Murong Yi

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In the next few days, Prince Rui finally recovered from his illness and went to court, and there was a lot of harmony in the court. At the same time, news from Qingwei would be passed to him on time every day. The good mood has continued.When I have nothing to do, tease the people around me and read idle books. Although there are still annoying political affairs, when I think of the good times after the matter is resolved, my life becomes much happier.

During this period, he went to Ningshui Pavilion several times. Although he returned without success every time, it still didn't affect his good mood.

The cold moon is like frost, the ground is full of silver, and the shadows of trees are mottled.

The moonlight like water was divided into fragments by the window lattice carvings, and fell on the frowning brows of the man on the bed.

Murong Yan's breath was long and long, and his consciousness was dark.

In the only place emitting a soft white light, stood a boy with long hair tied up high and dressed in an ancient costume.

The young man's eyes were clear and handsome, his black eyes were shining with an unknown brilliance, and there was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth. When he saw him walking by, he said calmly, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Han Xiao's long hair was parted obliquely, covering half of his face on the right side. He didn't look surprised when he saw the strangely dressed man in front of him, but just smiled teasingly: "It's really troublesome. I thought I would die if I died in this car accident. The troubles are all over, I didn't expect to live for decades for no reason, I really suffered."

Hearing this, the young man thought for a while, and found it quite interesting: "Is living a crime?"

"What else could it be?" Han Xiao still laughed teasingly, completely different from a teenager, and exuded the aura of a mature man, "It's just that God loves disasters so much, so this disaster of mine will continue to harm me for decades It's..."

"But I don't think you are unhappy about taking over my body and living."

"It's really smart." He praised, his eyes were full of brilliance and flowing light and shadow, "Although I think living is suffering, it doesn't mean I don't love life."

"So... little guy...thank you anyway. I'll accept this trouble, don't worry, I will live this body until I'm 90 or [-] years old."

"Well, thank you....Finally, please promise me one thing." The young man said seriously, and the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared.

"Last wish? Well, I promise you."

"Uh?"

"What's that expression on your face? I promised you, and I'll help you do it." Seeing the shocked expression on the young man's face, Han Xiao felt amused, "Say it first, I can do it."

The young man stared blankly at Han Xiao for a while, finally came back to his senses, and solemnly saluted: "Please find out who killed the emperor and concubine mother."

"That's it?" Han Xiao sighed, feeling that his new body was still a prince.

"Then, kill him for me, and avenge my father and mother!" The young man's originally handsome face twisted for a moment, and his voice was unknowingly cold.

——"Then, kill him for me, and avenge my father and mother!"

Murong Yi suddenly opened his eyes, waking up from the dream. After a few seconds of blankness, his mind began to turn slowly.

This agreement, after eight years, began to appear frequently in dreams when it was close to completion.

The remembrance of the original owner was deeper than he imagined.

Lifting the long hair on the forehead and pushing it back, Murong Yan smiled faintly.

After procrastinating for so long, the moment of freedom is finally approaching...

At the same time, in the Ningshui Pavilion of Shuoxue Palace, a black figure was lurking in the corner.

But a small courtyard is heavily guarded.

Thinking back to the confrontation with those who encountered obstacles in the past few days, Hei Ying was helpless. Even if he was confident in his martial arts, he had to weigh it when he saw layers of expert guards.

However, man cannot help but be saved.

The black shadow gritted his teeth, raised his body, flew across the air, and fell into the Ningshui Pavilion, but none of the guards outside the courtyard noticed.

The route has long been familiar, even if it is the first time to enter, still quickly rely on the blueprint in the mind, and quickly gallop towards the destination.

After confirming the location, the black shadow pushed the door and entered, groped to the inner bed, and put his hand on the shoulder of the sleeping person on the upper side.

"Master, wake up!"

After shaking it a few times, the person on the bed finally woke up, his eyes slowly opened, and the next moment, he got up from the bed.

"Little sea?!"

Zhao Yonglong was astonished.

"It's me! Master, get dressed quickly, we have to get out of here quickly!"

The black shadow was dressed in black, but his face was not masked. In the darkness, Zhao Yonglong could easily recognize the person.

However, at this moment, he was suddenly enlightened, and all the inexplicable doubts in his mind had answers.

"you……"

He made a sound unconsciously, and in the next moment, the room suddenly lit up, the lamp in the corner was lit, and several men in black appeared in the room silently.

Jiang Hai turned around quickly, drew out the long sword at his waist, and protected Zhao Yonglong behind him.

The man in black at the front looked at Jiang Hai with a stern face, his cold eyes fixed on Jiang Hai's body with chills.

"Jiang Shaoxia has finally arrived, our master has been waiting for a long time."

Chong Li said lightly.

As soon as Jiang Hai heard this, he knew he had been tricked, but before he had time to regret his reckless action, his eyes darkened and he fell to the ground.

Chong Li signaled, and several hidden guards behind him stepped forward, pulled Jiang Hai up, tied him with ropes, and stepped aside.

Zhao Yonglong's face was still calm, but his expression was no longer the same as at the beginning: "You have already calculated it?"

Chong Li didn't say anything, he glanced at Zhao Yonglong, turned around and led the crowd away.

Zhao Yonglong couldn't help gritting his teeth, and said angrily: "Damn it!!"

In the Dream Pavilion, Murong Yan, who had just woken up from the dream, lost the idea of ​​continuing to sleep, so she got up slightly, rested her head on her hands, and looked at the face of the sleeping person beside her.

On the sharply defined face, the coldness of the past has dissipated a lot.

Murong Yi stretched out her fingers, inch by inch, brushing over the reprinted face, just as it touched the lip line, Chong Jing, who was hidden in the dark, turned in from the window and half knelt beside the bed.

"Master, the little fish has taken the bait."

"Oh. It's really time." Murong Yan lost the ecstasy of hearing the news a few times before, and calmly said, brushing her finger on her reprinted lips.

"Master, do you want to go there now?"

Chong Jing asked.

Murong Yi glanced at Chong Yin, got up from the bed, Chong Jing followed behind, took the coat and handed it over.

"The night is still long... let's go."

After finishing dressing, Murong Yan sighed without tying up her hair.