Murong Ci nodded emphatically, "These murders are all related to the Royal Sister. The Royal Sister's close court lady, Yuan Xiu, took all the blame and willingly died. Although the Royal Sister did not admit that she ordered Yuan Xiu to kill, but the inside The details are easy to understand. After negotiating with Yu Wang, the minister and Yu Wang saved the life of the imperial sister, but only deprived her of her title, and there is no intention not to go out of Jinghong Hall."
Murong Cheng seemed to be ten years older in an instant, his lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything. The hot tears in the eyes finally slid down the wrinkled face, and the complexion turned pale as before. He held her little hand tightly, and she could feel his trembling, his sadness, grief, two blows in succession, how could the father's frail body bear it
Suddenly, he coughed violently, and his whole body trembled, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs.
She quickly cheered for her father, and screamed in panic: "Come here, come here, pass on to the imperial physician, hurry up!"
spray
A mouthful of blood spewed out and splashed on the palace brick, a scarlet red flower.
Murong Ci was full of worries, and hurriedly helped his father to lie down, took a towel and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Father, what do you think?"
"I'm fine." Murong Cheng's voice was slightly low and weak, and his anger was like a thread.
"Father, you must take good care of your dragon body, Yan Kingdom still needs you."
"Don't worry, I won't die so easily."
"The imperial physician will be here soon, father, you will be fine."
Finally, the imperial physician waited for the consultation. Murong Ci waited for a long time for the three imperial physicians to consult.
The court envoy, Shen Daren, said: "Your Majesty was so angry and sad that he vomited blood. Don't worry, Your Majesty, as long as you take the decoction, Your Majesty will gradually recover."
She was a little relieved, and asked them to wait carefully.
After that, she repeatedly told her father, don't worry too much, don't think wildly, and rest well.
After leaving the Qingyuan Hall, she let out a long breath.
Qin Ruo followed behind and comforted her: "Your Highness, you don't need to worry too much. Your Majesty will recover soon this time."
Murong Ci's bright eyes froze coldly, "Let's go."
Murong Yu
When she came to the upper study room, she asked Qin Ruo to wait outside, and then broke in.
The servants in the main hall saw the prince coming with evil spirit, and immediately reported: "Your Highness, Your Royal Highness"
"Get out" Murong Ci scolded.
"Your Highness," the servant opened his mouth to speak, but was terrified by the other party's fierce aura.
"Go out." Murong Yu said lightly.
The servant walked out quickly, and Murong Yu came out from the desk, with a wicked smile on his brows, "Your Highness is here personally, I don't know if it's a business or a private matter."
Her eyes were filled with strong murderous intent, "You went to tell Father on purpose."
He had a half-smile, "This king is going to visit His Majesty, and I just mentioned something by the way."
She grinds her teeth bitterly, the sharp teeth wish to tear him apart
He definitely relapsed his father's old illness on purpose, so that he can continue to rule the government and do whatever he wants
"Your Majesty, are you all right?"
"Father is of course fine. I will avoid the serious and take the light. Although the father is sad, he is finally calm."
"How did I hear that the three imperial physicians from the imperial hospital rushed to the Qingyuan Hall, is it true that His Majesty is all right?" Murong Yu sneered like a fox.
"Father just catches a cold occasionally, and he will recover in two days." Murong Ci was so angry that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were about to burst, his fists were clenched tightly, and his knuckles turned white.
"A Ci, paper can't hold fire, your father will know sooner or later, it's better for you to make it clear now. The longer you hide this kind of thing, the worse it will be." His voice was gentle and smiling, as if everything he did was for the sake of She is good.
"I will find an opportunity to tell my father, there is no need for you to talk too much." She couldn't bear it any longer, and her anger erupted, rushing towards him like a huge wave, drowning him.
If it were someone else, he would have been angry a long time ago, but he was not angry when she got angry and yelled at him.
He held her thin shoulders, "A Ci, your father is not that weak, if you care about it, you will be chaotic."
Murong Ci roared angrily: "Father is vomiting blood and is not weak"
It wasn't until the words came out that I realized that I said everything I shouldn't have said.
How can he let him know that the father vomits blood only because she can't control her emotions.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she slapped his hand away, her chest heaving violently.
Murong Yu's tone was particularly doting, "If you can't get angry, you can punish me however you want."
"Don't talk to Ben Gong in such a tone." Murong Ci became even angrier, wishing he could bite him to death.
"I'll let you beat me up." He grabbed her hand, put it on his cheek, and smiled slightly, like a snow-covered snow-covered mountaintop suddenly blooming a frosty flower, which is refreshing and fragrant, "Don't destroy me!" Just let it go."
If you don't fight for nothing, you don't fight, this is what he said himself.
She punched him hard, gathering strength, but he turned quickly and she only hit him in the arm.
"Don't hide," she opened her eyes angrily.
"It hurts." He moaned.
"You were beaten voluntarily, you are not allowed to hide
The second time she punched him in the chest, he grunted, covered his chest and propped himself on the desk, and coughed a few times.
Murong Ci hadn't finished venting yet, he punched five times in a row
Everywhere on his body, every punch has exerted 100% of its strength.
Murong Yu was severely attacked, and was devastated until he looked haggard, and said pitifully, "Are you done venting?"
She let go of her fist and said bitterly: "Don't make an example, otherwise I will beat you into meatloaf."
After all, she walked away.
"I want to leave after the fight"
An evil voice came from behind.
Her steps slowed down a bit, then continued on. Unexpectedly, he rushed to catch up with her, hugged her from behind, and said in a low and dark voice, "Right now, I'm covered in bruises all over, and I'm seriously injured. You must comfort my wounded heart."
"let go"
"don't let go"
"You have rough skin and thick flesh, how could Bengong's strength hurt you?"
Murong Yu tightened his arms, kissed her pale cheek lightly, and smelled the intoxicating fragrance, it was the ultimate joy in the world.
Angrily, Murong Ci slammed his elbow back, stomped his foot hard, and then broke free while he was in pain, and ran out.
He watched her escape faster than a rabbit, and smiled dotingly.
In fact, if he didn't want to let go, it was absolutely impossible for her to escape from his grasp.
In Zhao Qingsong's case, Lin Shu's case, Xia Xiaolu's master-servant case, Shen Zhiyan explained to the family members of the deceased respectively. Fortunately, the family members did not inquire too much, and accepted the fact that Won Soo was the murderer.
Yuan Xiu was imprisoned in the Dali Temple Prison, and on the day when he beheaded for public display, there were huge crowds of people, and the people onlookers discussed and made various speculations.
Murong Ci didn't go to see it, Qin Ruo sent Yuan Xiu on behalf of Murong Shang.
Qin Ruo returned to the East Palace and said that the beheading went smoothly, and Yuan Xiu was a loyal servant without any complaints.
"Yuan Xiu has a heart for the princess and is willing to die on behalf of the master. I really have nothing to say."
Ruyi is quite embarrassed, although Princess Zhaohua is no longer a princess, but she can't change her habit for a while.
Qin Ruo said again: "Your Highness, Miss Lin is leaving for her hometown this afternoon."
Murong Ci nodded and went to the study silently.
Ruyi tilted her head and thought, "Your Highness seems to be in a bad mood, why?"
Qin Ruo guessed: "Perhaps it's because the princess can't be brought to justice. You can order dinner, and cook some things His Highness likes to eat."
Ruyi said: "I will."
The funeral was held in the palace, and Concubine Xiao's funeral was held in a grand manner. Murong Cheng personally decreed that the funeral should be conducted according to the etiquette of an imperial concubine.
Three days later, Concubine Xiao Gui went to the funeral and was buried in Murong Cheng's mausoleum a hundred years later.
Murong Ci was bored in the East Palace for a few days, when he suddenly remembered something.
Yue Jingchen, the third prince of the Nanyue Kingdom, did so many things in the imperial capital, poisoning the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs of the Northern Yan Kingdom, and finally died in a foreign land. Murong Yu had already revised the national book and sent an envoy to the Nanyue Kingdom. After so long, why has there been no news from Ruo Nanyue? The emperor sent envoys here, and they should be here.
Could it be that the emperor of Nanyue didn't want to return Yue Jingchen's body
It was night, a servant came to the East Palace to deliver a message that Yu Wang wanted to see her, saying that it was about the Nanyue Kingdom.
Murong resigned to go to Cunmo Pavilion, although she was a little apprehensive, but she had no reason not to go.
Just after the dinner time, there are only two palace lanterns in the vestibule of Cunmo Pavilion, and there are many shadows, giving people a gloomy feeling of ghosts and ghosts.
She secretly wondered why Murong Yu didn't leave the palace and return home
The servant led her to the study, invited her in, and then left.
She raised her hand and knocked on the door, and soon the door opened, it was the door opened by a ghost. The ghost nodded to her, then walked away, disappearing into the darkness.
Murong Yu stood in front of the window, the black robe embroidered with python patterns in gold thread molded his tall and dignified figure and awe-inspiring demeanor. There is only one candle in the study, dimly flickering on and off, that black body seems to hide endless thoughts, as if it contains unknown calculations and schemes.
"My lord, what's the matter with me?"
Murong Ci looked at him quietly for a while before opening his mouth. He knew she was coming, but he deliberately didn't turn around. What was his plan
He turned around slowly, and against the background of the dim light and shadow, that snowy face was even more white as snow, majestic and stern.
It is unpredictable.
"The envoy sent to Nanyue Kingdom has returned," she asked calmly.
"I came back today." Murong Yu sneered mockingly, "He said that the emperor of Nanyue Kingdom did not recognize that Yue Jingchen who died in my Dayan was the third prince of Nanyue Kingdom."
"I don't admit it." Murong Ci laughed coldly, "The emperor of Nanyue really wants to save face."
The dignified prince went into another country to do things in hibernation, and did a lot of detrimental deeds. He was discovered and killed by the court of the country concerned. In the end, his Lao Tzu refused to recognize his status as a prince, which made him never return to his roots.
Sad, pitiful, deplorable.
The Nanyue emperor, for the sake of face and national prestige, denied his son, which was too cruel and cruel.
It's ridiculous.
Perhaps, the emperor of Nanyue guessed that they would take the opportunity to "extort" a fortune, so he simply gave up a useless pawn.
"This matter can only be left alone." Murong Ci is worthless for Yue Jingchen, most of all for the ruthless emperor's family, it is true, it is still so desolate after death.
"Since the emperor of Nanyue wants face and national prestige, this king will let him do so." Murong Yu's deep eyes flashed a cold and hostile look.
"What are you going to do?" she asked curiously.