Murong Yi

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Murong Yu ordered Qing Wei not to hurt Zhao Yonglong, but that didn't mean he wouldn't feed him some pills to keep him.The medicine that Zhao Yonglong was forced to take could temporarily suppress his internal strength, making it impossible for a generation of famous swordsmen with superb martial arts skills to escape the heavily guarded Ningshui Pavilion.

Murong Ni sat next to Zhao Yonglong, looked at the koi carp gathered in the water, and said, "Master Zhao wants to go out?"

Zhao Yonglong made some self-deprecating interface: "If it were you, you wouldn't want to go out?"

Murong Yi glanced at the person around him clearly, knowing that although the person in front of him had a calm face, he was not yet indifferent to the matter of being imprisoned.Thinking of the request made by the original owner of this body in nothingness, Murong Yi was slightly startled. After such a long time, he was finally so close to the fulfillment of that request for the first time: "Mr. I will immediately fulfill the young master's wish and let the young master leave here."

"Something?" Zhao Yonglong laughed suddenly, his tone raised, as if he was questioning, then suddenly changed his tone, becoming arrogant, "No one can get or know what he wants from me against my will. s things."

After finishing speaking, he threw away the fish food in his hand, stood up, gave Murong Ni one last condescending look, turned around and entered the room not far away.

Murong Ni smiled wryly, stood up too, walked across Quqiao, and came to Chongyan's side.

Looking at Murong Yan seriously worried, he asked cautiously: "Do you want my subordinates... to think of a way?"

Murong Yi shook his head slightly: "No need. If he could say it so easily, it wouldn't be him..." The second half of the sentence was muttering to himself, and after a while of meditation, he started to take steps, walking Reluctantly said: "Fortunately... I didn't expect him to say it..."

Severe Yan followed behind, somewhat puzzled and asked: "Zhao Yonglong refuses to say, so... What are you going to do, master?" The Seventeen Dark Guards have followed Murong Ni for many years, and they knew very early on that the master was looking for someone , but the purpose of finding that person has always been only some vague guesses.Asking at this moment is really a subconscious requirement for curiosity to be satisfied.

However, as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he became uneasy, secretly glanced at Murong Yan's face, and was relieved to see that the master did not express any displeasure.

Murong Yi felt funny and focused on Yan Yan's petty gestures, and she unconsciously took a funny tone when answering: "...he is just a bait."

"bait?"

Serious subconscious repetition, but still unclear.

It was the darkest moment before dawn, the sky and the earth were silent, and the entire Yancheng fell into a soft sleep.In the back garden of Prince Rui's Mansion in the imperial city, Murong Yu stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the bright moon in the night sky.

A slight noise came from his ears, he turned around, and frowned at the black figure that appeared not far in front of him: "Huan Yue."

Just two words, not a question, not a confirmation, but a confirmation of the owner's possessions.

Huan Yue hid in the darkness, half kneeling on the ground, couldn't see his expression clearly, only the stern voice proved the identity of the person who shouldn't be here.

"...How is the investigation going?"

Murong Qi asked condescendingly, his voice was cold.

"...This subordinate has been on a mission for half a month, so the information I have is limited...Please forgive me, my lord." Huan Yue took out a linear booklet from his pocket, and handed it out respectfully.

Murong Yi took it and turned it over a few times.The information in the brochure was what he had always wanted to obtain, but because the power around Murong Yan was too secretive, he couldn't put eyeliner in it and finally gave up.All the emperors of the Yan Kingdom had their own power around them.This force is composed of special secret guards who are only under the command, placement and mobilization of the emperor himself.The royal family of the Yan Kingdom only vaguely knew of the existence of this mysterious force around Murong Ni, but no one knew the exact number of people and their responsibilities.It has to be said that this power that only the other party knows and controls is one of the reasons why Murong Yi has been secretly defending Murong Ni.

Murong raised his eyebrows, put the booklet in his arms, and only hummed as an answer, then he kept looking at the person hidden in the shadows, his eyes full of judgment.

Huan Yue knelt on the ground, the back of his clothes soaked in cold sweat.

After a long time, Murong Yu spoke, his voice was like the cold ice of ten thousand years: "Huan Yue, how have you been treated by the emperor for so long?"

Huan Yue was stunned, only thought the question was extremely weird, but he could only answer truthfully: "Your Majesty treats his subordinates very well."

Of course it's great, hum, this is obvious to all the people in the palace.Murong Yan sneered in his heart.He was in a bad mood, Huan Yueyin was aware of it, but he didn't know where the anger in Murong's eyes under the moonlight came from, so he could only become more respectful, for fear that if he didn't pay attention, he would get angry.However, what he didn't know was that the fire in Murong's eyes was sparked by him.

"Excellent... Heh~ Huan Yue, do you regret it? Regret that you entered Prince Rui's mansion, not the palace?!"

Murong Qi suddenly got into trouble, Huan Yue was startled, and kowtowed his head: "My lord is worrying too much! This subordinate has never thought like this before."

"Indeed, compared to the emperor's brother, this king is really not 'excellent' to you..." Murong's slender eyes narrowed, maybe he didn't know it himself, this was a precursor to his anger.The evil spirit emanating from his whole body, the originally jade-like handsome face, under the moonlight, makes people feel bloodthirsty and crazy.With just a quick glance, Huan Yue shuddered, and what flashed through his mind was all the things Murong Yan had done to him.

"Others say that Brother Huang has a cruel temperament and unpredictable emotions, but they don't know that he will only protect the people he believes in under his wings... I think you have a deep understanding of this, Huan Yue, right?" ?!"

The tone of Murong's voice was the same as before, but the temperature of his voice couldn't be lowered.The smiling face of that person flashed in his mind, and he knew that person deeply, so he knew the kindness of Emperor Yan's incomparably cold appearance.This kind of gentleness used to be exclusive to Xiao Yin and him, but now...

His heart was hurting, he admitted that he was jealous, but... so what? ! !

Murong Yu tightly clenched his fists where Huan Yue couldn't see, until his joints started to turn white.

"...Subordinates don't dare!!" Huan Yue was taken aback, and after understanding the reason for Murong's anger, Bian gradually calmed down. After a little thought, he took out something from his bosom and offered it again with both hands, "This It is something His Majesty entrusted to his subordinates."

Murong took it, put it in his hand and carefully looked at the emerald green earrings engraved with fine dragon patterns, he suddenly smiled: "What is this?"

"Your Majesty rewards your subordinates, and your subordinates dare not keep them privately." Huan Yue seemed to have no idea what the things he handed out in Murong's hands represented, and he just told what he knew without adding anything. think.

"Heh." Murong was furious to the extreme, enduring the overwhelming pain and bitterness, but calmed down, he stretched out his hand, and threw the thing back to Huan Yue, "Since it was given to you by the emperor, you Just take it....By the way...this king has not seen the emperor for many days, I wonder how the emperor is doing?"

He changed the subject, and his usual expression returned to his face.

"Huan Yue hasn't been by His Majesty's side recently, so I don't know....However, please don't worry too much. Your Majesty's love for him, I have been with His Majesty a while ago, and I have a deep understanding. I believe that it won't be long. You can see His Majesty."

Huan Yue paused, thinking of what Murong Ni said in the secret way that day, he couldn't help but feel a little bit of unbearable, the prince and the emperor trust each other on the surface, but who knows how many precautions Prince Rui has against the emperor in private?After reading this, Huan Yue continued: "This subordinate has something to say, I don't know whether to say it or not."

Murong Yi glanced at his direction, and nodded slightly.

With Murong Yi's consent, Huan Yue recounted what Murong Yi said that day in his memory one by one.There was no ups and downs in his voice, he was just repeating the words he had heard, but those words, falling into Murong's ears at this moment, made him have mixed feelings.

"...Your Majesty also asked your subordinates, is it possible that people can share adversity but not wealth?"

The last sentence was like a bolt from the blue, hitting Murong Yu.

He couldn't help thinking that in the long past that was about to be forgotten, he who was despised by everyone was hiding in the imperial garden and was unhappy.That day Murong Yan stood in front of him and smiled at him.Even though he keeps a straight face and refuses to pay attention to the child who suddenly appeared, the other party still perseveres in chasing after him...

Murong's eyes drooped, and nostalgia for the past time flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, suddenly, he wanted to see Murong Yan very much.

And the person Murong Yu desperately wants to see right now is in the Shuoxue Hall.

The make-up on his face had been washed off with warm water under serious service, but Murong Yan had not returned to his bedroom for a long time.After staying up all night in the Shuoxue Palace, he finished approving the memorial and asked Chong Jue to send it back to his study.Murong Yi, who was supposed to go to bed right now, fell asleep, but she didn't feel sleepy.

Randomly pulling out a book from the bookshelf, he leaned back in the chair and began to read.

I don't know how long it took until there was a knock on the door, and Murong Yan came back to his senses.

"Come in."

Chong Fei outside the door got Murong Yi's permission, and came in with a snack.Putting the things on the round table at the side, he walked up to Murong Ni, saluted respectfully and said, "Master."

"Severely going to sleep?"

"Yes....The master has not gone to bed until now, and the subordinate asked the kitchen to cook some supper."

"Understood." Murong Ni's long hair was all down, and she was only wearing a white robe casually. Her chest was open, and she was resting her head on her hands. Her slender fingers were leisurely flipping through the pages of the book, and the drooping eyelashes were stained. Candlelight, the whole person has completely lost the domineering arrogance of the day, but is indescribably soft and charming, coupled with the incomparably handsome face at close range, even though he has been with this person for many years, Chong Fei is still secretly red Face, withdrew his mind, retreated to a corner, and began to watch his nose and nose, and his heart.

"What about Zhonghua?"

While flipping through the book, Murong Yan asked seemingly casually.

"As the master expected, he went out."

As for who to go out to meet, the answer is also clear at a glance.

"Oh. What about Chongli's reprint?"

"Chongli is still practicing martial arts, Reyin... probably fell asleep."

"... How about reprinting the injury?"

After a slight pause, Murong Yan asked.

"...just a few flesh wounds."

Only then did Murong Yi feel relieved, gathered his mind and read the book again, and finally stood up from the chair.

"master?"

Chong Fei in the corner made a sound.

"You don't have to follow."

After finishing speaking, Murong Yan turned around and opened the door to leave.Only the inexplicable Chong Fei remained, his eyes full of doubts.