The Dream of Two Lives Blooms and the King Returns

When the two went out, Mu Furong had already retreated, and Die Che was obediently beating her mother's shoulders. It seemed that only at her mother's knees did she reveal a hint of playfulness and sweetness of a little girl!Wen Qingyi really didn't dare to look at her, because in her eyes she also had indifference towards Murong Qingjue.That kind of indifference is enough to disappoint Wen Qingyi, think about the brotherly and respectful Wen family, and think about Murong Qingjue in front of her!He is a victim of these two families. He has accepted the injustice of fate for 12 years and has lived tenaciously until now.He suddenly felt how ridiculous and ridiculous it would be for him to accept the Wen family!

Sometimes he looked at himself with indifference but anxiety!Murong Qingjue is slowly letting go of all the past.He resisted the urge to shed tears and followed him back out. The night was heavy, and his strong back stood upright in the dark night.These more than ten years of hard work have turned him into a strong man who no longer needs the protection of his parents and elder brother, but why does his heart hurt so much!

"Brother is going to see auntie?" The white lantern was hung high on the corridor, and Die Che slowly followed from the corner, wearing a white dress that was thick and pale.

"En." The person in front nodded lightly.

"My aunt's hysteria is very serious." Die Che stood still, her black hair dancing in the air! "Brother, you can let the doctor girl take a look at it for the aunt, the imperial doctors are helpless."

"Mu Furong is helpless, let alone her"

"Brother was joking, there is no one in this world that Wood Spirit Valley can't save, only people who my brother doesn't want to save"

She cast a deep look at Wen Qingyi, and complex lights shone in her cold eyes!He stood between the two of them, although he didn't hear it clearly, he understood the meaning of Murong Dieche's words.The two of them were born of the same mother, but Die Che's position in the Murong family is different from that of Qing Jue, Die Che seems like the real master of the Murong family.

"You can spend time with your mother when you have time! Don't think about it"

He thought that Murong Qingjue would be very angry, but he left very calmly.Wen Qingyi didn't look at Die Che again, but just followed his pace closely.This Prime Minister's Mansion is bigger and more majestic than the Changkong Villa, and it has gone through many dynasties. He didn't want to walk alone on the road in the middle of the night and see something inexplicable.

Is this Hou Men's mansion all gloomy?The further Wen Qingyi went, the more uncertain she felt!Fortunately, the lights on both sides were brightly lit. After a while, I came to a scarlet wall, about two meters high, covered with green tiles, and the top of the wall was made into undulating waves. The cries and yells could be heard vaguely, and the resentment was like ghosts crying and wolves howling. On the black plaque on the door, there were two gold-plated characters "Jianyuan", and a white cloth was hanging on it, which was fluttering in the wind. Wen Qingyi watched the whole body beat A chill!

"Qingyi!" The man stopped walking and turned around calmly. Since the moment he stepped into the Murong Mansion, Murong Qingjue seemed to be a different person. His eyes gradually softened when he watched him, and there was a faint light in the bleak and desolate night. loneliness and loneliness. "Do you regret coming to Murong Mansion?"

"Why do you ask that?" The strange female voice was neither rough nor soft, and Wen Qingyi frowned uncomfortably with her delicate brows.

"Because you're unhappy" he followed his example, pushing away his deep frown with his cold fingertips!But he saw that the man pulled his hand away and grabbed it in his hand.

Murong Qing was in despair, and the overlapping hands of the two trembled!

The man approached slightly and raised his elegant and charming face.His eyes stared at him brightly, and after a while they were covered by water and fog, "The only thing I regret is that I should have let you go home earlier."

Murong Qingjue's seemingly ordinary eyes suddenly became turbulent. Ever since he saw him disguised as a woman, he was in a daze. Behind the curtain, there was soft jade in his arms, weak and boneless.For the first time, let him understand what tenderness is!

But he knew who was under this beautiful skin, and after so many years he was still yearning for his love and care. Although he always resisted, he admitted that he was still flattered!He hoped that that person would stay by his side for the rest of his life, only smiling at him and crying at him alone.

"I'm not that delicate." He withdrew his hand and pointed to the deep door. "There is my aunt, who is used to calling the wind and rain in the mansion! You should not go in."

Auntie, is that the hysterical woman?Wen Qingyi immediately shook her head, "I have to stay with you, and if I leave now in this capacity, you will attract criticism again."

"The thing I'm most afraid of is criticism." He slightly raised the corners of his sexy lips, wiped away the tears from the corners of Qingyi's eyes, turned around and walked forward with empty strides.Wen Qingyi was used to living a comfortable life, and seeing that man's calm back in such a restrained night, she couldn't help showing a gentle smile, temporarily forgetting that she was in a dragon's pool and a tiger's den.

Walking all the way in, I saw a few slaves in twos and threes, all of them trembling and startled.As the distance got closer, I could hear more clearly what the shrill, ghostly voice was saying...

He was crying for his son, but Wen Qingyi ignored him and felt sympathetic. The white-haired man gave away the black-haired man. From now on, he will have no children. What a miserable old age?But after a while, the man's crying changed, and the crying became more bitter: "Murong Qingjue, you are a bastard from other people's family! You are a wolf-hearted beast! You give me back my son... give me back my son..."

That person always had a faint smile, sitting at the stone table at the door, as if he was not the one who was cursing him!

The wind at night was a bit chilly, and the calmness between his brows and eyes didn't seem to match his age. A trace of pity flashed in Wen Qingyi's eyes, and the door opened with a "tear!"Shangguan Hong wore a black dress and walked out very tiredly. When he saw himself standing beside Murong Qingjue, his eyes lit up for a moment.But he didn't dare to look at it blatantly, and sneaked a few glances from time to time, but it was extremely wretched.

He roughly talked about his aunt's condition, and the imperial doctors were helpless!There is also about the condition of the prime minister, and the worries and depression need to be resolved.Although Murong Qingjue looked tired, he still listened carefully, and sometimes frowned, but he was used to rubbing it with his fingers.

Wen Qingyi smiled inwardly, seeing that he was tired, she ordered her servants to prepare some ginseng tea for him.When the servant brought it, he sniffed it on the tip of his nose and looked at it.This is the best ginseng oolong tea. It is made of the best oolong tea and ginseng.That is to say, the mellow aftertaste of oolong is retained, and the tonic and sweetness of ginseng are added, the color and taste are fragrant, and the aftertaste is long.

"You like it?" He raised his brows!Indifferently, he glanced at the person behind him from the corner of his eye.Shangguan Hong's embarrassing voice was suddenly stuck in the air, and she didn't know how to continue!

"Very good Mr. Lan, drink it while it's hot." He thoughtfully put it on the stone table, and smiled apologetically at Shangguan Hong!This smile was like spring breeze turning into rain, Shangguan Hong was stunned for a long time.

"Try with a silver needle"

Silver Needle!Wen Qingyi looked at him, but saw that he took out a silver needle and handed it to herself, "Keep it for yourself, and you should be careful about everything"

Wen Qingyi nodded lightly to take it, tried it in the tea with a serious face, and found that her face softened slightly after she found that there was no change in color.But he didn't hand it to him right away, but he took a sip and laughed, "It's really fragrant in the mouth."

Shangguan Hong smiled and said, "The girl is afraid that someone will poison the teacup, right? In fact, there are other methods of identification."

"She's a medical girl from Muling Valley. She should know that, so don't bother my cousin." He took the ginseng tea in his hand, and took a sip of the place where he drank it!Disapprovingly put it down again, and glanced at the stunned Shangguan Hong to signal for him to continue talking.

Shangguan Hong glanced at Wen Qingyi strangely, and then continued on in a rambling manner! "...In short, all the big and small matters in the mansion now depend on my cousin. Last time you Xiu Muwei went back to the second wife and got angry when she found out."

"Where are you going to tell him?"

"Hey! When Madam asked me, I just said that I was a classmate." He smiled, but there was something ambiguous about it.

He didn't want Su Liuyan to know about his getting close to Qingyi in private and interfere more!He glanced at Shangguan Hong with warning eyes, telling him to put away those dirty thoughts in his heart.

"The date of the memorial service has been set for the day after tomorrow. I made an appointment with the prince to go back to Chang'an together. Now I have broken my promise to him. You write a letter for me and say that I am waiting for him in the mansion."

"Yesterday, I accepted the letter from the prince."

"How did he say?"

"Speaking of you..." Shangguan Hong looked at the plain-clothed medical girl beside him with embarrassment.

"But it doesn't matter"

"The prince asked if you have fallen into the gentle village recently?"

Cough...cough!Murong Qing lost his composure so much that he spit out a mouthful of ginseng tea, he had already seen the eyes of the person beside him who seemed to be smiling, and he heard Shang Guanhong say, "I haven't seen you for a few months, the prince said that if he doesn't see you again, he will go to Xianyu There is a lot of trouble in Bailu Academy"

This prince is too immodest!It is recorded in the history books that Dong Gongyu, Emperor Hui of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, was suave and suave by nature. He did not expect to be so arrogant and charming during the time of the prince, and it opened his eyes.

"Did you chew your tongue in front of him?"

"I don't even dare to be so courageous! Being able to accompany the crown prince is a great blessing bestowed upon me by my cousin, how can I repay my kindness and revenge?" He smiled attentively, and Wen Qingyi felt a lot of resentment in that way!

"Where's Gu Nanfeng? Why didn't you see him back home?"

"Master Gu is far away in the academy. He entered the palace on behalf of his father to discuss with the Holy Majesty the issue of paying homage to officials."

"What's the use of these false names when a person is dead?" He stood up feeling a little sleepy, and there was still a wave of cursing coming from the door, and the cadence was still maintained, which is really good!

"That's what my cousin said!"

"I won't go in, she... is too noisy! Help me find a way" He looked into the door, got up and left amidst a lot of cursing!Wen Qingyi didn't know what Murong Qingjue's last words meant, but in the early morning of the next day, she heard from the medical ladies that the Da Furen suddenly kept silent and became stupid again!