To be honest, Murong Ci didn't quite believe what Young Master Qin said.
However, what does it matter if you believe it or not? She didn't intend to have a deep friendship with him.
She said casually: "Bengong invited him to dinner just to express my gratitude, and we may not see each other again in the future. I'm really not interested in knowing who he is."
Murong Yu sneered, "This king sees that he is very interested in you."
"After talking about this, I'm going to Dali Temple, stop the car," she shouted loudly.
"Wait a little longer, the ghost may come back and there may be surprising gains."
"You send the ghost to follow Mr. Qin"
"You really don't want to know his details." He raised his eyebrows, as if he could see through her thoughts.
"" Murong Ci turned his back to him.
After being silent for a while, Murong Yu spoke again: "Why don't you talk about the tragedy of the Li family and the tragedy of the Jian family, Your Highness, can there be any progress?"
She closed her eyes and meditated, and said softly: "There is no progress, these two massacres are very difficult."
He sat behind her and held her in his arms. She suddenly woke up, struggled fiercely, and shouted in a low voice: "Let go of Bengong!"
"If you're tired, just lean on me and sleep for a while."
He hugged her tightly, his voice was dark and enchanting, as if it had the magical power of hypnosis, which made her muscles and bones soften in an instant, making her unable to exert any strength to resist.
Murong Yu's hoarse voice echoed above her head, "I don't care about you, it's just that you have a special status and go in and out of the Eastern Palace every day, so you will inevitably be watched by people and become the prey of some people with ulterior motives."
Murong Ci rolled his eyes unwillingly, "I'm not a three-year-old child, how can I be so easily deceived?"
Her hands were clasped by his big hands, she couldn't move, and she felt sad even thinking about it.
Is it just in his hands for the rest of my life
"Be careful in everything." He bowed his head, rubbing his cheek against her cheek, "wait for the ghost to come back."
"Don't push yourself," she gritted her teeth.
When Murong Yu kissed her soft cheeks, it was like a dragonfly touching water, like dew falling on green leaves, like clear snow falling on the treetops and melting quietly, all the beautiful scenes in the world you can think of are like his gentle and intoxicating kiss.
She stood up and tried to get rid of his entanglement, but there was no way to get out of his control.
His lips slid to her ears, and the hot breath diffused, making her dizzy.
That kind of numb shock wave after wave made her suddenly feel an urge to turn and hug him, throwing herself into this passionate entanglement.
She was terrified by the terrible thought of herself.
Fortunately, the ghost's return saved her. The carriage stopped slowly on the side of the street, and he stood outside the small window, knocking lightly on the wall of the carriage very regularly.
"Say." Murong Yu still hugged her, moving his big hands irregularly.
"My subordinate secretly followed that young master for a while. The young master took a carriage to the Yunhai Inn, and my subordinates followed into the Yunhai Inn. But the strange thing is that my subordinates searched all the guest rooms, but they couldn't find him." soundtrack.
"He has noticed that someone is following him." Murong Yu said in a deep voice.
Just now Murong Ci was quiet for a moment, now that the ghost is gone, he is naturally struggling, "let go"
Murong Yu seemed to have never heard of it, and his deep eyes were condensed coldly, "Looking at the world, there are very few people who can match the lightness kung fu of ghost shadows. If you can detect ghost shadows, Mr. Qin's martial arts, at least the lightness kung fu is not inferior to ghost shadows. It is not easy to disappear without a trace under the stalking of ghosts."
She agrees with his deduction that Mr. Qin's martial arts cultivation may be comparable to Murong Yu's.
It seems that she underestimated Mr. Qin.
However, after getting along with each other twice, she didn't feel that Mr. Qin had such strong martial arts at all.
Traveling around the world to do business, but possessing high martial arts, who is Mr. Qin
"Perhaps it was not accidental that Mr. Qin befriended you." Murong Yu's black eyes fell coldly.
"You mean, he intends to make friends with Ben Gong." Murong Ci was surprised, but looking back on the meeting that day, it seemed like it was really a coincidence.
Mr. Qin could not have expected that Murong Shi would be chased by a little wolf on Chaoyang Street, that she would get off the carriage to watch the fun, that Murong Shi would drag her and run away, if it wasn't for that day , There will also be another "accidental" encounter.
Murong Yu's dark pupils shrank sharply, "If he comes to you in the future, no matter what it is, don't agree to it, and don't reveal your identity."
The most frightening thing is that Mr. Qin has already known her identity, so he deliberately approached her.
Right now he can't tell her that, after all, he's still not sure, it's just speculation.
Murong Ci didn't speak, and forgot about his situation.
He hugged her quietly, she leaned on his chest quietly, time passed silently, they felt each other's heart quietly, living up to the passing years and years.
Jinghong Palace.
Under the guidance of the palace maid, Shen Zhili came to the back garden, and saw a woman in palace clothes sitting in the gazebo.
In the silence, a series of voiceless sounds suddenly sounded, as smooth as running water, like jade and stones colliding, and even more like swords colliding. There are three aspects in the clear melody:
Sub sonorous meaning.
The maid stopped, and Shen Zhili also stopped, standing outside the pavilion and looking into the pavilion.
A Guzheng was placed on the stone table, and Murong Chang was sitting softly, his fingers fluttering, playing the cold strings.
She was dressed in a simple and elegant way, wearing a plain white shirt and skirt, and covered with a snow-white gauze, like pieces of pure snow piled up, and the thin and thin person seemed to be transformed into a fairy. Her soft blue silk is combed into a simple bun, half of which hangs on her shoulders, and only a white magnolia hairpin is inserted in the bun. When the cool autumn wind blows, the blue silk flutters and dances with the snow-white tulle. Light and agile, not dusty.
Shen Zhili thought to himself silently, the princess's dress is very different from the previous one, maybe her mood changed, and her person changed accordingly.
Murong Chang's small face seemed to have no makeup on, his eyebrows were drooping, and he was concentrating on playing.
Those curly and thick long eyelashes are like a bead curtain, covering the master's secret thoughts.
The melody of Guzheng is sometimes soft and long like the falling moonlight, sometimes rapid and dense like the sound of drums, sometimes fierce and sharp like a sword fighting, and sometimes soothing and clear like a spring breeze blowing by.
Shen Zhili couldn't help but be fascinated by it. The princess is like a fairy who accidentally fell into the mortal world, refined and elegant, and even more touching.
The rhythm gradually stops, and the lingering sound curls up.
Murong Chang did not raise his eyebrows, and picked up the teacup placed aside to drink tea gracefully.
The palace maid signaled Shen Zhili to go in, and Shen Zhili entered the gazebo, bowed with bow, "Meet the princess."
Although Murong Chang is the daughter of the Tian family, she no longer has the honorable title of princess, so Shen Zhili doesn't need to salute, but it's not surprising that many people salute, she still salutes respectfully.
"Get up." Murong Chang's voice was as light as smoke.
"The princess summoned Zhili, I don't know what to order"
Shen Zhili heard a lot about the princess, and thought that the princess was confined in Jinghong Hall these days, thinking about it a lot, the whole person seemed to be reborn inside and out.
Murong Chang's delicate lips parted slightly, "I heard that Miss Shen is both talented and beautiful, especially in calligraphy and painting, and is famous in the imperial capital. On the day of the Mid-Autumn Palace banquet, you painted on the spot at the banquet, and made a beautiful scene on a good day, which amazed everyone. It was hailed as a world-shattering work by the prince’s brother, isn’t it?”
"Yes, there is indeed such a thing." Shen Zhili replied respectfully, the princess asked what was the purpose of this matter
"Miss Shen really has both talent and looks."
Murong Chang walked in front of her, raised her delicate chin, and looked slightly sharp, "This little face is really charming, I feel pity when I see it."
Shen Zhili had a bad heart, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes.
The woman's intuition told her that the princess seemed hostile to her.
"The princess is absurd. The minister is just a little trick. His Royal Highness encouraged the minister to say that. If the minister is a firefly with a little light, then the princess is the bright moon in the sky. How can the weak fluorescent light be as brilliant as the bright moon?" On par with each other," she said softly, her eyebrows respectful.
"What a clever mouth. If I were a man, I'm afraid I would be attracted by your talent and appearance, and even be fascinated by ghosts." Murong Chang raised her delicate chin to look at her, his cold eyes wandered over her face, Like a vicious bug that gnaws people's hearts, it is very frightening.
"My daughter dare not."
"You recommended yourself to perform in front of so many people at the palace banquet. You were very courageous. How could you not dare?"
"It's the elder brother of the courtier"
"Even if I stay in Jinghong Palace all day, I know everything that happens in the palace. Don't think that you hide your thoughts very well. If you want people to know, you have to do nothing. It's so obvious. Reason, you will not understand."
"The courtier is stupid, I really don't know what the princess is talking about"
"Do you want me to explain it more clearly?" Murong Chang's eyes fell on her delicate eyebrows, which was so cold that it made people feel cold from head to toe. The excellent reputation is even louder, you want to win the favor of your sweetheart and marry you into the mansion."
Shen Zhili pretended to be calm, but the panic and horror that flashed in her pupils betrayed her turbulent heart.
no princess can't know
Murong Chang's gaze moved gently over her face, seemingly gentle and harmless, but it was like a delicate and sharp dagger slashing cruelly across her face, "Don't think that there is a soft, innocent, charming You just want to seduce someone with a heart-warming face, and you are still very young in front of me."
Shen Zhili lowered her head, she couldn't figure it out, she had never met the princess, let alone offended the princess, why the princess seemed to know everything and was so hostile to her.
Could it be because of him
However, she never told others about her thoughts, only her brother knew, how did the princess know
too weird
"Why, I was scared by this palace." Murong Chang's clear eyes were full of coldness.
"Princess, this is the first time for my servant to see the princess, why is the princess treating me like this?" Shen Zhili poked his neck, thinking a little harder.
"Heh, it's no use playing stupid here in this palace. I hate people who pretend to be stupid the most."
"The courtier asks herself that she has never offended the princess. If the courtier's petty thoughts make the princess angry, there is nothing the courtier can do. But the courtier has no disrespect towards the princess."
"Really?" Murong Chang raised his long eyebrows, and his beautiful eyes showed a icy sternness, "Your small thoughts are offending me."