Murong Yi

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In the early morning, Murong Yi got up from the bed.The guard's hidden guard asked in a low voice outside the window, Murong frowned, and answered after a while, then left the room and walked towards the study next to it.

The early morning rain continued without any signs of slowing down. When Murong Qi lit the lamp himself, the candle flame trembled a few times in the wind blowing in through the half-open window.I took out the pen and dipped in the ink, but stopped after writing a few strokes.Leaning on the back of the chair, Murong Qi let out a long sigh.

Taking out the safety buckle from his bosom, Murong rubbed it lightly with his hands, it was his fault, he should have been eradicated back then, regardless of whether he was that person's most beloved disciple or not.One mistake, the whole board is lost.With this one son, all his efforts were in vain.

Murong Yan slowly closed his eyes, as if he was overwhelmed by the sudden sleepiness, he gradually fell asleep.

When he woke up suddenly, most of the candles in the lampshade had gone out.Although it was still cloudy and rainy, the sky gradually brightened.The dark guard hidden in the corner held his breath and stood there quietly.

Murong rubbed his brows, he raised the safety clasp in his hand to his lips, and kissed him infinitely tenderly.

When he opened his eyes again, all the softness in his eyes had disappeared.

"Thirteen."

"Subordinates are here."

"Give these...to their hands." Murong put the several pages of paper on the table into envelopes one by one, marked the numbers on them, and handed them to the secret guard who appeared in front of the table.

"I obey." The dark guard nodded and accepted the order, took the envelope and carefully stuffed it in his arms, and walked out of the study with a low whistle, and the sound of fluttering clothes resounded, and several black shadows suddenly fell, but in an instant, There was a dead silence again.

"master."

Chong Li came in from the door with raindrops on his hair and marks on his shoulders.

Murong Ni didn't raise her head, but just focused on the chessboard in front of her.There, it is the place where the battle is smooth, black and white intertwined, entangled, and tragic.

Reyin who was sitting opposite stopped, and exchanged glances with Chongli.

"Master, there is movement from Prince Rui."

"Oh, sure enough...it's not Xiaoliu's personality to sit and wait for death." Murong Yan then slowly raised his head, although his slightly pale face was as handsome and unparalleled as ever, the deep tiredness in his eyes could not be concealed.

"Then...do you still need to prepare for today's banquet?" Chong Li continued to ask.

"Prepare, of course prepare!! No matter what, he will definitely come."

After Murong Yan returned, he waved his hand to signal Chong Li to retreat.

After Chong Li withdrew, Chong Yin suddenly said, "...Master."

"Huh?" Holding a chess piece in his hand, Murong Yi, who was thinking about where the chess piece would fall, didn't see the worry on Reprint's face, but raised his eyebrows habitually, indicating that Reprint would continue.

"Prince Rui acts like this...Master, you..."

"I know Xiao Liu. Today, he won't do anything." Murong Yan closed his eyes, and the chess pieces landed on the board with a bang.

Reyin lowered his head, and after a moment of silence, he continued to look at the chessboard. Just as he was about to make a move, he came back to his senses, only to see that the situation on the chessboard had faintly changed. The black and white sides seemed to be evenly matched, but in fact, the white side was in the dark. , vaguely better, if Heizi doesn't notice and continues the previous method, he will only fail miserably.

After pondering for a while, he reprinted the sunspot in his hand, and finally it fell.

Murong Yi asks Murong Yi to meet in the imperial garden.

In the imperial garden, there are three big pavilions, Jingmeng, Chasing the Moon, and Zuixian. The three pavilions are complex with corridors, euphemistically interlinked.When the first emperor was alive, he bought strange stones, added water from the side of the mountain to make a pool, aragonite as a bank, and white stone as a bridge, together with exotic flowers and herbs, creating a magnificent and unparalleled scene.Viewing the imperial garden from the top of the three pavilions is the highest honor given by Emperor Yan to his subjects.

In the upper corner of Jingmeng Pavilion, Murong Ni was sitting at the table, drinking lightly.

Over there, Murong Yi closed the brocade umbrella, handed the umbrella to the black-clothed dark guard standing beside him, and walked towards Murong Yan.

"Xiao Liu, you're here." Murong Li looked up, saw Murong Li, and smiled.

"Well, Brother Huang is in a good mood today, why would you want to see the garden in the rain?" Murong Yu sat opposite Murong Yan, and replied softly.

The attendants brought by Murong Yu were left waiting outside the imperial garden, therefore, in this private gathering, apart from the two, only Chongli Chongyin was present.

"Isn't it that lost and found, happy."

"Hehe, that minister really thanked the lost item, otherwise you wouldn't have remembered me, brother..." Murong Yu filled Murong's empty wine glass, and then poured it for himself: "Come on , Brother Huang, have a toast!"

The two held up their wine glasses one after another.

The wine is not considered strong wine, but with just a small cup, Murong Ni felt that his internal organs were burning hot and painful, even the fingers holding the cup couldn't stop shaking.

"...Speaking of which lost property, Huan Yue must have brought it to you, Xiao Liu."

"Heh." Murong took out the safety buckle and rubbed it gently with his fingertips, "This safety buckle was given by Concubine Shuang to Brother Huang. When I was young, I remember that when I saw it for the first time, I felt very sad for a long time. .”

"What are you talking about?"

"...Brother Huang, do you still remember? My brother came from a humble background. Back then, you were the only one who was willing to approach me. You played with me, made me laugh, and secretly taught the servants who bullied me... When I was three years old, Brother Huang You are going out of the palace. Everyone is going to see you off, I was hiding in the bedroom alone and weeping uncontrollably...I didn’t expect you, brother, to turn back halfway, and to comfort me, you will give me this safety button."

Murong lowered his head, with a half-hearted smile on the corner of his mouth: "Later, you left, Brother Huang, and you only come back every year on holidays, and later on, you didn't see the emperor for several years. Brother, your figure. Brother Huang, you have no idea how hard it is for me to live without you... Hehe, but now that I think about it, those times were so beautiful."

Murong Ni squeezed the teacup, and the memories in his mind whizzed by.In the old memory, there was a little boy with a dirty face, who fell to the ground, but still smiled at him, and yelled while laughing, Brother Huang, Brother Huang...

For a moment, only the sound of rain sounded between the two.

Murong Yi sighed softly, and moved his gaze to the outside of the railing, where the delicate flowers fell to the ground in the rain and turned into mud.

He spoke in a low voice, his voice dissipated in the wind.

"...It's a pity that Feng Zhuchen's fragrance and flowers are gone, and things are people and things are not things..."