After the case of Wang Zheng was settled, all the family members and young talents went out of the palace, He Guang, Minister of Rites, ordered a group of subordinates and internal servants to tidy up the Wenhua Palace.
In a blink of an eye, people were almost gone, and Shen Zhiyan's elegant brows were covered with a bright smile, "His Highness solved the murder case and arrested the real culprit in just one hour. There are so many murder case files in the Dali Temple and the Ministry of Criminal Justice in this dynasty. His Highness can be said to have never seen such a swift case in solving a case and arresting the murderer, and there is no one in the future.
Murong Ci was very helpful in his heart, but his expression remained calm and he even rolled his eyes.
Murong Chang giggled coquettishly, "Shen Shaoqing, your flattering skills have become more and more proficient."
He explained solemnly, but still smiled, "Princess, what I say is from the bottom of my heart."
"You are a hero who has rarely seen a case in Dali Temple for decades, will it hurt your wisdom to bow down to the prince's brother this time?" She joked playfully, and glanced affectionately at Murong Yu who was at the side , I hope he can take a serious look at her, just one look, she is satisfied.
"How can it be that His Highness is unparalleled in intelligence, this humble minister is His Highness's follower, how dare this humble minister compare with His Highness with such a small skill?" Shen Zhiyan laughed.
Murong Chang smiled, and quietly turned to look at Murong Yu.
Murong Yu looked at the vast and cloudy sky, his eyebrows were slightly condensed, his eyes were far away, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The gust of wind swept away unscrupulously and became more and more fierce. It rolled up his black broad sleeves embroidered with python patterns and flew up, making a puffing sound.
Murong Ci couldn't hold back the sneer that slipped from the corner of his lips, someone was pretending again.
"By the way, Zhiyan, didn't you say you were coming to watch the competition? Why did you come after it was over?"
"Dali Temple was delayed by some urgent matters, but I came in time, didn't I?" Shen Zhiyan's smile swayed in the strong wind.
"It looks like it's going to rain today." Murong Chang said cheerfully, "Brother Prince, Shen Shaoqing, lord, why don't you go to Jinghong Hall in my palace to have a meal. I have already ordered the palace staff to prepare meals."
How could Murong Ci not know what the imperial sister was thinking, so he said: "The imperial sister is so kind, my palace respect is worse than obeying. My lord, Zhiyan, let's go together."
Shen Zhiyan is good at autopsy, he is good at observing words and emotions, and his eyesight is also very precise.
Seeing Princess Zhaohua glance at Yu Wang from time to time, her eyebrows are affectionate, shy and gentle, and she knows that she really likes Yu Wang. He also guessed that His Highness intends to promote Princess Zhaohua and Yuwang, so he smiled and said: "Thank you, Princess, for your kindness, and I will not be polite."
Murong Yu withdrew his gaze, and his eyes slightly slanted towards Murong Ci, leaning slightly, cold and frightening, "Princess's kindness, I appreciate it."
After all, he strode forward.
The gust of wind swept the black hair on the back of his head, and his broad sleeves flew like thoughts.
The slight chill emanating from the proud shoulders made one's heart shudder.
Murong Chang watched him leave helplessly, watched him sit on his shoulders and leave, with his brows lowered, his pink lips pursed high, and anger raged in his body.
"Your Highness, should we go?" Shen Zhiyan asked in a low voice.
"Shut up." Murong Ci lowered his voice and rolled his eyes, and then said, "Sister, it's going to rain, why don't you go to Jinghong Palace to bother me another day. Yuwang may have a lot of memorials and government affairs waiting for him to deal with Decide, another day."
"Chenmei take a step ahead." Murong Chang hurried forward, his voice choked with sobs.
Murong Ci understands that although Murong Yu's indifference and refusal made her very angry, the most heartbreaking thing is still sadness.
Shen Zhiyan sighed pretentiously: "The falling flowers are intentional, but the flowing water is ruthless."
Murong Ci glared at him, then sat on the shoulder chair and went back to the East Palace.
He walked beside him and asked: "Your Highness, Tang Cangtian should be beheaded, what about Concubine Rong, will your majesty be beheaded?"
She closed her eyes and meditated, "I don't know either."
Concubine Rong is the daughter of Duke Rong's Rong family, and the power of the Rong family in the court cannot be underestimated. It's hard to say whether the father will have any scruples.
However, regardless of whether Concubine Rong is alive or dead, there will never be Concubine Rong in the harem again.
The rainstorm came and went quickly, and the humidity quickly disappeared as soon as the sun came out.
The deaths of Fan Xiaowen and Wang Zheng cast a shadow over the selection competition for the son-in-law, and some family members even persuaded their children to withdraw from the competition.
It would be great if he could become the emperor's son-in-law and enjoy the glory and wealth for the rest of his life. However, compared with life, life is naturally more important. If you are dead, what kind of glory and wealth can you enjoy
However, at the end of the next day's martial arts test, all twelve young talents who had advanced were all present.
In the end, the competition was still in front of the Wenhua Palace, and many ministers and family members came to watch this crucial battle.
It is still a group of three, and the four winners will be selected by His Majesty the Emperor and Murong Yu in combination with the literary test. Finally, Princess Zhaohua and His Majesty the Emperor will select a satisfied son-in-law from the top three.
Murong Ci thought that Murong Yu would not come, but he did not expect him to come in the middle of the competition.
Murong Chang came to watch the competition happily and tenderly, but he didn't see him, and suddenly turned into an eggplant beaten by frost, listless. Those young talents were fighting back and forth with those tricks. The more she watched, the more bored she became, and she slowly slid down, tilted her head, and dozed off.
Suddenly she heard Yuan Xiu say in her ear that "The Royal King" is coming, she seemed to have been given a shot in the arm, she straightened up immediately, put on the most graceful and charming demeanor, and unconsciously touched the bun with her right hand to see if it was right? Messed up, he asked Won Soo behind him: "How is Ben Gong, hair messed up and clothes?"
Her eyes were fixed on the man walking slowly, she bent her lips and smiled, showing her nobility and elegance.
Yuan Xiu whispered: "The princess is fine."
Murong Chang looked at him fascinated, no matter when, no matter where he was, he was so radiant and magnificent, every word and action was full of charming soul, dizzying strange charm , She never gets tired of watching it.
Murong Yu stepped on the jade steps in a colorful sun dress, and sat down on his own carved chair.
She turned to stare at him, unable to look away.
Murong Ci could feel the blazing adoring eyes of the imperial sister, shrugged his shoulders unbearably, goosebumps fell all over the floor.
So in the next competition, she became a target riddled with holes, and was shot through by the imperial sister's eyes time and time again. She even wanted to change positions with the imperial sister several times, but she also knew that Murong Yu would definitely kill her.
In the end, the four winners were Gong Junhao, Rong Qingting, Yang Pengfei and Gu Shaoqian.
Some people are happy and some are sad, there is only one son-in-law, and the others are destined to be disappointed.
He Guang, Minister of Rites, reported to Murong Yu and Murong Ci the final results of the consort selection contest, trembling for fear of being singled out.
Murong Yu took over the roster of winners, got on his shoulders and left.
Murong Chang was thinking hard about how to invite him to Jinghong Hall, and when she saw him go, she hurriedly chased after him, but she stopped after a few steps, her delicate jade-like eyebrows were full of sadness.
"Imperial sister, I'd better open it a bit." Murong Ci persuaded.
"No, sister Chen will never give up halfway." Murong Chang raised his right hand and slowly clenched it into a fist, "I have never been unable to get what I want."
Looking at her firm belief and the cold light in her beautiful eyes, Murong Ci couldn't help being startled.
She had never seen such a fierce look on the imperial girl's face.
What she couldn't tell was whether the imperial sister's love for Murong Yu was not available and she wanted to conquer more, or she was moved by the true love, and she must never live without him in this life. What would the imperial sister do
That night, Concubine Rong hanged herself in the bedroom, and Murong Ci went to see it, and it was true that she hanged herself, there is no doubt about it.
Tang Cangtian and his servant Xiaoyongzi who killed Wang Zheng were sentenced to beheaded after autumn.
On this day, Murong Ci received a message from his servant and went to Qingyuan Hall.
On the palace road, she saw Murong Yu also going to Qingyuan Hall, and he also received a message from the servant.
Qin Ruo consciously fell behind, one foot away from her master.
Murong Ci waved his hands behind his back three times, but Qin Ruo still didn't catch up.
She doesn't want to walk side by side with Murong Yu at all, okay
"It's time to decide on the son-in-law. Your Majesty and the Princess must be worried." Murong Yu said in a low voice.
"Which prince do you think is the most versatile in civil and martial arts, suitable for Zhaohua?" She asked casually, thinking how sad Zhaohua would be when he saw him later.
"Gong Junhao and Rong Qingting are both outstanding men who can be entrusted to them for life."
"I'm afraid that in Zhaohua's heart, no one is half as good as the person he likes."
As soon as she said the words, she regretted it, what to do in front of him, it's okay to provoke him
Sure enough, Murong Yu looked at her from the side, his cold gaze piercing like an ice pick, "Your Highness is very concerned about the princess's marriage, and she thinks of everything for the princess."
Murong Ci sneered dryly, "Zhaohua is the imperial sister of my palace, blood is thicker than water."
He said coolly: "I would like to advise you, His Highness, it is better to seek happiness for yourself."
She remembered that she proposed to go to Jinghong Palace for dinner in order to help Zhaohua on the day of the martial arts test, and suddenly felt guilty, "Thank you, my lord, for your reminder."
The majestic king regent, the war demon whose soldiers and civilians are frightened by the rumors of foreign countries, no one should be so stingy and remember such a small matter for so long.
"I seem to have heard someone scolding me." Murong Yu walked forward without looking sideways.
"Is there?" Her heart was beating violently, and cold sweat broke out on her back, "What are you scolding the lord?"
"Call me stingy and narrow-minded."
"Who dares to scold the prince, don't you want to die?"
"Someone is as bold as the sky and scolds me in front of me." He turned to look at her meaningfully.
Murong Ci rubbed his nose and looked away, doesn't that mean her
Scolding him in my heart was also "heard" by him. Does this man have such great insight
She complained fiercely, and suddenly realized that she turned to a remote palace road with few people. She didn't pay attention to the route ahead, and foolishly followed him to a secluded place.
She stopped immediately, "It's the wrong way."
Murong Yu slowed down and grabbed her wrist with his big hand, "It's much faster to walk from here, take a shortcut."