"His Royal Highness, please sit down." Murong Yu smiled in a half-smile, waving his hands in a slightly elegant gesture of invitation.
"My lord is here waiting for the rabbit." Murong Ci took off his robe and sat down, so let's be at peace when you come.
He poured tea and handed water, quite attentive.
She sipped tea while looking at him. He was still wearing a black robe, but without any pattern or decoration, it did not reduce his demeanor and demeanor at all, but added a bit of comfort and leisure.
"Your Highness is also interested in this female assassin." Murong Yu sneered with a sneer like a fox.
"Of course I am interested in the female assassin who caused a sensation in Luoyang City." Murong Ci raised his eyebrows lightly, "My lord wants to use this female assassin to lure snakes out of the hole, but I don't know if there will be any gains."
"Not urgent."
"The prince will stay here for three days"
"If His Royal Highness comes here to accompany me, I won't be so lonely."
"I want to be a competent prince in the East Palace."
Since she "went mad" in Qingyuan Hall yesterday, she decided not to pretend to be timid and cowardly.
With the regent's arrogance and domineering, he will not be too concerned about the prince.
Murong Yu raised his eyes slowly and stared at her, "This king has been thinking that the emperor of Eastern Chu Kingdom would not be so stupid to send some female assassins to assassinate this king."
When Murong Ci heard this, the tea was stuck in his throat and he almost choked.
She was frightened by his sharp gaze, and asked calmly: "Then you suspect that there is another mastermind?"
"I don't care who the mastermind is. It doesn't matter whether it's the people of the country, the people around me, or the king of another country, what's the difference?"
"My lord's idea is really unique."
"What this king cares about is a woman."
"Female..." She was taken aback, and picked up the teacup.
There was a faint smile on the corner of Murong Yu's lips, "The night this king was assassinated, he favored a woman. It was she who this king wanted to lure out of the cave."
spray
Murong Ci took another sip of tea just in time, and this time he spit it all out.
She realized that she was too rude, and quickly wiped it with a wide sleeve.
Surprise flashed across his black eyes, "Why is Your Highness so surprised?"
She raised her eyebrows and sneered, her tone full of sarcasm, "I just think that a man as well-known as the prince would care about a woman of unknown origin. That woman is one of the female assassins"
"I don't know." Murong Yu always felt that His Highness's reaction was too violent, but he couldn't clear his thoughts for a while.
"If the prince likes that female assassin, those women in Luoyang City who have not left the court will be heartbroken."
Murong Ci always felt that his gaze was weird, as if he had guessed something, and seemed to be testing her.
Thinking of this, she walked to the window and looked at the noisy gatehouse.
He stood beside her, speaking in a low voice, "Although this king's blood was retrograde that night and he couldn't see her face clearly, the unique fragrance on her body will never be forgotten in this life. Besides, this king feels that that kind of Youxiang seems familiar."
Her heart froze, her legs were so weak that she couldn't stand, and she slid to the ground.
Murong Yu quickly supported her waist, "What's wrong, Your Highness?"
"I got up early today, and my head is a little dizzy."
Murong Ci's expression remained unchanged, when he suddenly realized that the big hand on his waist was extremely hot.
She pushed his hand away, "I'm fine now."
Why did he say so much to her? Could it be that he already knew that the woman was her or was it a temptation
For a moment, she was in a state of disarray.
Fortunately, she has never used incense. The fragrance he mentioned must come from her body.
Murong Yu calmly withdrew his hand, and found that His Highness's heroic face was dyed a circle of pink, which was a bit delicate.
Furthermore, His Highness's waist is particularly soft, not like a man's stiff waist, but a bit like a woman's.
However, he didn't think much about it.
No matter whether it is the ruling and opposition parties or the palace, many people say that the prince is delicate and handsome, with fair skin and a slender figure.
"My lord didn't arrest the assassin, but spent all his time looking for the woman. Should I say that my lord is a man of temperament, or that my lord is obsessed with female sex? Is the lord in charge of the government, taking care of all kinds of affairs every day, and still has time to think about romantic affairs?"
The atmosphere was a bit awkward, Murong Ci quickly changed the subject.
Murong Yu looked at the blue sky, "Isn't the affairs of Fengyue the affairs of the government?"
"If the prince finds that woman, how can he kill her or take her as his concubine?" She returned to the case and sat down.
"I don't know what will happen in the future." He sat beside her, with a half-smile on his brows, "If one day the king falls into your hands, how will you torture me?"
"The regent has made great contributions to the country and society, how could this palace attack the prince?" Murong Ci felt that it was ridiculous, and even chatted with his deadly enemy in the private room of a teahouse such useless words.
Murong Yu smiled and poured two cups of tea.
She stood up and said goodbye, "It's getting late, I will go back to the palace first."
He didn't look away until His Highness disappeared.
The prince is getting more and more interesting. He was pretending before, but now he is the real face.
The night was dark.
Yuwangfu, study room.
Murong Yu sat in front of the desk, writing like the wind, and his brushwork was steady, as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water.
All the sketches and pictures are the thoughts in my heart, the voices and smiles that have been circling in my mind for many days.
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bsp;After a while, a simple portrait was drawn.
In the painting is a woman whose facial features are charming but not coquettish, gorgeous but not vulgar, as bright as the morning glow, and as cold as autumn water.
The beauty is beyond the skin, the woman who was lingering with him that night, was cold and stubborn.
He vaguely remembered that under his crazily demanding demands, there were tears in the corners of her eyes, and I really felt pity for her.
He stared at the portrait for a long time, but it was a pity that the beautiful woman was far away and could not be found again.
No, even if he searched all over the world, he still wanted to find her
There is never anything that Murong Yu can't do
Boom boom boom boom boom boom
The knock on the door had a unique rhythm, and Murong Yu raised his voice, "Come in."
A man in black pushed the door and entered, and reported: "My lord, the order has been sent down, and there is no trace of that woman inside or outside Luoyang City."
"Eastern Chu has an echo"
"Just now the spies from the Eastern Chu Kingdom reported that there was no trace of the woman."
"Keep looking."
"Yes" the man in black withdrew, melting into the boundless night in an instant.
Murong Yu stared at the portrait quietly, a cold light flashed in his black eyes: no matter who you are, no matter where you are, this king will find you
Near the western suburbs of Luoyang City, there is a house that covers an extremely large area, known as the No. 1 villa in the world.
Since five years ago, the No. 1 Village in the World has issued an order to attract celebrities all over the world: Anyone who thinks they have the ability, whoever has the courage to challenge, whoever thinks they are valuable, can sign up, as long as they are really capable after the assessment , and is second to none in a certain industry, he can become a celebrity on the list of the world's number one village, unconditionally supported.
As soon as the order was issued, people came to sign up every day.
However, there is only one assessment per month, and the time is set on the fifth day of each month.
On the fifth day of the fourth lunar month, the No. 1 village in the world was very lively, and people from all over the world gathered here.
Some good-natured people rushed in to watch, and the No. 1 village in the world would not chase them away.
The spacious courtyard is full of people.
The three middle-aged men in Beishou were in charge of the assessment, and those who participated showed their abilities and talents one by one.
There are those who juggle, those who lift hundreds of catties with bare hands, those who lift tripods, those who fly into the sky and escape from the ground, etc. There are all kinds of strange things.
The three middle-aged men shook their heads in disappointment, becoming less and less interested.
The inner garden is quiet and quiet, with sparse flowers and trees, pavilions, terraces and pavilions, which seem like a fairyland in Langyuan.
"Master, it seems that the people who signed up for the assessment this month don't have much ability."
The steward, Rong Zhan, said boredly, that he always liked white clothes, and he had a handsome demeanor, and he had the temperament of a good son in troubled times.
The young master next to him was also dressed in white, with more handsome features. Although his figure was a little thinner, he was a little more elegant than him.
This person is Murong Ci.
"It's okay, originally my purpose of creating the world's No. 1 village was not for this."
Murong Ci said calmly, hearing the noise coming from outside.
Rong Zhan waved his snow-white feather fan and smiled playfully, destroying Pianran's demeanor, "The owner wants to go to the front yard to have a look."
She nodded, "Let's go separately."
"That's fine, I'll go to the hut first, and the owner can do whatever he wants."
After finishing speaking, Rong Zhan turned around and left.
Murong resigned and went to the front yard to join the crowd of onlookers to watch.
Suddenly, her mind froze, and she realized that there was someone beside her, and the presence of the visitor was very low, and the invisible oppressive feeling was very strong.
Such a person must have profound martial arts skills and a strong aura.
She moved a few steps to the side indiscriminately, turned her head quietly, but was stunned.
how could he come here
She quickly concealed her shock and panic and calmed down.
"His Royal Highness is very elegant." Murong Yu's low voice was full of jokes, "We are really destined to meet each other wherever we go."
"My lord is following me, right?" Murong Ci said angrily, the fate of hell
"Could it be that His Highness wants to recruit strange people and strangers?"
"Could it be that the prince is too"
"I have nothing to do, come join in the fun." Murong Yu said calmly.
For some reason, she felt more and more dry and hot, and her neck and ears felt faintly hot.
Maybe it's because of the coming of summer.
He said slowly: "Your Highness is very hot, why don't you go over there, there are fewer people there."
Before Murong Ci answered, he grabbed his wrist and dragged him away.
She shook her hand away angrily, but she couldn't, "Let go of Bengong"
Murong Yu finally let go of his hand, "It's cooler here."
However, after changing the place, she still didn't feel cool enough, and the wrist he held was terribly hot.
The humiliating scenes of that night flashed back in her mind from time to time, and she couldn't get rid of them, making her even more upset and irritable.
"I still have something important to do, let's go ahead."
If possible, she must have immediately beheaded him
But because she turned around too fast and walked too fast, she heard a crisp "click", which was a tragedy.
sprained ankle
She was in so much pain that she squatted down slowly. At this moment, a pair of iron arms hugged her, and she raised her eyes in shock, dumbfounded.