Murong Ci wished he could shatter his viscera, blow his head off, and beat him violently.
sharpen the knife
She said with a cold face: "You don't need to worry about it, the palace will call the imperial physician to treat it tomorrow. Please go to bed, my lord."
Word by word, he gritted his teeth and cut his teeth, as if he was trying his best to suppress the anger like a huge wave.
Murong Yu smiled lightly, and the smile turned evil, "Your Highness, please be safe and don't be impatient. The internal injuries of His Highness cannot be healed by ordinary grandparents. Only this king's unique technique and internal strength can heal."
Seeing her angry and pretty face made him very happy.
Yes, it's cute
I would rather die than let you succeed
However, Murong Ci didn't say these impulsive words after all, and continued to gnash his teeth, "Then how do you treat the unique technique?"
He pulled her to sit on the bed, and she had no choice but to sit with her back facing him, her hands clenched tightly, and the slender veins on the back of her hands were clearly prominent, which showed how much resentment she was restraining.
Murong Yu's long and slender fingers flipped gracefully like clouds, then poked her back a few times, and then pressed his palms against her back, a steady stream of internal energy flowed into her internal organs.
Immediately, she felt comfortable all over her body, and the faint pain disappeared miraculously.
Damn Murong Yu really hurt her internal organs
After about a cup of tea, she felt his inner power probing all over her meridians, trying to induce her deeply hidden inner power to be revealed.
His deep eyes were dark and bottomless, and the corners of his lips were full of interest, but she still didn't want to reveal it.
Not long after, he withdrew his palm, got up, sat down in front of the case, and poured tea for himself.
Murong Ci secretly mobilized his internal strength, checked the viscera and meridians, and found nothing wrong, so he was a little relieved.
"Your Highness can rest assured, His internal injuries have healed." Murong Yu said solemnly.
"Since that's the case, does the lord have anything else to do?" What she really wanted to say was that it's none of your business, why don't you hurry up
"Today in the side hall of the Qingyuan Hall, the treatment I gave to His Highness was only half of the healing of His Highness's internal injuries. He was treated again just now, and His Highness is already fully recovered." He put down his teacup gracefully, with a half-smile.
She suddenly understood, and pressed her hands on the table angrily, "Why did you lie to me?"
He raised his sword eyebrows, "No, will Your Highness let me heal my wounds?"
Murong Ci was so angry that his chest heaved violently, he was really doing it for his own good
He didn't do anything this time, this cunning and treacherous Murong Yu, can you trust him
"Concubine Zhao's death, there is no need to investigate further." Murong Yu's indifferent words were finalized and no one could refute.
"Why?" Her heart skipped a beat and she stared at him.
"There is no reason, and you can't find anything."
"How do you know that Bengong can't find out?" Murong Ci's voice was full of sarcasm, "Could it be that you are worried that Bengong will find out something that shouldn't be found?"
She deliberately prolonged her tone, but his handsome face was as calm as a green lake, and his disguise was impeccable.
He stared at her, with a dark gleam in his deep eyes, "Concubine Zhao's death is not a pity, what is there to investigate? If His Highness wants to take charge of the government, he must study hard and learn how to govern the country."
It's just his trick to try to seduce Ben Gong with his own government.
Murong Ci raised his eyebrows coldly, "Although the prince is decisive and arbitrary in the court, but I am the prince, so I don't have to obey you, the uncle of the prince regent."
"Your Highness wants to check, so do a good job. This king is looking forward to His Highness's wonderful cracking."
Murong Yu stood up, took a deep look at her, and walked away.
She was startled for a while, and then made sure he was gone, and then went back to the bed to lie down.
Summer is like ink, and the breeze can't blow away the pervasive treachery.
In a dark house in the city, a bedroom in the backyard was dimly lit and gloomy.
In the corner, a candle was dimly flickering, and a man in a taupe brocade robe stood facing the window, with his hands behind his back, a cool aura lingered in the dark night.
There was a creak, and someone came in.
The person who came in was a young man in black. He bowed and cupped his hands, "Master, she committed suicide by taking poison. She shouldn't have confessed anything."
"Think she's smart, otherwise I'll dig out King Rui's bones and whip his corpse." The voice of the man in front of the window was gloomy.
"She assassinated Emperor Beiyan and ruined our plan, so she deserved her death. The Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace should not be able to find anything."
"No matter how smart Prince Ren Donggong is, he will not be able to find out that she is dead. This case will be closed."
"Yes. Master, what should we do next?"
"That song will be sung in the capital for a while, so let's not do anything for now. I believe these rumors are enough for Murong Yu to have a headache."
"There has been no movement in the Yuwang Mansion recently." The man in black said puzzled, "The Yuwang Mansion has been in the ancient country of Chajialan without interruption, should we try to stop it?"
"No. We can't find anything, and he can't find anything. It's just a waste of effort." The man in brocade robe said in a low and cold voice, "It's not a one-time job to track down the ancient Jialan country, but I believe that Murong Yu won't have many people." Time to check."
"yes."
Night, more and more mysterious and deep.
Murong Ci sat in front of the meal table and waited for Shen Zhiyan to prepare new dishes. He was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. He drank a pot of tea and went to the latrine, but his new dishes were not ready yet.
Qin Ruo guessed: "Master Shen won't mess things up this time."
Ruyi suggested: "Your Highness, why don't you eat two pieces of pastries to fill your stomach first."
Really hungry, Murong Ci picked up a piece of mung bean cake and was about to put it in his mouth, when a high-pitched voice came from outside the hall: "Come on, come on!"
The next moment, Shen Zhiyan hurried over with a red lacquered wooden case, and looked at him again, sweating profusely, with a handsome red face, and a light snow-colored robe stained with soot, drenched in sweat. However, he smiled all over his face, his smile was as bright as the spring sun.
As soon as the vermilion lacquer table was put down, they stretched their necks and stared at the two big bowls of new dishes.
"smell good."
Murong Ci, Qin Ruo and Ruyi said in unison, their eyes glistened and they gulped their saliva.
Pieces of thin snow in the porcelain bowl are crystal clear and bright in color. The green vegetables and coriander are green in color, and the peppers are red like blood. The color matching is very eye-catching. move.
"What kind of fish is this?" Murong Ci asked curiously, picked up the rice and silver chopsticks and was about to eat.
"This is raw fish fillet. Your Highness can eat it with confidence, this sea bass has no thorns." Shen Zhiyan picked up the rice and was about to start eating, "Qin Ruo, Ruyi, you also eat together. Today I made two bowls, enough to eat .”
Qin Ruo and Ru Yi smelled the smell of fish and had already drooled down, but servants can't eat with the master, so they waved their hands and refused.
Murong Ci smiled and said: "It's okay, today I promise you to try Zhiyan's new dishes."
Now that His Highness agreed, they happily fetched bowls of chopsticks and sat down to eat together.
The fish fillets are cut very thin, as thin as flower petals, and will break with a little force. Murong Ci carefully put the fish slices into his mouth, chewing slowly
simply wonderful
I have never eaten such delicious fish
"Your Highness, how's the taste?" Shen Zhiyan asked happily, full of hope.
"Praise is just one word." She quickly ate another slice, "The fishy smell is light, the fish meat is smooth and delicate, and it melts in the mouth. The freshness and seasoning of the fish are just right. In short, it's amazing."
After tasting it, Qin Ruo and Ruyi desperately praised: "It's so delicious."
So, the three of them hurriedly divided up two bowls of fish slices, while the four plates of imperial imperial meals on the side were neglected and neglected.
As high-ranking imperial meals of the palace, they look unloved and tears flow: why do they despise us
Seeing that His Highness and the others were full of praise, Shen Zhiyan smiled triumphantly, did not eat, and began to mutter: "Your Highness, do you know that this is a perch in the river. It has no small thorns and is most suitable for making fish fillets. I use a handful The sharp kitchen knife cuts the fish piece by piece, which reminds me of a dead body once”
Murong Ci, Qin Ruo, and Ruyi automatically ignored his introduction, became deaf, and focused on the delicious food in front of them.
He didn't realize that they were already wandering away, talking endlessly, spitting all over the place, talking until the sky was dark and the sun and the moon were dark.
Finally, Qin Ruo couldn't bear it any longer, and stuffed a piece of mung bean cake into his mouth.
Only then did Shen Zhiyan come back to his senses, and looked down, the two bowls of raw fish meat slices were completely clean, not even a little fish soup.
"What do I eat?" He stared in astonishment, and cleaned up the other four plates of imperial food.
"Uh..." Murong Ci hiccupped after eating and drinking, and said with a smile, "Zhiyan, you can either eat a few pieces of cakes to fill your stomach before returning home for dinner, or go to the dining room to cook a few more dishes."
"Oh." Shen Zhiyan took a piece of mung bean cake and gnawed it.
Ruyi tidied up the dishes swiftly, Qin Ruo offered a cup of tea to neutralize the taste, Murong Ci took it and drank it.
He smelled it, and the snow-colored light robe was not only dirty, but also smelled of smoke and sweat from the dining room. He frowned and said, "Your Highness, my robe is dirty, I'd better go to the side hall to change."
Qin Ruo ordered a court lady to take him to the side hall to change clothes. Fortunately, he often came to the East Palace, and the East Palace kept his robes all year round for emergencies.
Murong Ci ate the chilled melon, thinking about Concubine Zhao's appearance after death, while the court lady was waving a snow-white feather fan to keep His Highness cool.
Qin Ruo walked in quickly and said: "Your Highness, the palace servants have come to report that Yuan Qiu is dead."
Murong Ci was reaching for melons and fruits, but he froze in midair after hearing this.
After a while, she withdrew her hand, staring and asked: "How did you die?"
"The palace people said that Yuan Qiu's body was found in the water tank." Qin Ruo replied.
"Go and have a look." Murong Ci immediately made a decision.
She ordered people to pay attention to Yuan Qiu and Yuan Fang's movements before, and it finally paid off.
Shen Zhiyan came back after changing clothes and learned that Yuan Qiu was dead, so he went with her to Yuan Qiu's residence to see.
After Concubine Zhao's death, most of the palace staff in Jingfu Palace were reassigned by the Internal Servant Bureau, Yuan Fang went to the Liushang Bureau, and Yuan Qiu went to the Miscellaneous Service Room.
Palace people make mistakes, or offend the master, most of them will be transferred to the miscellaneous room by the master to do rough work. The handyman's room, like the laundry room, is full of rough work, from morning to night, not only the work is heavy, but also the food is very rough. Once in the utility room and laundry room, unless the master speaks, there is no hope of leaving.