Murong Yi

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The night is deep, and the crescent moon hangs in the sky, like water brilliance sprinkled all over the ground.

Inside the secret room of Prince Rui's Mansion, behind the screen, there was heat spreading around, and there was the sound of splashing water during the period.

Murong Yan closed his eyes, leaned on the tub, faintly frowned on the handsome face behind the smoke, and frowned slightly, apparently not falling into a light sleep.

Huan Yue rolled his sleeves, held a bath towel, half-kneeled on the ground, and wiped Murong Ni's back with downcast eyes.

The light of the night pearl was reflected on the smooth and fair skin of the person in front of him, like fine suet jade, Huan Yue's ears accidentally turned red when his fingers touched the skin, and the movement of rubbing his back also stopped for a moment.

"Huan Yue." Murong Ni recovered from his contemplation and called softly.Which one didn't hear the reply, just heard a bang, which was the sound of a bath towel falling into the tub.

Confused, he twisted his body slightly to look, and saw the tall man in his line of sight who has become more and more familiar these days with a red face, trying to pick up a bath towel from the water, but because of Murong Yan's sight, he stopped there abruptly: "His Majesty."

Unable to laugh out loud, Murong Yan simply turned around in the water, stared quietly at Huan Yue for a while, and the chuckle at the corner of her mouth gradually disappeared, until finally, a mixture of worry and pity appeared in her eyes .

Huan Yue was uncomfortable being watched, so he could only lower his head as much as possible, the lines of his resolute outline were softened by the mist, and the drooping eyelashes concealed the emotions in his heart, but for some reason, it touched the softness in Murong Yi's heart.

With a long sigh, Murong Ni stepped out of the bathtub, and Huan Yue immediately followed, handed over a dry towel, and took a clean underwear from the side to wait.

The wet long hair was gently wiped with a dry towel, and Murong Yi's eyes fell unconsciously on Huan Yue who was dressed in black on the screen in the bronze mirror, staring at it for a long time, until Huan Yue yelled in a low voice: "His Majesty."

Murong Yan came back to his senses, it turned out that his hair had been wiped dry when he was in a daze for a while.

Heh... what happened to me?Murong Ni smiled helplessly in her heart, and while motioning for Huan Yue to wash, she got on the bed.

Here, Huan Yue went out, and came in with several black-clothed guards in a blink of an eye. The black-clothed guards took down the bathtub, and brought another one in after a while, but because Murong Ni had a slight obsession with cleanliness, they moved in. To wash Huan Yue.

After Huan Yue finished bathing, put on a new coat and came to the bed, and was about to put down the bed curtain, he saw the person who had been leaning on the bed with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, and the gaze that raised his head made Huan Yue slightly Startled.

"Bring me the sachet I usually carry with me."

Huan Yue obeyed, took it out from the side, and handed it over in his hand.

Murong Ni didn't move, just looked at him deeply and said: "Remember, you must take this thing with you for these two days."

"Your Majesty?" Huan Yue looked at the exquisite sachet in his hand, his eyes full of doubts.

"Find a hidden place, it's best to carry it close to your body." Murong Li ordered, keeping Huan Yue's doubts in her heart, paused, and finally added, "Take it, and try to delay the time when you go out tomorrow." , someone will take you out of the palace."

Huan Yue wrote a few words lightly, but Huan Yue knew the meaning of them. He trembled slightly, and when he raised his eyes again, his black eyes were no longer calm: "...Your Majesty, you..."

However, Murong Ni suddenly smiled lightly, like a spring breeze, which made Huan Yue lose his mind once again.

Just listen to Murong Yan's low voice, softly said:

"Sorry, I'm the one who troubled you."

Huan Yue's eyes became hot in an instant, and the feelings that had been quietly flowing in his heart suddenly surged up like a turbulent tide. For a moment, he almost had the urge to blurt out something, but in the end he just pursed his lips, silently put the sachet Received in my laundry room.

This was the last night he spent with Murong Ni, after tonight, just... Huan Yue's thoughts drifted far away, and he didn't come back to his senses until the warm breath sprayed on his neck.

It was Murong Yi who turned around, put his hands around Huan Yue's waist, and pressed his body tightly against it.

Huan Yue was startled: "Your Majesty..."

"What are you thinking about?"

A low voice, with a hint of drowsiness, sounded in the small space formed by the hanging curtain.

Huan Yue was silent for a few moments, then put his hands on Murong Ni's hands on his waist.

"What your Majesty said that day, I have been thinking about it for a long time before I understand what you mean, Your Majesty."

"Ok?"

Murong Ni was asking casually, but he didn't expect that someone who was always taciturn in the past would take the initiative to speak up. It was still such a long sentence, and his curiosity was aroused at the moment, so he asked.

There was no answer for a long time in the quiet space, just when Murong Ni thought that Huan Yue didn't want to say any more, Huan Yue spoke again.

"'Stupid people always love to do stupid things, and what is especially ridiculous is that they always do stupid things while pretending to be smart without realizing that they are stupid, and the result is often counterproductive'." It took Murong Yi a long time to realize that. He said it to Huan Yue who appeared outside the hall in the evening.

"...What do you understand?"

"This subordinate originally thought that these words were alluding to the master and subordinates, but this subordinate was wrong. Your Majesty must be talking about himself in this sentence." Huan Yue's voice was faint, and no emotion could be heard.

"...You've become smarter."

"Actually, Your Majesty...you knew about the master's plan from the very beginning, and you pretended to be like that to make the master less suspicious of the news sent by your subordinates."

Murong Ni remained silent, but was very astonished in his heart, because his main purpose of doing that scene was what the person in front of him said.He has always been slightly guilty of deceiving Huan Yue like that, but he never thought that he had already noticed it.

A trace of apology slipped through my heart: "Continue."

"Master has always held grudges against His Majesty, and this subordinate is one of the means His Majesty uses to dispel doubts and distrust in Master's heart."

"You blame me?"

"Your Majesty didn't mean that." Huan Yue responded, "What I said is just to let you understand that your Majesty, you are not a fool."

Murong Yan tightened the strength in her hand: "Huh?..."

"Your Majesty... you are actually a very gentle person..."

A sigh that seemed to be a sigh, and also a sigh that seemed to be talking to himself, fell in Murong Yan's heart, causing ripples.

Huan Yue was uncharacteristically talkative tonight, but Murong Yan didn't notice anything, just stuck in his own thoughts, thinking of Murong Yan's mask-like smile, thinking of Murong Yin's bright and innocent smile, thinking of all the intertwined things in the past... memory...

"Your Majesty..." Huan Yue quietly listened to his own heartbeat in the dark, and spoke in a low voice.

"Ok?"

"Did you know...the subordinates are not orphans."

The secret guards in the palace are usually specially assigned to find orphans with better qualifications from all over the country, and then bring them back to Yancheng for intensive training.Every initial batch of hundreds of people, often at the end, the remaining people are no more than a hundred people, and then Emperor Yan distributes them to the princes and princes.Of course, nobles can also raise dead soldiers and dark guards by themselves.However, the source is largely the same.

When Huan Yue said this, Murong Ni became interested: "Oh?"

"...my subordinate lived in the suburbs of Beijing when I was young. Apart from my parents, I also had an elder brother. Although the family is not rich, it is barely passable." Huan Yue's voice was very calm, as if he was talking about other people's affairs, "Eight subordinates When I was young, the plague in the north spread to the capital, and my parents unfortunately fell ill, and became seriously ill, and then..." His voice suddenly dropped, and Murong Yan behind him let go of one hand, and tightly held the other not far away. hand.

Huan Yue was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly returned to his usual tone without fluctuations.

"...Afterwards, my subordinates have been dependent on my elder brother for life...until more than a year later, my elder brother died miserably..."

Huan Yue tried to describe that face in his mind, but gave up again. It has been too long, the face and voice have been blurred, but that kind of warmth has supported him to walk down for more than ten years...

"The subordinates want revenge, but they have no power or power."

"Later... Xiao Liu helped you?"

Murong Yan guessed.

"Well. Although the master was still young at that time, he was a prince after all. That person offended the master because of some things..."

Murong Ni suddenly said: "Xu Qin? That big corrupt official?... The corrupt official case that made Xiao Liu famous in Yancheng?"

He vaguely remembered that it was because of this incident that the first emperor began to pay attention to the concubine Murong Xiao.

"Your Majesty is wise, it is indeed the case.... At that time, my subordinate stopped the car on the road that the imperial concubine had to pass through. My mother often said that I have to repay the kindness of others. Such a great kindness, the subordinate can only do it." Repay with life."

Huan Yue didn't say anything later, but Murong Ni knew a thing or two about the hardships involved without words. After all, although Chong Li had been in charge of the hidden guards in the palace these years, he would occasionally intervene.

He didn't know what it meant for Huan Yue to tell his past, but in the small space where time and space seemed to be blurred, the only thing he wanted to do was to hug the person in his arms tightly.

"...Subordinates know that feeling...that..." That kind of the strongest bond formed by blood, the indescribable warmth... Thinking of this, he slightly bent the corners of his mouth in the shadows, and his long eyelashes Trembling slightly, covering all the emotions in the eyes.

"So...Your Majesty understands what your majesty is doing...just..." Huan Yue sighed in his heart, hesitated for a while, and finally took it, "just...your majesty, are you really just waiting to die like this?"