After three years of reconciliation, the emperor regretted

This pot of exotic flowers is expensive, Xiao Yunyan can't go back home on horseback, so he can only be driven by a sedan chair.

With his size, he was curled up in the sedan chair timidly, and he was distracted from looking after the Tibetan snow lotus in the ice basin. No matter how he looked at it, he felt aggrieved.

Fortunately, I have the experience of drilling fake caves before, so this grievance is not unbearable.

The Great Zhou Guoyin used to go to court early, and now it is only Shen time to retire from the court. At this point, Chu Jingrong just woke up in the morning. Since the Mid-Autumn Festival that night, he has been very tired, and he got up later and later every day.

She is luxurious and pampered, and she would lose her temper if anything goes wrong, Qingwu who was on the side looked amazed.

The prince's ability to serve people is much better than him. It has only been a few months, and he has served the young master for more than ten years, but he has never been able to serve people so... so...

Well, how should I describe it?Qingwu was at a loss for words.

After searching in my mind for a long time, only the word "Jiao" came up, and it could not be more appropriate to apply it to the young master! ,

If things go on like this, the young master may not be able to do without the prince.

That's why it's easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal. I'm used to being known cold and hot, who can stand the cold and quiet days before.

Just when Qingwu was distracted, a figure in a blue shirt suddenly appeared in the main courtyard of the palace.

He was shaking a folding fan in his hand, and in the late autumn weather, he still had a suave appearance, with a smile on his face, looking like an old fox.

Murong Xun calmly walked through the corridor, stood in front of the door, opened the folding fan with a snap, covered the corners of his mouth, only narrowed his eyes, and said politely: "Junior brother, long time no see!"

In the clear sky and broad daylight, a real big man suddenly appeared in the mansion without disturbing any of the guards?

The hairs on the back of Qingwu's neck stood on end, eager to protect his lord, he subconsciously blocked the door, blocking Murong Xun's way, although he was afraid in his heart, he bite the bullet and scolded: "Who are you? How dare you privately Breaking into the prince's mansion alarmed the young master, and carefully cut off your head."

Murong Xun chuckled, and looked Qingwu from head to toe, as expected of serving by Chu Jingrong's side, even a rabbit had the guts to yell at him.

This presumptuous gaze flitted around his body like a poisonous snake's letter, making Qingwu feel uncomfortable in his heart, he suppressed the discomfort, and stuck his neck and didn't take half a step back.

"Who am I? Just ask your son and you will know? It's not impossible to chop off my head, it depends on whether you have the ability?"

Hearing this, Chu Jingrong frowned displeased.

As soon as Murong Xun stepped into the courtyard, he sensed movement. What puzzled him was that after so many years, this person still dared to come to see him?

"Qingwu, step back!"

"My lord, but he..." Although the palace is not impenetrable, it is impossible for ordinary people to appear silently. Who knows if this person will be detrimental to the lord?

"Back off." Chu Jingrong knew what Qingwu was worried about, but he didn't explain, just repeated it in an indifferent voice.

"No," Qingwu took a step back reluctantly, but his eyes were fixed on Murong Xun, and if this person did anything wrong, he would call the guards over immediately.

Chu Jingrong stood up, glanced lazily at Murong Xun, turned around and sat down at the desk, and said in a cold voice: "Murong Xun, you still dare to appear in front of me? Don't be afraid that I will clean up the master for Master. door, take your life?"

Murong Xun's eyes darkened, fear flashed across his eyes, but it didn't show on his face, he still said with a playful smile: "If you want to take my life, you should have done it just now, the reason why you didn't do it so late is because you didn't intend to take my life life."

That is indeed the case, Chu Jingrong did not refute.

There is no need to kill this person!

The original words of the master back then were nothing more than: If he did not do evil, save his life!

Chu Jingrong didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, and glanced at his own jade-white fingertips. It happened that he didn't want to see blood in the past few days, so let him be spared, and if there was a real fight, it would take some time to kill Murong Xun Vigorous.

If he had known earlier that this person had targeted Xiao Yunyan from the very beginning, Chu Jingrong would have killed him without hesitation at this moment!

"Junior Brother, I haven't seen you for a long time. How about a game of chess between you and me?" Seeing that Chu Jingrong had no intention of fighting, Murong Xun also heaved a sigh of relief. He was indeed not Chu Jingrong's opponent.

If there is anyone in this world who can make Murong Xun, who is an abandoned disciple of Guigu, afraid, it is probably only Chu Jingrong.

"You can't beat me." Chu Jingrong was not very interested, and his tone became more and more alienated. In terms of games, except for losing to the master in the early years, he has not lost a single defeat since then.

Even the loss to Xiao Yunyan a few days ago, in Chu Jingrong's view, it was just that he was disturbed by that person's gentleness, and he was careless for a while, if he did it again, there was no doubt that he would win.

"You can't be too absolute. I have a plan. I have carefully deduced it. If I put it into action, I still have a chance to win you." Murong Xun put away the folding fan with a snap, and there was something in his words.

After pondering for a while, Chu Jingrong let go: "Then let's try."

Hearing this, Murong Xun stepped into the room, sat opposite Chu Jingrong, picked up the sunspots, and dropped them to the center of the chessboard without hesitation.

With swords and blood, murderous intent shaking the sky, Murong Xun's chess skills are indeed insidious, swaying east and west, avoiding the truth while avoiding the truth, making it difficult for people to see through his true intentions.

Everyone's way of playing chess has an inexplicable relationship with his personality. Chu Jingrong is a person who has fierce offense and deadly moves, but relatively weak defense. Murong Xun grasped this point and made a fuss like crazy.

Finally, looking at the dead black pieces on the chessboard, Chu Jingrong put down the white pieces and said calmly, "You lost!"

Cold sweat broke out on Murong Xun's forehead, he glanced down his eyes, and said with a sad smile: "You still lost, but you won't be easy, if you can bite off a piece of meat from you, death is worth it!"

Chu Jingrong frowned, feeling that he was unreasonable.

"I'm tired. I have nothing else to do. Don't appear in front of me again." Chu Jingrong stood up and walked towards the back room.

After hearing this, Murong Xun had no intention of leaving for a long time. He stared at Chu Jingrong's back with a hint of sinister in his eyes.

"Chu Jingrong, it seems that you are a very comfortable husband and wife, what's the matter? How long have you been tired? Prince Xiang is still young and has strong physical strength. It seems that you can't stand the torment last night!"

The voice fell, and the room was eerily quiet for a while!

Qingwu's eyes widened, he couldn't believe what he heard, did this person come to seek death?How dare you say such a thing in front of your son?

Chu Jingrong's hand holding up the curtain froze for a moment, then turned his head suddenly, his dangerous eyes fell on Murong Xun, his whole body was radiating cold, his fingertips curled up into fists, as if he didn't agree with a word We have to do it.

"What did you say?"

"What? Did I say something wrong? I thought you were willing, didn't you?" Spreading his hands innocently, Murong Xun added fuel to the fire and said, "It's so strange that there are still people in this world who can persecute you." you?"

Chu Jingrong's expression did not soften at all, his eyes were like swords looking at Murong, and he did not reply for a long time, as if he was trying to discern the truth of what he just said.

"Who told you?"

"Very few people know about this matter, and there is no rumor among the people. I can only know that the person who promised you not to leak it is doing his own thing."

Hearing this, Qingwu at the side gave Murong Xun a hard look. This guy spoke in a weird way, although he didn't express it clearly, but inside and outside of what he said, it was clear that he was provoking the relationship between the young master and the prince.

Chu Jingrong's pupils shrank for a moment, and after a long pause, he said solemnly, "He dare not do that!"

"Are you not sure? Is he afraid to do this, or will he never do it?"

In fact, Murong Xun was just guessing, he bumped into it by chance, but he didn't hear anything, so he speculated that this matter was done in secret, and made it difficult for Xiao Yunyan to wrap up the whole thing tightly. He asked many ways, but there was no news.

But Chu Jingrong's reaction confirmed his speculation. Murong Xun lowered his head to play with the folding fan, covered the pride in his eyes, and said more firmly: "You also know how much Prince Xiang wants to make this public? It will be passed on to me. In my ears, it is understandable."

It just so happened that at this time, Xiao Yunyan hurried into the courtyard gate with the pot of Tibetan snow lotus in his hands.

There was still a bright smile on his face, wondering if Chu Jingrong would be happy after seeing this flower?

If you are happy, would you like to go on an autumn outing with him in a few days?If he is willing, he would like to make a kite with his own hands. I don't know if Jing Rong thinks he is childish?

His head was full of random thoughts, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more eye-catching. As he approached the door, Xiao Yunyan suddenly raised his head, but saw a strange figure in the room.

Wearing a blue shirt, he looked older than Jing Rong, with an uncomfortable smile on his face, but no smile in his eyes.

Pausing in his tracks, his eyes glanced vaguely between Chu Jingrong and Murong Xun, Xiao Yunyan suppressed his uneasiness, he didn't dare to show his possessiveness, for fear that Chu Jingrong would be disgusted.

Holding the hidden snow lotus in his hand, Xiao Yunyan took a step forward. Just as he was about to speak, Murong Xun preempted him. He continued to talk about the topic just now: "Actually, it doesn't matter whether I know or not. What is your identity?" It doesn't matter who lives in Prince Xiang's Mansion, what is important is, Chu Jingrong, why didn't I realize that you are also able to surrender yourself to a man and be courteous?"

The seemingly casual tone, with a bit of teasing and contempt, resounded in the room, which was extremely ear-piercing.

Chu Jingrong's gaze was so cold that it seemed to freeze, he pulled down a glazed bead on the roller blind with his plain hand, flicked it with his index finger, and shot straight at Murong Xun.

The killing intent was too obvious, Murong Xun could dodge it, but he didn't dodge it, and accepted it abruptly.

The glass beads hit the side of his face, and his throat was instantly sweet. He swallowed the blood forcefully, raised his sleeve and wiped his face, smiling a little forcedly.

It's just a traumatic injury, it's better than taking his life, besides, his goal has been achieved, isn't it?

With Chu Jingrong's haughty temperament, the destructive power caused by the insignificant words just now can be seen from the temperatureless eyes of that man.

Next, there should be a good show to be staged, right?

The author has something to say:

After reading your comments, I have faint concerns. (light a cigarette)

Friendly reminder: Xiao Yiheng and Lian'er should not stand on opposite sides (the groundhog screams) After all, it would be quite uncomfortable to go against cp (maomao sighs)