Murong Yi

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Prince Rui's Mansion.

Murong Yi leaned on the back of the chair, took the teacup full of water from the person behind him, with a smile on his mouth, stared at the chessboard, pondered for a while, and took out a teacup from one of the two chess boxes at hand. A chess piece landed on a chessboard with black and white pieces vertically and horizontally.

The half-opened windows let in a little breeze and a little dampness.Murong Yu recovered from his thoughts, the maid had just finished lighting the lamp, he got up from the couch, another servant took the outer robe and put it on.

"My lord."

A servant entered the room and bowed.

Murong Xun sat down at the desk, raised his eyebrows, and hummed.

"Master Yin is here, he's outside."

Murong was stunned for a moment, it was not surprising that Xiao Yin came here, what was strange was the time when he came.

"Sixth brother!"

As soon as Murong Yi stepped out of the study door, he was hugged by a man.Sighing secretly, he stared at the face raised in his arms, and frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

Murong Yin's eyes were red and swollen, which was the result of crying for a long time.Seeing Murong Yu at this moment, his eyes that had finally stopped crying became moist again: "...Sixth brother!!!"

What could make this kid cry?After guessing, Murong Yin led Murong Yin into the side hall next to him, comforted him and sat down, and then began to ask the whole story.

Unexpectedly, Murong Yin muttered for a long time, with tears in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, holding the teacup in both hands, he didn't dare to look at Murong Yin who was on the sidelines.

Murong pondered for a while, tried a few words, and suddenly thought that this kid usually finds that person instead of himself when he is wronged, a thought flashed in his mind, and he probably had a bottom line in his heart.

"Did you offend your brother again?"

Murong Yin who was huddled in the corner nodded, then shook his head again.

"Oh~~? Then tell Sixth Brother, since you didn't offend your imperial brother, why do you look like the sky is falling?" Murong Yu had a laid-back look, and the corners of his mouth curled up to show that he was in a good mood.

"...I said, Sixth Brother, don't blame me, okay?" Murong Yin raised his head secretly, took a peek and then quickly lowered his head, his voice was full of pleading.

Murong Yi, who was originally looking forward to the show, suddenly realized when he heard this, maybe...something happened.As soon as the worst possibility was touched, the relaxation just now disappeared without a trace, and he pulled the person beside him, leaned closer, and said in a deep voice, "Say!"

With just one word, Murong Yin trembled violently in fright, his little face turned pale as paper in an instant.

The murderous aura all over his body awakened the fearful memory hidden deep in his heart, the strength in his whole body disappeared without a trace, Murong Yin's legs went limp, and he fell to his knees.

"...I...I didn't do it on purpose, I really didn't do it on purpose... Sixth brother, please..."

"Say!!"

Murong Yu frowned, a look of disdain flashed in the depths of his eyes, his tone was as cold and hard as a sharp knife.At this moment, Murong Yi, who was sitting on the chair, and Murong Yin, who was limp on the ground, were no longer the brothers who had gotten along well with each other a moment ago, but just the superior and the inferior with distinct status.

"...Brother Huang, Brother Huang...I got it..."

Before the words were finished, Murong Yin felt a tightness around his neck, and a hand was already clasped tightly.

Murong's eyes narrowed, black and white pupils were full of cold murderous intent and endless chill.

"Know what? Know that you are not the real Thirteenth Prince Murong Yin?... How did this king tell you back then, huh?"

The face of the little boy who was being held by the neck gradually turned purple, and on his face covered with tears, the once bright light in his eyes was only left with the fear and fear carved into his bones.However, as the strength of that hand gradually increased, the fear gradually dissipated, leaving only a gray silence.

How could he forget that all of this never belonged to him, it was just a dream, a dream that he got so carried away that he finally woke up now.

The eyelashes trembled a few times, and finally fell slowly.

Royal Palace.

Enter the Dream Pavilion.

In the huge bedroom, only a few palace lamps in the corners were on.The faint orange candlelight shone on the side face of the sleeping person on the bed, looking extremely soft.A few slender and strong fingers descended from above, carefully picked up the strand of black hair that fell between the eyebrows, and carefully pinned it behind the ear.

The reprinted hand finally stayed between Murong Yi's eyebrows, trying to smooth the frown again and again.

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and Chong Jing walked in with a bowl of decoction.

"how?"

The bowl was put aside, Chongjing asked.

Chong Yin said nothing, just stared at Chong Jing with probing eyes.He was only absent from the master's side for a while, how could he be in the current situation?After the master had finished speaking with that Jianghu figure, he secretly followed him, watched him enter the womb of Emperor Yin, watched him pull Huan Yue and run wildly, watched him press Huan Yue under him...

Suppressing a trace of bitterness in his heart, Chongyin remained silent and waited for Chongjing's answer.

Facing the opposite gaze, Chongjing could only smile helplessly, and handed the medicine to Chongyin: "I don't know very well. But...it seems to be related to the death of the late emperor."

Stirring the reprint of the steaming medicinal soup with a spoon, he was stunned when he heard this: "...Could it be that the master knows who it is?"

They seventeen guards took orders from the first emperor, and began to follow Murong Ni eight years ago when he had nothing but the identity of the prince, and secretly protected him all the way, watching him ascend the throne step by step, the hardships involved are hard to describe in words .They knew that Murong Yan had always been brooding over the inexplicable death of the first emperor, and never stopped investigating this matter after ascending to the throne.

Seeing Chong Jing nodding slightly, Chong Yin's usually expressionless face showed a slight shock.However, it was only for a moment before it returned to its original state.

Who could make the master fall into such grief and helplessness?Thinking of the desolate figure looking out from the cover of branches and leaves in Shuoxue Palace, and the indistinct emotion in the eyes that hastily glanced... the answer is ready to come out.

The two of them stopped talking for a while, only the candlelight of the palace lantern trembled and swayed slightly in the cool breeze seeping in from the window.

The temperature of the medicine in his hand was about the same. Reyin lowered his body and held up Murong Ni's chin, turned his head, took a sip of the soup medicine, turned around again, faced Murong Yan, put his lips on it, and poured the medicine juice in his own mouth into Murong Yan's mouth inside.

Chong Jing stood aside, waiting for Reprint to finish feeding her medicine like this, and sighed: "Reprint, why are you doing this?"

If you want to say that you can see the feelings for Murong Ni the most clearly, it must belong to them, the seventeen guards who get along day and night.It's unfortunate for a guard to fall in love with his master, what's more, he fell in love with a passionate but ruthless master?

Reyin took out a towel and wiped the corners of the sleeping person's mouth, got up and passed the empty bowl, and said calmly: "...the master has me here, so you don't have to worry too much.... What's the matter with Chonghua?"

The latter sentence was asked to Chong Li who appeared at the door.

"I don't know yet."

The eyes of the two met in the air, and Chong Li nodded to Chong Yin, indicating that the other party should rest assured.

"Reprint, you..." Chong Li said, before the words were finished, Reprint had already understood the meaning of the other party.

"Go down first, I'll stay here."

"it is good."

Chongli Chongjing turned around and went out the door, leaving the space in the pavilion for the two of them.

Reprint sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the person lying on the bed.His fingers brushed between the man's brows again, trying to smooth the frown.