Murong Yi

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The appointed time came soon, and the days of cloudy rain finally cleared up.In the evening of this day, after Murong Yan finished dealing with the matter at hand, he asked people to prepare their horses and prepare to leave the palace.Chong Li went down to give orders, leaving only Chong Yin by Murong Ni's side.

Murong Ni was sitting on the couch at the moment, took the guqin, and fiddled casually.

Reyin waited quietly at the side for a long while, and did not speak until Murong Ni finished, "Master."

"I know what you're going to say...no." Murong Yan replied casually.

"Master..." Reprint seemed a little anxious. After speaking, he was silent for a while before continuing, "Master, let this subordinate accompany you."

"No need. Chong Li and the others are by my side, don't you worry about Reprint?" Murong Yi raised his head, as if he wanted to see the depths of the other party's heart through Reprint's eyes: "Stay in the palace and wait for orders, this is an order. "

Murong Ni has already given out the name of the order, and there is nothing more to say about reprinting.

It wasn't until Murong Ni was about to get on his horse and leave the palace that Reyin spoke again: "Master, be careful."

A faint smile spread over the corners of her lips, Murong Yan let go of the rein, walked back a few steps, came to Chong Yin, stretched out her arms, and gave him a hug.

Finally, he lightly kissed the reprinted forehead:

"……Um."

In Prince Rui's Mansion, under the afterglow of the evening, Murong Yi was wearing a snow-green gown, sitting in front of the white jade round table in the courtyard, leisurely playing with the safety buckle in his hand.

A servant came to report: "Your Majesty has arrived."

He got up, stuffed the safety buckle into his arms, straightened his clothes, and walked out.

Murong Yi's banquet was set in the hall.The round table was covered with various dishes, but there were only two people sitting in front of the table.The young man at the table saw Murong Yan walk in, pushed away the chair and ran out quickly, but when he came to Murong Yan, he slowed down, and only called out in a low voice timidly: "Brother Huang."

Murong Ni stopped in her tracks, a trace of emotion flashed across her expressionless face, but it quickly disappeared, replaced by a smile on the corner of her mouth: "Xiao Yin...do you miss Brother Huang?"

Murong Yin lowered his head and nodded vigorously.

Murong Ni bent down, hugged him, and gently patted the young man's shoulder: "Hehe. I miss Xiao Yin too. Last time I asked Xiao Liu to call you back to the palace, you ignored me. This time, I will go back to the palace." I have to teach you a lesson."

If it was before, Murong Yin would have been dissatisfied and protested for a while after hearing this, but this time he quietly let him hug him, and finally took his hand and brought him to the table.

There, Murong Yan was waiting for Murong Yan's arrival with a slight smile.

Before this, Murong Yi would bring Xiao Yin with her from time to time to come to Murong Qi's place, the three of them would have a meal together, and stay for a day or half a day to relax.So such a situation is so familiar to Murong Yi at this moment.However, he knew that some things could never go back to the past.

Gossiping was commonplace, but the two of them didn't say a word about the reason why Murong Qi invited Murong Ni to the mansion, as if both of them had forgotten what Murong Qi said that day about returning to the fiefdom.Therefore, a meal can be regarded as a feast for the guests and host.

Murong Po poured two glasses of wine himself.Picking up the cup by himself, he pushed the cup in front of Murong Ni: "Brother Huang."

Murong Yan stared at the glass of wine and was silent for a long while.

"What? Does the emperor think I poisoned it?"

Murong Xun laughed softly, and took the lead to serve the wine and drank it down in one gulp.

Murong Ni paused, picked up the wine, raised her head, and turned the glass upside down, indicating that the glass was empty: "How could it be, Xiao Liu, you have always been my most trusted brother."

"Really?" It seemed to be a slight sigh, but it also seemed to be mocking, Murong Yi said: "I am really happy to hear you say that, Brother Emperor..." While talking, he picked up food for Murong Yi, "The new man in the house Change the chef, try your favorite dish, Brother Huang."

Murong Ni tasted it: "Yes, it tastes good."

Murong Xiao smiled but said nothing.

Murong Yin sat for a while, couldn't sit still, greeted Murong Ni and Murong Qi, and was about to go outside to play.The two lightly asked a few words and let him go.

Looking at Murong Yin's back, Murong Yan sighed: "... If Xiao Yin is still alive, I guess she will grow so tall."

Murong Qi stopped his chopsticks.

"Xiao Liu, tell me, why?"

Murong Yi didn't look at Murong Yi, but just stared at the place where Murong Yin left, whispering.

"..." Murong Yu frowned more and more tightly, "What do you want to know?"

"a lot of."

"Heh. Some things, just leave them as they are, isn't it good? Why are you always like this, brother? You were the one who kept investigating the cause of the death of the father back then, and you are the one who is obsessed with Xiao Yin's identity now..." Murong Qi The corners of his mouth curled up, a lazy and helpless smile.The tightly clenched hands under the table were trembling slightly.

"..." Murong Ji was silent, and finally, looking at Murong Yu, said: "You don't want me to investigate, I know. From the very beginning, you have been secretly obstructing..."

"But I keep telling myself, it can't be you, not you..."

Murong Li looked at Murong Li, and remembered that eight years ago, the evening when they first met, was also like today's sunny day after the rain.The young man in iron armor on the white horse, handsome and unparalleled, dismounted in front of him, and smiled at him against the setting sun.

He put his hand on his forehead, trying to stop the heat in his eyes: "You are weak and have to rely on the prince, I know. You secretly came to me and sent someone to protect me, I also know. You rescued me from the fire Xiao Yin almost died, I also know..."

His voice was always calm, but at the end, there was a faint trembling and choking.

"But I didn't expect that you were the one who gave the prince the 'Heavenly Evil', you were the one who murdered the concubine and set fire to it, and even...you were the one who shot the arrow that year in Chunshou..."

Murong Yi opened her eyes, unaware of a drop of tears streaming from her left eye, but still recalling the past in her mind.

"...Actually, Xiao Liu, I shouldn't have appeared, right? Perhaps, my death under the cliff is the best choice for you and me."

"No!!" Murong Mo, who had been listening silently, suddenly yelled, his eyes were moist, he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he still lowered his head, just shaking his head slowly: "No, no..."

"Hehe, no, no, I should be alive, rescued by the senior brother, meet you again, go back to Beijing with you, and compete with the prince. The difference is that you should kill me after using me to get rid of the prince. Then this throne is yours... This is the direction and ending of the story!!"

Murong Yi suddenly lost all his strength and collapsed on the table.

"Hahahahaha——————!"

After waking up from the memory, seeing the current situation, he burst into laughter, but the laughter was sad and sad, as if he lost all the precious things in an instant.

"...It's not too late, kill me, get back everything you deserve...everything I took away!!"

His eyes widened, feeling blurry.

"master--!!"

Outside the door, at almost the same moment, Chong Li's panicked roar came.

In the next moment, the sound of fighting came suddenly, but it swept through everything like a sea wave in a very short period of time, the sound of wood breaking, the sound of swords colliding, and intertwined figures were reflected on the window paper.However, these sounds only lasted for a short period of time, and everything returned to the original silence.

Murong Li got up slowly, walked to Murong Li's side, bent down, leaned closer and whispered: "Brother Huang, I don't want to do this."

Murong Ni felt that the black hole in his heart was expanding little by little, getting bigger and bigger, almost swallowing him whole, sharp pain spewed out from the severed heart along with the blood.

The door was pushed open, and Murong Yin ran in with joy on his face: "Sixth brother, I have completed the task you gave me~~!!"

Followed into the door were the two brothers Tang Shi and Tang Mo in armor. "My lord, the people brought by His Majesty are already under control."

Murong Yan nodded, and helped Murong Yan from the table.

Murong Yan was very obedient, without any struggle, not even the surprise that Murong Yan expected, let alone such emotions as anger, when he saw Murong Yin, he even gave him a comforting smile.

In the dead of night, three tall and straight figures stood outside the gate of Dream Pavilion.

I don't know how many times Chongyin walked out of the door, and how many times he walked back to Chongjing holding his sword.Severely crouched on one side of the steps, already crying.

Reprint pursed his lower lip tightly and frowned: "No, I'm going to see it!!"

"Reprint!" Chong Jing called to stop the person who was walking towards the gate again, "Did you forget the master's order?" His voice was not loud, and it could even be said to be gentle, but Reprint stopped abruptly.

"Damn it!!" Reyin slammed his fist on the side pillar, as if feeling unrepentant, he punched it again, "Damn!! Master you——!"

Accompanied by the low growl of the reprint suppressing anger and worry, blood dripped to the ground: "I'll wait for another incense stick!!"

No one among the three spoke, and fell into silence again.It was the fifteenth full moon, and the faint moonlight shone in the courtyard.

Zhong Yan, who was squatting on the steps, was the first to notice the situation, and the frustration on his face disappeared in an instant: "...Master!!"

Footsteps sounded, Chongyin Chongjing looked up, and saw a young man in a moon-white gown walking towards them under the moonlight, with a faint smile on his handsome face.

Reprint was astonished, let out a breath, and the next moment, his legs went limp. Fortunately, he quickly supported the pillar with his hands to avoid the consequences of collapsing to the ground.

Chong Jing was stunned: "...Master..."

The young man finally approached, under the palace lantern, was a familiar face.

Seriously trotted over hurriedly, leaned close to the young man, with a concerned look on his face: "Master, why have you been away for so long..."

"Hehe, I got delayed after drinking some wine with Xiao Liu."

The cold voice, with a little bit of ambiguous pronunciation, and a faint smell of alcohol, came from the young man.

"Reprint." He turned around, stretched out his arms to hug Reprint, who was standing aside, "...I'm sleepy."

He rested his head on Reprint's shoulder like it was the most comfortable place in the world.

"...What are you doing, reprint?"

The young man raised his head, under the moonlight, the dagger was shining coldly, and it was touching his abdomen.

"Where is the master?!"

Reprint had no expression on his face, and his cold tone was full of murderous intent.