Concubine Qiao knew her daughter's thoughts, but this marriage was not sure to go as she wished, so Concubine Qiao was only worried about the following palace banquet.
Murong Ci saw that the younger sister across the way only had eyes for the man beside him, and her yearning and eager eyes were wandering towards him. He couldn't help being in a good mood, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips.
"What are you laughing at?"
A deep and mellow voice sounded beside him.
No need to turn around, she also knew that it was Murong Yu who was asking, she lowered her voice and said: "The beauty of the day is beautiful, the emperor's daughter is beautiful. The prince is famous in the imperial capital, and these delicate and romantic peach blossoms are coming one after another. The prince should be happy to accept it."
Murong Yu put down the gold bottle, smiled slightly and did not answer.
When Murong Chang saw his stern and beautiful snowy face from the opposite side, his expression was astonishing, and he became more and more obsessed. She held up the white jade cup, smiled dignifiedly and softly, and said in a soft voice: "Your Majesty takes care of the government for your father, manages all kinds of affairs every day, and devotes all his energy to it. I admire you very much. I respect you."
This smile is like the spring breeze blowing green all things, and like the first ray of light on the snowy peak, the streamer is bright.
He raised the gold bottle, "Thank you, princess."
Each of them drank it up, but their thoughts were still unfinished.
She stared at him with a smile like a flower, not afraid of other people's eyes and comments.
Concubine Xiao Gui was so angry that her heart ached, she clenched her five fingers painted with bright red Kodan tightly again, this little hoof was as cheap as her mother's, seducing men in full view.
In a blink of an eye, she raised the white jade cup and said with a smile, "My palace also respects the king's cup. The king's body is a heavy responsibility for the family and the country, and the society is stable. I share the worries of your majesty. My palace respects the prince on behalf of your majesty."
Murong Yu raised the golden bottle and drank it calmly.
Murong Ci curled his lips mockingly, the thoughts of these women are so funny.
The dark tide is surging.
Suddenly, the front of the case became dark, and she saw a person standing in front of the case, it was Duanrou Princess Murong Shi.
Holding the white jade cup, Murong Shi smiled lightly and brightly, "His Royal Highness, I respect you."
How could Murong Ci not understand her thoughts but he couldn't refuse, so he had a drink with her.
It's just that the handsome face of someone beside him turned dark.
Emperor Murong Cheng was in low spirits and his expression was wan. Concubine Xiao Gui accompanied him back to the bedroom to rest, and everyone got up to see him off respectfully.
Before leaving, Murong Cheng said to the crowd: eat and drink as much as you want, there is no need to be formal.
The dancing sleeves are spinning, the sound of silk and bamboo.
Murong Ci winked at Shen Zhiyan, left the table and exited the hall.
When Murong Yu saw Shen Zhiyan also retreating, his chest felt tight, and he suddenly felt that the light from the golden cup was extremely dazzling, and the wine was tasteless.
Under the corridor of the side hall of the Wenhua Palace, the Qiansha palace lanterns swayed in the night wind, and the colorful lights and shadows swayed with it.
"In the past few days, new clues have been found"
Murong Ci was bathed in the dim red light and shadow, his little face was radiant, soft and charming.
Shen Zhiyan stared blankly for a moment, as if he saw a beautiful and bright woman's face
He didn't come back to his senses until she yelled twice.
"There are no new clues, I'm worried." He was slightly embarrassed, and quickly restrained himself.
"Fortunately, nothing happened these few days." She blinked her slender eyelashes lightly.
"Your Highness, the recent suspicious and homicide cases are the most elusive cases I have encountered since the autopsy." Shen Zhiyan's face was heavy, "Whether it is the person behind the scenes or the person who committed the crime, they are extremely smart and have extremely clever means. , and without leaving any clues. It is very difficult to solve the case."
"Furthermore, the motives of the people behind the scenes are unknown, and we have no way of investigating."
"However, I believe that the people behind the scenes will not stop. If they commit another crime, more exposure will be made, and it will be easier for us to investigate and solve the crime."
Murong Ci nodded, he only hoped that his father would not be involved in these matters.
The two chatted a few more words, and Shen Zhiyan proposed to go back to the main hall.
There was still a foot away from the main hall, and she saw a person leaving the Wenhua Hall, striding away.
That figure looks like a person.
Seeing her stop, Shen Zhiyan asked, "Your Highness, what's the matter?"
"I'm going to the hut, you go in first."
Murong Ci dropped a sentence and left in a hurry.
He was surprised, but he didn't think much, and entered the hall.
She walked like flying, and finally caught up with that person, followed quietly, minimizing her sense of existence.
And the person in front, wearing a black gold embroidered python robe, should be heading towards Qingyuan Hall.
What did Murong Yu go to Qingyuan Palace
There was a flash of lightning in her mind, and then she suddenly had a terrible thought:
Jade steals the country
Taking advantage of this golden opportunity to kill his father, and then use the force of the imperial guards to control the palace, and threaten all the courtiers with their lives, changing the dynasty is easy.
Concubine Xiao Gui had an affair with him, no wonder she proposed to hold a banquet and ban her.
This is a combination of inside and outside
She can't let him kill the royal father
Murong Ci's heart was trembling, a trace of fear wandered through her limbs, forcing her to quicken her pace.
The Qingyuan Hall was brightly lit, but it was as quiet as death, the last moment of tranquility before the storm.
Murong Yu stepped into the Qingyuan Hall, waved away all the guards and palace people, walked into the main hall, and went straight to the bedroom.
she hurried to catch up
, tiptoed into the hall, holding his breath.
Concubine Xiao Gui should have returned to the Wenhua Palace, there was no sound in the sleeping hall, presumably the father has been controlled, or is on the verge of life and death.
father emperor
She hurried into the bedroom, where there was only a silk gauze palace lantern painted with peonies in the corner, dim and full of shadows. On that day, the emperor's couch was covered with bright yellow curtains and sky-green gauze, and a black shadow stood impressively in the gauze tent, like a mass of dark clouds pressing down heavily, or like a mountain mountain pressing down heavily.
Murong Ci's heart rose to his throat, his limbs trembled, and cold air rose from the soles of his feet.
father emperor
Because, she happened to see Murong Yu withdrawing his hand from his father.
"What did you do to your father?"
She asked hoarsely, her voice trembling, she didn't dare to go up to check, fearing that her father had already passed away.
Full of fear, full of panic.
Murong Yu lifted up the azure veil and came out, but still stood by the couch, "Won't Your Highness come and see His Majesty?"
The voice is cold, like the early cold of clear water.
She walked over step by step, her legs were as heavy as lead, and the fear of losing a loved one gripped her heart, making her breathless.
Four steps away from the dragon couch, she stopped and saw her father lying there with a peaceful face, as if he was just asleep.
"You killed your father"
Murong Ci's voice was hoarse and slow, as if each word was squeezed out from between his teeth, filled with deep-seated hatred and icy cold.
Murong Yu said calmly, "So what?"
In the dim light and shadow, her bright eyes burst out with awe-inspiring murderous aura.
The silver light flashed suddenly, like a moonlight flying by inadvertently, extremely fast.
Before she could blink, she raised her arm and stabbed him in the chest, using the most clumsy and simplest move, stabbing straight.
This is the delicate and thin dagger hidden in her wide sleeve.
He was calm and calm, without changing his face.
Just as the sharp point of the dagger was about to pierce his chest, he stretched out his arms leisurely.
In the blink of an eye, her throat had already fallen into his five fingers.
She was horrified, she couldn't see how he moved at all, it was extremely fast, it was terrifying.
However, the sharp edge of the dagger in her hand was also pointed at his heart.
"Look at the speed of your dagger, or the speed of this king."
Murong Yu's beautiful scenery is like the moon, and his low and mellow voice flows in the dark night, like the long and mellow fragrance of fine wine that has been cellared for thousands of years.
Murong Ci knew that he was completely fearless, and when she stabbed the dagger in, his own neck would be broken.
Both lose.
At this moment, there is only an arm's distance between them, and each other's breathing can be heard.
She looked at him, this man's face was like cold jade, his facial features were as stern and timeless as sculptures, those deep black eyes were cold and cold, they could devour a person's soul as well as the world.
He stared at her, the person in front of him was obviously a man, but his color was like a flower of spring dawn, the skin on his neck was as smooth as jade, and those bright eyes were like the dew on the petals in the morning, clear and penetrating, seeming to be able to illuminate people soul.
His Highness's assassination was fierce and direct, without any fear, which really surprised him.
But at this time, His Highness did not panic or beg, which is really admirable.
"You'd better kill Ben Gong, otherwise Ben Gong will cut off your head one day," Murong Ci said ruthlessly.
"If you kneel down and beg me, maybe I will give you a chance to survive." Murong Yu raised his eyebrows.
"dream"
"You want to die with all your heart, but this king reluctantly sends you a ride."
"The prophecy of that ballad has really come true. You are a wolf with ambition, you murdered the king and usurped the throne, and the thief who steals the country will be infamous forever." She only hated herself for not taking precautions in time, allowing his scheme to succeed and fail miserably.
"If you are willing to sacrifice everything for this king, and stay by my side anonymously, this king can spare your life." His deep eyes were slightly stern, and his eyes were full of vigor and vigor.
"Could it be that you also have the habit of Longyang and you are not afraid that this palace will cut off your head while you are sleeping soundly?"
"This king is looking forward to that moment, but I believe that you will not have such an opportunity."
big shame big shame
However, Murong Ci didn't have time to think about his intentions and thoughts, his pink lips curved into a beautiful arc, and he smiled brightly.
It's like thousands of trees and pear trees blooming on a moonlit night, like thousands of years of snow melting into ice springs and flowing.
Murong Yu couldn't understand her enigmatic bright smile, but it touched his heart and lungs, and his mind was agitated.
When he was confused, her hand moved suddenly and pierced forward into the flesh and blood.
She is faster, he is faster.
The two fingers of his left hand clamped her wrist, and she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her wrist, and she couldn't hold the dagger.
With a bang, the dagger fell to the ground, and the silver light shook coldly.
At the same time, his right hand grabbing her throat slid to the back of her neck, and he pulled her into his arms without giving her any time to react.
When he realized it, Murong Ci was startled to realize that he had already been hugged in his arms, and his anger ignited and burned all over his body.
"let go"
But he could also see that before he grabbed his throat, there was no murderous look in his eyes.
Murong Yu clasped her hands behind his back, and clasped the back of her head with his right hand, imprisoning her whole body.