Always be so domineering and rascal
Murong Ci was so angry that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys ached, and he wanted to show his skills several times to get rid of Murong Yu's restraint, but finally gave up the idea.
A small leak will sink a great ship.
When he came to the side hall, Murong Yu waved back the two maids in front of the hall, and said coldly: "Without my king's order, no one is allowed to enter."
She wondered to herself, what on earth was he trying to do
He dragged her straight to the bedroom, and she declared her wish righteously, "My lord, I'm going to interrogate the assassin."
Palace people will clean the side hall every day, but no one lives there.
He sat her down on the side of the couch, with a calm expression, "Your Highness Fangcai received a palm from the assassin, how does Your Highness feel?"
"It's nothing serious, it's just a little pain in the viscera."
Murong Ci said calmly, but his heart was already in turmoil. Did he care about her, or wanted to take this opportunity to attack her
Just now, the royal father was so frightened that he fainted, so he couldn't wait to attack her
Murong Yu suddenly clasped her slender wrist, tapped her pulse lightly with his slender fingers, his eyes were deep and distant.
Murong Ci almost pulled his hand away with all his strength, but he understood his intention in an instant, his cheeks became slightly hot, and a slender blush appeared.
Could it be that he understands medical theory
"If your Highness's internal injuries are not diagnosed and treated in time, the root cause of the disease will fall." He sat down beside her, his eyebrows pressed together.
"Later, my palace will send the imperial physician to come for diagnosis and treatment, so you don't need to worry about it, my lord."
She perfectly concealed the anxiety and uneasiness in her heart, stood up and wanted to leave.
Just now his fingers lightly touched her wrist, the slight coolness was more of the warmth and heat of the human body. The owner of that finger was that handsome man with an intimidating manner. The man's attitude towards her was quite ambiguous, The behavior is not what a prince should be treated, let alone a normal behavior for a "man" like her, it is puzzling.
She didn't want to be alone with him very much.
However, not surprisingly, her wrist was held by him again.
Murong Yu's voice was cool, "The decoction prescribed by the imperial physician to Your Highness needs to be taken for ten days to heal the internal injuries."
Murong Ci felt that he was quite unlucky, the injury on his left arm was not healed yet, and he received another palm today, which hurt his internal organs.
"It doesn't matter, ten days is ten days, good medicine." She struggled to free her hand and was finally freed, "I have already sent people to invite Master Gu and Shen Zhiyan, the Minister of Dali Temple, and I will go to see the assassin first."
"Master Gu and Shen Shaoqing haven't arrived yet, so there's no hurry." He said gently, and forcefully pulled her to sit down, "This king is healing His Highness."
"Don't dare to bother the prince." She stood up hurriedly, who knew if he would shatter her internal organs with a random palm in the name of healing, and kill her.
Murong Yu is extremely powerful, treacherous, cunning, cruel and merciless, he might not be able to really do this.
He sneered mockingly, "Your Highness is worried about losing his life at the hands of the king."
Murong Ci's heart trembled when he was said to be the center of the matter, but he still did not change his expression, "My lord has worked hard for the court and my father, and his loyalty can be learned from. How can I suspect that the lord has a different heart?"
"If that's the case, why doesn't Your Highness dare to be alone with this king?" He smiled fleetingly, with a hint of sarcasm.
"" She gritted her teeth again.
For a moment, she smiled brightly, her white teeth shone like pearls, "Since it is the prince's kindness, I will accept it."
In fact, if he really wants to make a move, there are many opportunities, not just this one time.
She just didn't want to be alone with him, and have those unbearable ambiguous things happen again.
So, she sat cross-legged, with her back to him, and relaxed her body and mind.
Murong Yu stretched out his right palm, keeping a slight distance between the palm and her back, and the deep internal energy turned into white energy from her back and flowed into her viscera.
She felt a warm air flowing in, went through various meridians, and finally returned to the internal organs
The pain was relieved immediately, and the whole body felt comfortable. She closed her eyes and let go of everything.
He stared at her, and for some reason, the black and smooth black hair bound by the purple gold crown turned into a bun surrounded by pearls and emerald gold hairpins. Holding it, it is as delicate as a crape myrtle flower blooming under the scorching sun, with a swaying appearance and a strong fragrance.
His scorching eyes were like a pair of invisible hands, pushing away the misty fog in front of him, peeling off her robe, and "seeing" the beautiful spring scenery.
After a cup of tea, Murong Ci suddenly opened his eyes, the external air current rushed left and right in her viscera, as if out of control, if he didn't stop it, it would definitely hurt her.
She curled her lips into a sneer, she had long guessed that his real purpose was to test whether she had cultivated internal strength.
If she was impulsive, or if she didn't guess his real intention, she would be fooled and use her own internal force to suppress his internal force.
She was motionless, unaware.
Murong Yu withdrew his palm and asked, "What do you think, Your Highness?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore, thank you, my lord." Murong Ci stood up and thanked him generously, "Your lord is outstanding in martial arts, he is really the number one person in our clan of Yan Kingdom."
"Your Highness has won the award."
Suddenly, his right palm pressed against her back vest.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively avoided it, "What are you doing?"
His palm was still pressing on her back, urging his inner strength, catching her bright eyes flashing with surprise and fear.
"I was held hostage by an assassin just now, and His Highness's robe is wet with sweat. Your Highness, please take care of your body." He explained in a low voice, his voice slightly hoarse.
"Let the prince bother." Murong Ci secretly blamed
He was too sensitive and nervous, so he used his internal force to dry his clothes.
After just a moment of effort, the sweaty robe sticking to his body was as dry as before, and he felt much better.
However, his behavior just now was really weird.
Murong Yu didn't close his hands immediately, but stared at her quietly.
There was only one window in the bedroom in the side hall, and there was not enough light in the hall. Her clean face exuded a lustrous jade light. At this time, Ruxue Rou's cheeks slowly appeared rouge, and the color gradually deepened and turned bright red. , and finally turned into deep red, the color is delicate and beautiful, like the epiphyllum slowly blooming under the moonlit night, he witnessed it with his own eyes, the youth is peerless and the fragrance is lingering.
Murong Ci felt uncomfortable being looked at by him, he lowered his head in embarrassment, his scorching eyes were like the sun, so hot that it was impossible to look directly at him.
The delicate crimson color rolled from the cheeks to the ears to the neck all the way down, his probing eyes greedily pursued, and the jade-like skin was red and brocade, sultry. Coincidentally, her skirt is slightly loose, revealing a small piece of charming spring color, which is the color that leads people into the abyss.
Seeing that her skirt was loose, she trembled violently, she turned her head to see him staring at her skirt in panic, she was even more frightened and embarrassed, and hurriedly tidied up the skirt.
"I'm going to see the assassin."
She hurried out in a panic, her whole body was so hot that she seemed to be on fire.
Murong Yu followed slowly, the corners of his lips fluttering, as if there was a hint of joy.
Yuan Shun was seriously injured and died. Murong Ci was grateful for his meritorious service in rescuing him, and ordered Liu An to bury him properly.
Emperor Murong Cheng of Yan Kingdom woke up and learned that the assassin had been captured. Longyan was furious and ordered a thorough investigation. Is it
Murong Yu took the order and threatened that he would investigate thoroughly and find out all the assassin's accomplices.
Concubine Xiao, Concubine Qiao and Princess Zhaohua waited and comforted her in front of the dragon bed, and Murong Cheng calmed down and lay down to rest.
It was only when Gu Huai and Shen Zhiyan entered the palace and arrived at the Qingyuan Palace that they realized that something serious happened in the palace.
Shen Zhiyan pulled Murong Ci aside and asked: "Who is the assassin and is it related to the previous suspicious and murder cases?"
She curled her lips coldly, with high spirits, "The truth will be revealed later, the hard work of these days is finally not in vain."
He was stunned, the truth came out
Why doesn't he know that there are still many doubts that he hasn't figured out.
Murong Yu decided to interrogate the assassin in the upper study room. In the hall, he sat in front of his desk, Gu Huai and Shen Zhiyan stood on the left, Liu An and two servants stood on the right, and Murong walked bluntly. When it came to the imperial case, a pair of bright eyes forced a sharp look, "Bring the assassin in."
Shen Zhiyan smiled approvingly. Today, His Highness is magnificent, and the calm prestige and arrogance of a king are fully displayed in the eyebrows.
On the other hand, the Prince Regent, Murong Yu, drank tea leisurely, as if he had nothing to do with himself.
Gu Huai was trembling with trepidation, and broke out in a cold sweat for a moment. His Highness said that he would interrogate the criminals and settle the suspicious cases and murder cases that happened in recent days, but he, the Minister of Dali Temple, and Shen Zhiyan, did not find the key clues to solve the case at all. how to close the case
He didn't dare to look up at Yu Wang, sweat gushed out in bursts, his palms were wet, and he felt extremely sad.
The Yuwang Regent is famous for his iron fist and is famous all over the world. In the past five years, he has dealt with miscellaneous government affairs and promulgated imperial edicts and laws. It is done properly in one and a half days.
If there are slack in the court, they will be demoted to a lower level, and they will be dismissed for investigation.
Therefore, all Beijing officials, big and small, are in awe of the regent.
He looked at Shen Zhiyan, Shen Zhiyan looked like he had nothing to do with himself, and he was even more uncertain.
Gu Huai had a look of lovelessness in his life, if Yu Wang was convicted, he would definitely be dismissed and investigated.
Ruyi and Qinruo come in and stand on the right side of the imperial case.
Two guards escorted the assassin in. Since the assassin was very skilled in martial arts, it was inevitable that he would make a sudden attack, and his hands were tied with ropes.
The guard raised his leg and kicked, and the assassin fell to his knees, but he seemed extremely unwilling to kneel, his face full of resentment and unwillingness. The assassin's gloomy and cold eyes swept over the two of Yuan and Shuan, and his face was filled with monstrous hatred and murderous aura.
Gu Huai asked: "Why did you assassinate His Majesty quickly and truthfully, so as to avoid the pain of flesh and blood, otherwise?"
The assassin said viciously: "The foolish king is licentious and stupid, everyone gets it and punishes him."
"Bold" Liu An yelled sharply, "If you don't tell the truth, our family will let you taste the taste of 18 kinds of torture. If you have any accomplices, recruit them quickly!"
"Don't be impatient, everyone, and listen to His Highness's interrogation." Shen Zhiyan smiled elegantly, believing that His Highness has understood everything.
"Master An, please stay safe." Murong Ci sneered meaningfully.
The words "An Guiren" were like a big stone thrown into the green lake, causing ripples.
Even Gu Huai, a foreign minister, knew a thing or two about what An Guiren did more than ten years ago, perhaps only Murong Yu didn't know.
When the assassin heard the words, a trace of surprise flashed in his clear eyes, but he didn't speak.
Shen Zhiyan was a little confused, "He is Mr. An from Chunwu Yuan, Mr. An."
Qin Ruo walked over and took off the servant's hat on the assassin's head, and her gray hair appeared in front of everyone. Then, Qin Ruo loosened the assassin's hair, so that An Guiren's true face was revealed to the world.
Liu An stared at An Guiren with playful and suspicious eyes, but remained silent.
An Guiren straightened his neck and raised his head, his expression was stubborn and cold, without any trace of fear.
This face is covered with fine wrinkles, and the eyebrows are beautiful, and the beauty and elegance of youth can be seen vaguely.