Murong Ci looked at him in astonishment, and moved his head back.
Murong Yu followed suit and said in a low voice, "Open your mouth."
She wanted to say "Ben Gong has eaten it", but she also knew that he would insist, so she opened her mouth and took a bite.
Thinking that this piece of pastry was for her, it turned out it wasn't. He retracted his hand and took a big bite where she had bitten.
In an instant, her cheeks were slightly warm, and the corners of her lips twitched.
Then he handed over the remaining sliver of pastry, biting right into her mouth.
"No." She glanced at him in disgust.
"I have my king's saliva, so I don't want to eat it." He raised his eyebrows slightly, and said casually, "I don't know how many times I have eaten my king's saliva."
Murong Ci glared at him fiercely, it was really a pot that could not be opened and lifted.
Murong Yu smiled, finished the breakfast, and summoned the waiter to clean it up.
Hot tea was served inside, and he picked it up and took a sip, "I want to tell this king about Princess Zhaohua."
She nodded, "If it's Zhaohua's fault, how will you deal with it?"
"Deal with justice." He said solemnly, walked down and leaned on the desk, his brows were a little arrogant, "If someone asks me, maybe I will think about it. Of course, you must be sincere when asking."
"How much sincerity do you want?" She gritted her teeth secretly.
"Tell me what happened first."
She recounted the general situation of the matter, "Last night, the imperial sister confessed to me wrongly. Bengong is thinking that if he compensates the Gong family, Prime Minister Gong will calm down."
Murong Yu raised his eyebrows and sneered, "It's no small matter to cut off one's offspring. The Gong family's ambition is not small, and it's not so easy to satisfy."
A trace of cunning flashed across Murong Ci's bright eyes, and he said, "Actually, this happened because of you, and you can only deal with the aftermath."
He didn't take it seriously, "What does it have to do with this king?"
"The imperial sister is obsessed with you, and it's because of you that she doesn't want to marry Gong Junhao, and that's why such a big incident happened."
"She is her, and this king is this king. This king has never done anything that misunderstood her."
"No matter how you get rid of it, it's all about you. You have to deal with the aftermath." She was very annoyed.
Murong Yu raised her chin, with a half-smile, "This is how sincere you are in begging me."
Murong Ci slapped his hand away, "I told you this, this incident happened because of you."
He sneered, "She has fallen into a magic barrier, what does she have to do with this king, you have to be fair."
"It's not that I'm going to pursue you, but I just want you to deal with the aftermath."
"Since you have spoken, this king will not refuse. If you" he bowed his head close to her lips, almost sticking to her lips, extremely ambiguous, "take the initiative, this king will punish the princess leniently, and the Gong family will not mention this matter again .”
She covered his mouth angrily and pushed back hard. Damn Murong Yu will always have this rascal face
Murong Yu clasped her bright wrist and pulled her into his arms, then grabbed the back of her head like this, and precisely grabbed her pink lips.
It was as fast as a shock, and it was hard to guard against.
The thin lips seemed to be decorated with petals of morning dew, containing a clear fragrance, unimaginably soft, he couldn't stop, blocked her forcefully, explored deeply, and sucked up her sweetness
The servant will come in at any time, and if he sees Chenghe, rumors will be flying everywhere
Murong Ci struggled in panic, but he was always made of steel, so it was strange that she could break free.
Sure enough, footsteps came from outside.
She became more and more anxious, cold sweat broke out on her back, and she pushed him away violently.
He let her go, his eyebrows were full of unsatisfactory, and he looked at her moist and bright red lips with desire and dissatisfaction.
The servant brought the tea, and saw Yu Wang's eye knife inadvertently, and couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, feeling the head on his neck shaking, and said quickly: "If the lord has no other orders, the servant will leave first."
Without saying a word, Murong Yu's eyes became sharper.
The servant walked away in three steps at a time, as if he would die on the spot if he slowed down.
However, he asked himself that he had not offended the prince.
Murong Ci couldn't help laughing, "Look at you scaring him like this."
Murong Yu said angrily: "Dare to disturb the good things of this king, I have already shown mercy if I don't punish him."
"How do you plan to deal with the aftermath?" She quickly changed the subject.
"My king has to think about it." He stretched out his arm to pull her.
"I still have something important to do, so I'm leaving first." She fled away in a hurry, and flew out.
Seeing her running faster than a rabbit, as if hiding something, he blinked and smiled, his eyes filled with tenderness.
Murong Ci knew that with Murong Yu's mind, there was no need to "think about it" and he must have already figured out how to deal with Prime Minister Gong.
Sure enough, at dusk, the servant she sent came back to report that Yu Wang had confine Princess Zhaohua for one year and fined her for two years. Gong Junhao was promoted to be the deputy governor of the Defense Department of the capital, Gong Liqin, the second younger brother of Prime Minister Gong and the second master of the Gong family, was appointed doctor of the Ministry of Industry, and the old lady of the Gong family was named the first-rank wife.
She didn't know if Murong Yu had told Prime Minister Gong that Zhaohua had admitted his mistake.
In the afternoon, Murong Yu summoned Gong Liming and first asked about Gong Junhao's injuries.
Gong Liming's face was as cold as iron, and he briefly explained his son's injuries, and then asked bluntly, "Has the lord found out the truth?"
"Prime Minister, no matter who is right or wrong, it won't help if you pursue it. Princess Zhaohua is a noble person, a golden branch and a jade leaf, and she didn't commit murder, arson, or committing any crimes, so it's impossible to put her in the prison." She is wide, her brows are cold, and she is majestic, "Even if she is wrong, for the Tian family, it is just a small punishment and a big warning."
"My lord's words are true, but Xiaguan is just such a direct son, and now he has cut off his descendants. Xiaguan is ashamed of his ancestors. How will he face his father and grandfather when he arrives in Huangquan a hundred years later?" Gong Li Ming's face was resolute, but his voice was sad and sad, he was very unwilling, "Is the lord going to be dismissed and explain to the palace family like this?"
"I believe you don't want to know who is right and who is wrong in this matter. This king will give the Gong family a satisfactory explanation, but from now on, you must not bring up this matter again." Murong Yu's voice was as sonorous as a knife, resounding like a knife.
"I just hope that the prince's handling is not biased." Gong Liming's sharp eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of hostility.
When Murong Yu finished his "explaining" to the Gong family, he remained silent with no expression on his face.
Murong Yu's eyes were a little cold, and an invisible sense of coercion was forced out, "Prime Minister Gong, look at the entire Imperial Capital, who has the royal family's rich and rich family?"
Gong Liming cupped his hands and said respectfully: "I'd like to thank the prince for his insight, and give the Gong family an explanation."
Coming out of the upper study room, a barely audible smile appeared on his stern face.
Murong resigned and went to Jinghong Palace to tell Zhaohua about Yuwang's punishment.
Hearing the order of punishment, Murong Chang breathed a sigh of relief, but if he is confined for a year and suffocated in Jinghong Hall for a year, he will suffocate to death.
"Huangmei, just be patient for one year, one year will pass soon." Murong Ci persuaded.
"Thank you, brother prince, my sister knows that you have worked so hard for me. This result, my sister can bear it." She pretended to smile easily, but it was slightly bitter.
"Just think about it." Murong Ci patted her on the shoulder.
"It's just that I can't do my filial piety in front of my father."
"Greetings to the royal father, you can still go, but you can't go to other places."
"Sister Chen knows." Murong Chang smiled.
"Sister, obsession hurts people. You have to relax your mind and take a step back. The sea and the sky are brighter. What's the use of thinking about and thinking about someone who is cruel and ruthless to you? Why don't you just forget about him and find someone who is more suitable for you than him?" This man." Murong Ci advised earnestly, "Remember, if you let him go, you will also let yourself go. Only in this way can you gain a new life."
"Sister Chen will try to forget him." Murong Chang's beautiful eyes blinked lightly, with a flash of wisdom.
Back in the East Palace, Murong Ci received a letter from Shen Zhiyan, asking her to go to Dali Temple tomorrow morning, without specifying what it was.
The next day, she and Qin Ruo came to Dali Temple in a carriage, and saw a group of people pouring into Dali Temple, including men and women, old and young.
Qin Ruo asked suspiciously: "Who are those who came to report the crime?"
Murong Ci also walked into Dali Temple with such doubts, and those few people shouted loudly when they saw the yamen servant.
"My Song'er must have been murdered, you have to find the murderer who killed Song'er"
"My lord, Song'er was murdered at a young age, there must be a big grievance, you have to find out."
"Song'er, you died so badly, Song'er, as a grandmother, I will definitely avenge you."
Gu Huai, Shen Zhiyan and other officials and yamen servants came out, tried to persuade them, and then brought those people to the lobby.
Shen Zhiyan brought Murongci's master and servant to the backyard, and she asked curiously, "Who are those people?"
Qin Ruo pondered: "Judging from the clothes, the family should be good, but the words and deeds are like those ignorant people."
He said succinctly: "It's the family of the deceased."
"Another murder happened." Murong Ci asked flatly, "By the way, did you call Ben Gong over for something important?"
"The murder case was handed over by the Jingzhao Mansion." Shen Zhiyan poured tea for His Highness, and said warmly, "Three days ago, the Jingzhao Mansion received a report and dug up a corpse in the grass five miles away in the southern suburbs."
"This murder case can be investigated by the Jingzhao Mansion, why is it handed over to Dali Temple?"
"Yesterday, the head arrester of Jingzhao Mansion personally said that this murder case involved a nobleman. Mr. Yin Lu of Jingzhao Mansion was afraid of power and dared not handle it, so he transferred it to Dali Temple."
"Which nobleman?" Qin Ruo asked enthusiastically.
Murong Ci drank half a cup of tea and said, "Let's talk about the case first."
Shen Zhiyan said slowly: "The name of the deceased is Zhao Qingsong. There are three shops in his family. The family is well-off and has been in business for decades. His grandmother and father hope that the Zhao family will produce a scholar who will become an official in the future. Officer, two generations later, the Zhao family will be a scholarly family. Therefore, the Zhao family raised him since he was a child, and asked a knowledgeable gentleman to teach him. Zhao Qingsong studied hard for ten years and was preparing to take the scientific examination next year. In order for him to quietly Studying, the Zhao family arranged for him to live in another garden in the south of the city, and several servants took care of him, returning to the mansion in the city only once in ten days and half a month."