." He said indifferently.
"hehehehe"
She laughed sadly, full of self-deprecating, "unworthy of affection"
Murong Yu didn't show any emotion, and said coldly: "A chess piece should have the consciousness of a chess piece. The woman of this king may be the daughter of a peddler, but she will never be a chess piece."
These ruthless words, every single word was like a sharp arrow, piercing into her heart, immediately dripping with blood.
Concubine Xiao Gui understood what he meant, her heart ached so much
she doesn't deserve to be his woman she doesn't deserve
Why does she want to laugh so much that her life is a ridiculous mistake.
"Is the prince qualified to be the prince's woman?" She roared hysterically, tears welling up in her eyes, rushing down like a mudslide.
"Only the woman whom this king loves deeply is qualified to be this king's wife." His voice was light, but he was as firm as iron.
The "wife" burst into tears, she murmured hoarsely, her heart ached so badly that she could hardly breathe.
"Everything is your own fault. This king has warned you a long time ago. You can go."
"My lord, I don't ask for anything extravagantly, I just want to stay by your side and serve you." Concubine Xiao Gui begged desperately, her clear and charming face was raining with pear blossoms, her grief reached the extreme, which made people feel pity.
"This king said that you are not worthy."
"Why"
"My king's woman must have noble royal blood, do you have any?" Murong Yu looked away impatiently.
The cruel words shattered the last ray of hope she had left.
Tears fell like broken pearls, she wept bitterly, the pain reached the bone marrow, the pain penetrated the soul, the pain was so painful that she couldn't breathe
He is impassive, cold and unfeeling.
Afterwards, she sobbed and wiped away her tears and snot, suppressed her grief, and said hoarsely: "The prince is so cruel and heartless, isn't he afraid that I will strike back?"
He looked at her calmly, with a bit of coldness in his eyes, "If you dare to disobey this king, there is only one end: death."
A poignant smile appeared on Concubine Xiao's face that was shining with tears, "I understand. I will be a concubine who favors the scenery and enjoys all the glory and wealth. May the prince, your wishes come true."
After that, she left in a hurry.
Murong Yu narrowed his black eyes slightly, and after a long silence, he attracted a ghost, and ordered: "Send someone to monitor the movement of Qingluan Palace."
For several days, there was no movement in Qingluan Palace, he didn't expect that she would be killed by a mysterious murderer.
Murong Ci and Shen Zhiyan left Yuwang Mansion, Shen Zhili also left.
Back in the East Palace, Murong Ci immediately went to the Liushang Bureau to ask if there was such silk in the palace.
The result is, no.
She returned to the East Palace in disappointment, and Qin Ruo at the side said: "Your Highness, even though we know that the murderer used silk silk to kill people, we still can't find out who the murderer is."
"I don't want to think about the death of Concubine Xiao for the time being. Zhaohua's incident is still five days away. I have to find a way to get one of Zhaohua and Gong Junhao to tell the truth."
"The servant is too stupid to share His Highness's worries." Qin Ruo blamed herself angrily.
"Don't blame yourself." Murong Ci patted her on the shoulder, "Go around Jinghong Hall."
The master and servant went to Jinghong Hall, and they met many palace people along the way, and they all saluted the prince.
When approaching Jinghong Palace, Qin Ruo suddenly pointed at the two maids in front, and said: "Those two seem to be the palace maids of Jinghong Palace."
Murong Ci's bright eyes flickered, and he ordered: "Go and take those two over there."
If Qin Ruo left, Murong Ci walked up to a clump of bright red roses in full bloom, plucked a rose and played with it.
Not long after, Qin Ruo came over with two maids, and the maids saluted respectfully, "My servant pays homage to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
"What are you responsible for in Jinghong Palace?" Murong Ci asked coldly.
"The servants and servants are responsible for cleaning the palace." A court lady replied.
"I want to ask you a few questions, and you must answer them truthfully. If there are lies, I will never forgive you lightly."
"Yes." They lowered their heads and suddenly became nervous.
"Does the imperial sister treat the palace well or not?" Murong Ci's face was cold, with a bit of majesty from a superior.