In a very short moment, several thoughts rolled through Murong Ci's mind, like a grasshopper on a frying pan, tormented by the fire, life and death in an instant.
The cold air rose from the soles of the feet, and spread to the limbs and bones in the blink of an eye. It was a panic from the soul.
And the flames of anger burned fiercely, rushed to the forehead, and burned to the top of the head. It was a provoked rage.
The two looked at each other, and a short moment seemed as long as a year.
"It's late at night, the lord hasn't left the palace yet to return to the mansion?" Murong Ci said without pretense, his voice was cold.
"Hearing that His Highness is suffering from the wind and cold again, I came to visit specially." Murong Yu said grandly.
"I just feel the wind and cold occasionally, and I'm fine. Thank you, my lord, for your concern. It's getting late now, my lord, please go ahead." She issued an order to evict her, but she didn't want to be alone with him like this, let alone at this inopportune time. In the beautiful scenery, they fought with each other.
Fortunately, I didn't loosen my hair when I took a shower, otherwise it must be unclear at this time.
He didn't seem to understand what she meant, he lifted his robe and sat down, elegantly and leisurely, "A lot of things have happened in and out of the palace these days, Your Highness is also interested in solving suspicious cases."
Murong Ci gritted his teeth secretly, and said: "I still have some spare time after finishing my homework, and thought it would be interesting to solve suspicious cases, so I thought about it. Besides, these things are quite weird, and I hope to investigate thoroughly as soon as possible."
"The suspicious case in Dali Temple, His Royal Highness privately recruited him to investigate. Aren't the people in Dali Temple very idle?"
"These things are intricate and complicated. My palace is just doing a little bit for Shen Shaoqing. On the contrary, the prince has a lot of affairs and government affairs. It's better for the prince to go back early to rest, so as not to miss tomorrow's morning court."
"This king never misses government affairs. Even if he fights for three days and three nights, he is tireless and radiant."
Murong Yu's sharp, falcon-like eyes fell on her, the light was dim and blurred, her body was thin and thin, more like a woman's delicate body. She was wearing a jade-colored cloak, her skin on her neck was as snowy as jade, and her small face was so charming and beautiful, like a delicate flower blooming under the moonlit night, with icy dewdrops condensing on it.
She is as thin as paper, but soft and fragrant, like an unknown spring blooming beside him, blooming in the blurred light of the dark night, only he can spy on the beautiful spring.
The lake of his heart suddenly swayed in circles of ripples.
His slender eyelashes trembled uncontrollably.
That involuntary feeling crawled all over his chest like a vine, and in an instant, that enchanting night, that cold and charming little face overlapped with the one in front of him
Suddenly, his soul returned to its place, and the hotness slowly receded.
Murong Ci captured that his gaze changed from indifferent and fierce to hot and urgent, and then became cold again.
Heart, suddenly disturbed.
Will he find something and think of something
That night
"This palace is about to rest, please also invite the prince"
"Your Highness is ill. Let Dali Temple investigate those suspicious cases. Your Highness can recuperate with peace of mind." Murong Yu's deep eyes were dark, as if the mountains were pressing down, which made people feel more stressed.
"My palace has its own measure. The prince is busy with state affairs, so I don't need to worry about such a small matter in this palace." She restrained her anger and said coldly.
In the middle of the night, he came to meddle in her private affairs to prevent her from investigating the case.
goddamn regent
By the way, he must be worried that she will find out something that is not good for him and the ballad is alluding to him, the reason why he stopped her from investigating the case is here
Murong Ci sat down in front of the case, and sneered inscrutablely, "Is the prince worried about what I found out?"
Murong Yu picked up the lid of the teacup and slowly scratched the rim of the cup, "I am indeed a little worried."
The light sound of celadon grinding is not sharp, but it is also uncomfortable.
She stared at his hand, his right thumb was wearing a snake head gold ring, in the warm yellow light, the snake head emitted a dazzling golden light.
With his wisdom, he must have already guessed that the allusion of the ballad is him.
What is the purpose of him saying it so clearly now
To test, or to warn her
"If His Highness really finds out something, what will he do?" Murong Yu said in a low voice, his eyes turned to her, his deep eyes were as quiet as an abyss.
"My lord can speculate." Murong Ci raised his eyebrows slightly.
"This king feels that His Highness is extremely intelligent and will not act rashly."
"My lord is wise, and he should understand the deep meaning of the words "Goujitiaoqiang."
"I would like to advise you, mediocrity will only cause more trouble." The cold smile in his eyes seemed to disappear.
"I would also like to advise you, if you do too much unrighteousness, you will die yourself." She bent her lips and smiled lightly, full of sarcasm.
"This king is thinking, following the empress's splendor, she has given birth to a handsome and beautiful prince."
Before the words finished, Murong Yu took her little hands and rubbed them slowly, "These hands are smooth and delicate, not only are the bones slender, but also soft as if they were boneless. People who don't know the details think that the owner of these hands is a delicate woman."
Murong Ci pulled it out vigorously, but he couldn't hold back his strength.
As a result, her pretty face flushed red, then turned blue with anger, and finally turned pale with guilt.
This is Chi Guoguo's teasing
"Let go" she scolded angrily, speaking harshly.
"These hands really make me fondle admiringly, as if I've seen them somewhere before."
Murong Yu beamed brightly, exuding the lewd appearance of a disciple.
She tried several times, but couldn't break free.
Instead of letting go, he sat beside her, leaned close to her little hand, and looked at it carefully.
Murong Ci stared angrily at the snowy face that was so famous in the imperial capital, wishing he could crush it into meatloaf.
He approached her, spraying his scorching breath into her ears, "If His Highness is not good, I will visit His Highness every night before leaving the palace."
Well, she just took a bath, the fragrance is rich and sweet, like roses blooming in early summer, it is intoxicating.
Her heart suddenly contracted, and her chest was full of anger.
His fiery breath scalded her snow-like skin, and it was dyed bright red in an instant, as if the morning sun and clouds spread the sky, unparalleled in beauty.
She pushed him away violently, but he remained motionless, leaning toward her like a mountain.
Murong Yu stared at her with amusement.
His lips were as soft as petals, and the bright red color was like a bright red summer flower swaying in the wind in the vast snow field, which instantly amazed his eyes.
His heart was trembling, as if something was pulling him towards that bright red.
Murong Ci was startled suddenly, picked up the tea cup and poured it on him.
With a soft splash, the warm tea splashed on his face, and the finely divided tea leaves were stuck on that cold, snowy face. It was as miserable as it could be.
She finally withdrew her hand and stood up, her eyes and brows were cold.
deserve it
Murong Yu froze and remained silent for a moment before reaching out to her.
"What are you doing?" She asked angrily, feeling that his black eyes were like a cloud of gloomy haze covering the dormitory.
"To this king Sipa." His hoarse voice seemed to restrain his anger.
Murong Ci took a silk handkerchief and put it in his hand, said kindly: "I asked Ruyi to serve you."
Murong Yu raised his eyes to look at her, with a half-smile, "Whoever made a mistake, will clean it up."
She was stunned, she couldn't find her voice for a long time, she gritted her teeth secretly.
"Then, this king reluctantly stays in His Highness's bedroom."
"shameless"
She took a silk handkerchief neatly, and a sly gleam flashed in her watery eyes between her teeth.
First, wipe gently and softly, so gentle that water can drip out.
Suddenly, she rubbed vigorously, trying her best to use her hands as hard as she could, as if she wanted to rub off three layers of his skin.
It seems that the wind is sunny and the wind is blowing suddenly, and the torrential rain is coming, which is hard to guard against.
Murong Yu clasped her wrist, "I don't want to serve you well, if I feel that His Highness is not sincere, I will be reluctant to do it."
Murong Ci gritted his teeth, suppressed the anger burning in his forehead, and wiped the broken tea leaves and tea stains on his face.
He stared at her with great interest, his slender eyebrows were slender and dark like feathers, her body was covered by a jade-colored cloak and plain gauze, but it made people even more imaginative.
I clearly remember how many times he hugged her, her figure was as slender as a willow branch, her softness was like rippling spring water, and her touch was incomparably wonderful.
The blood qi was hot and dry in an instant, all the way up, it swelled in the chest, in the limbs and bones, almost bursting.
By some coincidence, he stretched out his hand
However, she took three steps back and said coldly, "Okay."
Murong Yu stood up feeling lost, and said in a deep voice, "I hope Your Highness will remember what I said, and learn how to govern the country in the East Palace."
"Of course I will study hard, but the prince should also remember to be careful, it's not good to be too wild, maybe it will leave a bad reputation forever." Murong Ci said tit for tat.
"Your Highness is determined to be willful to the end."
"I don't think there is anything wrong with investigating suspicious cases, it can exercise the mind"
"If this king says it's not good, it's not good."
Murong Yu's voice was cold, and his deep eyes were filled with the cold air in the early morning of late autumn.
Seeing His Highness and Shen Zhiyan investigating the case together, talking, laughing and behaving intimately, he felt that the sunlight was extraordinarily glaring.
Murong Ci sneered sarcastically, "My lord, please go ahead."
The way he stared at her changed from cold to cold to frosty, and finally left with a flick of his sleeves.
She sat down, her chest heaving violently.
He doesn't let her investigate the case, isn't he just worried about what she will find out
he is guilty
She'll check it out anyway
Murong Ci's illness relapsed a bit, and the fever flared up again in the morning of the next day, and it didn't subside until noon.
This time Ruyi firmly refused to let her get out of bed, told her to rest well, and was not allowed to go anywhere.
After lying on the bed for two days, finally the fever stopped, Murong Ci decided to go out for a walk, to ask Shen Zhiyan about the progress.
During the meal, Murong Shi, Princess Duanrou, asked to see her.
Murong Ci didn't want to see her and ordered Qin Ruo to send her away, but she had already broken into the hall.