The Dream of Two Lives Blooms and the King Returns

After retreating from his mother's room, Murong Qingjue knelt in the courtyard, maybe only in this way can he feel a little bit at ease!Murong Dieche was with him, and there was a brilliance in his eyes that he couldn't understand.

"What did brother do? Tired mother is so..."

"You...don't need to know! Go back to your room quickly..." He once wanted to find his place, no matter whether it was Wen's family or Murong's family, he was always the one who was ignored.His mother has been tired by him all her life!But he has no way to satisfy his mother for Wen Qingyi. Over the years, he has been scheming against the people in the Murong Mansion, and his mother knows that if they don't die, he must die, but gradually she and Die Che are alienated from him. She was even more afraid that she would hurt her only daughter.ridiculous!It's really ridiculous... My mother even thinks that she has raised a beast that her six relatives don't recognize!

No one can understand how he walked alone all these years.The appearance of that person was his surprise in the countless darkness!This is what he wanted in the past, but now he wants more.

"Brother, don't worry. I will comfort my mother, and you can go back to your room too!" Die Che suddenly comforted, Murong Qingjue's eyes flashed with surprise, but he didn't make any movement, "I got it! Wait a minute." wait…"

Die Che has returned to her room!At night, the Prime Minister's Mansion was lit up with bright lights, but the stars above were eclipsed.He knelt in the courtyard alone.Thinking stupidly that he had been so lonely all these years, what he didn't want to give up was the warm gaze of that person.

It rained at night!Mu Furong walked out worriedly and held up an umbrella for herself.In summer, falling rain is a very common thing, but it happened to make him feel deeply melancholy tonight... Fu Rong asked him why he bothered?He still straightened his spine, stared at the room with lights out persistently and coldly, and fell down before dawn...

His personal servant passed the news of his illness to the other hospital. Wen Qingyi rushed over, but met Murong Dieche who hadn't seen him for a long time.After four years of separation, she is even more beautiful than the world, and she is even closer to Hai'er.He smiled at him slightly, remembering the time he had been with Hai'er, but it's a pity that everything can't go back!

"Congratulations!" she said, putting down the soup in her hand, showing the cowardice of a young girl.The person on the bed woke up because of Qingyi's arrival, but saw the person's nostalgic eyes looking at Murong Dieche.My heart was suddenly hit by a heavy hammer!He closed his eyes again, it turned out that he was so unable to face it.

"Thank you! How's Xiaojue?" He walked over worriedly and sat by his bed.

"Yesterday, I didn't know what annoyed my mother. I knelt outside all night and got some rain."

Wen Qingyi was shocked!but no words...

"Brother Wen..."

"Can I...can I see my wife?" He wanted to face it all the time!But he must never let Xiaojue face it alone.

Die Che bit her thin lips with embarrassment, watching her brother open his clear eyes, unable to pretend to sleep anymore

"Don't go..." The cold voice rang in her ears, Wen Qingyi turned her head and looked at his pale face worriedly, "You are already like this, why don't you let me go?"

"If you don't listen to me, I won't talk to you anymore..." He was so tired that he closed his eyes again!

Wen Qingyi looked at him silently, and took his cold hand... The man did not refuse, and let him hold her hand like this.As time passed, neither of them spoke.Murong Dieche stared blankly at this scene!There are many possibilities in his mind... Has the elder brother he met ever let others hold hands, and has he ever looked at people with such soft eyes?She backed out, and the plum rain outside was tilting like a pillar, and a gust of wind brought a gentle coolness.

"Why was mother angry yesterday?" She asked Gillian, she was sister to the maid in her mother's room, so she knew a lot.

"Miss Hui, it's for the champion..."

"Why doesn't mother like it..." She turned around suddenly, and the maid couldn't tell why.But Wen Qingyi's indifference to herself may have been as far back as four years ago. She walked forward without a trace of expression, and walked under that paper umbrella, her expression a little bewildered...

"Why do I always fail to understand some things?" She caressed the gorgeous poppies carefully. A woman's intuition is much sharper than a man's!I wonder how Mu Furong would feel about her?

There is no wind on the tenth day of July

He was sitting in the criminal department looking through the files left by the former minister of the criminal department, Murong Qingjue was still lying in the mansion and did not allow him to visit.He was a little bored flipping through the heavy files, but he instantly regained his energy when he saw a case that happened recently.

Because the defendant was actually a juren, he was convicted of murdering a woman by poisoning and was convicted of killing a woman.He had seen the name Wang Ping on the list before, and he should have been elected together with him, but why did he end up like this?He couldn't help looking through some evidence, only to find that there were many doubts. He asked which officials of the Ministry of Punishment, but their words were vague, and they seemed not to want to bring up the matter again.

So he thought of Gu Nanfeng who was far away in Bailu Academy, so he sent the case to him, and soon Gu Nanfeng wrote back saying that it should be an unjust case!This is exactly as I guessed.He couldn't help being furious at the case, how could the court's son be framed, so he immediately wrote a memorial and asked the three divisions for a joint trial.

This news fell into the ears of the Prime Minister, and he couldn't sleep anymore and rushed to another hospital due to illness, but when he saw that man, he lost all anger!

"You are not in good health, but why did you come here like this?" The man looked at the case all day long, and he was a little disheveled at this time.He let the cold Murong Qingjue rest on his bed, and wiped his forehead carefully.

"If I don't come, do I want to see you poke such a big basket?" He pulled his hand down, and he was still sweating slightly, feeling really uncomfortable at this moment.

"Are you talking about Wang Ping's case?"

"Do you know this layered network of relationships? You just go to help others reverse the case on your own."

"I don't know, but I have to clear up the unjust case."

"I was shocked when the Minister of the Ministry of Justice told me about this matter. You, a servant of the Ministry of Justice, dared to hand over the paper to the emperor, but it was Wang Ping's case that was turned over!" It seems that he has to take care of this matter regardless. .

"It's rare for me to see you so nervous about something!" But he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong. Master Shangshu obviously didn't dare to offend both sides, so he let himself hand over the memorial, and then ran away to get rid of his responsibility.Wen Qingyi is really bored!

"I have always been at odds with the national teacher, do you know?"

"I've heard Yan'er say before..."

"He once told the first emperor that I was an ominous person! I have fought with him for many years, but in recent years he has suddenly stopped acting towards me, but I don't know why?"

The national teacher...he remembered the handsome man with every frown and smile at the Hundred Days Memorial!And Lin Qingwan who assassinated her that day, but faintly feel that they have some connection.If this is the case, thinking of some details, is it true that my arrival is a game?His complexion changed drastically in an instant, and he took another look at Murong Qingjue who lowered his eyebrows in deep thought, feeling precarious for the unknown days ahead!Should he tell Qingjue about Qingwan, but... how should he explain that he is not about Wen Qingjue?

"And the person who framed Wang Ping was none other than his henchman Fang Zhiqin, the commander-in-chief of the second rank."

"You already knew about this?" He asked in surprise.

The prime minister nodded, "It's just a case of injustice, and there were countless cases in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Why did you use this matter to make enemies for yourself?"

A mere unjust case?Wen Qingyi sat up angrily, a person like him looks so good even when he is angry.Murong Qingjue turned his eyes slightly, unwilling to look at it any more...

"In the eyes of the Prime Minister, is human life so worthless?" At this moment, he realized that he was carrying that dead brain that the literati don't understand!He was angry, but the man looked at him and laughed.

"Human life is like grass! It's about killing and being killed... No matter how deep your compassion is, the necessary condition for survival is to live, and to live is to sacrifice other lives. The relationship between people is just a relationship of interests, If you can see through and see through, you can deal with it calmly.”

"Then if I am the one who is about to be killed by Qiuhou Wen, how will you deal with it? Or maybe, in your eyes, I am just a sacrificed thing"

The words have been spoken, but he regretted it!He saw Murong Qingjue's expression that could no longer be treated calmly, even anger...

For the sake of himself, that person did not hesitate to defy his mother and knelt in the rain all night. Isn't he the same as those people when he said that?But he had already said it, Murong Qingjue looked at him and his eyes gradually turned cold, he didn't speak but he was in pain...

"You miss me like this?" He was more disappointed!

"It's me who speaks fast!"

"But that's what you think in your heart..."

"Did I say that I didn't think so much about you?" Wen Qingyi raised her voice in front of him for the first time, and some mist lingered in her faint eyes!

Murong Qingjue turned his face to the gauze curtain beside the bed, the loneliness that no one understood for more than ten years has eroded his heart again, maybe this time it will be deeper and the injury will be more thorough!

"Murong Qingjue" that person cupped his turned cheeks with gentle palms, and the smooth fingertips were still rubbing the corners of his lips!Turning around as if bewitched, she saw Wen Qingyi's handsome face very close at hand.There was something real and persistent in his eyes, and he was staring at himself intently.

"Even if I'm dead, I won't doubt you! I was just angry just now, and I didn't take what happened in the past to my heart. Don't blame me, okay? If you ignore me, I will be afraid..."