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A cool kiss suddenly fell on Xian'a's forehead, and she was so startled that she could hardly breathe.

"You've become more and more dumb lately, and I wonder if I've admitted the wrong person." Murong Chong smiled and rubbed her head.

"No."

"I hope so." Murong Chong smiled and deliberately elongated his sigh. Someone who thought he would jump up and resist turned around and ran away because of shyness.

Murong Chong didn't go after him, the smile on his face faded little by little, but his brows became more and more wrinkled.Standing with hands behind their backs, as if looking at someone who is running away, but also as if looking further away.

After a long time, he turned and left.

Not long after Murong Chong's figure left, Lian'er's figure appeared from the shadows...

After Murong rushed into the room, the sky began to darken, and he sat there watching the things in front of him gradually dim, and remained motionless.

"Master?" Pingyi's voice came in.

"Come in." Murong Chong woke up from his daze.

As soon as Ping came in, he saluted and took out a torch from his arms. After lighting up the candles around him, he finally saw Murong Chong sitting there clearly: "My lord, everything has been arranged. Is this going to happen in the future?" Nothing to do?"

Murong Chong glanced at him and said coldly: "Is this something you should take care of?"

"My lord, Ping Yi is just..."

"Pingyi, we can let go of the rules when we are on the road, but now is not the time for you to let go of the rules. I will let you do what you have to do, and you don't need to care if you don't. Go down and tell them a few, these Days are getting more and more about leaving the rules behind!"

"Ping Yi knew he was wrong." Ping Yi didn't dare to say too much, so he could only salute honestly and admit his mistake.

"Go down and get my pen and paper." Murong Chong waved his hand.

Murong Chong clasped the table with his left index finger, thinking about the endless troubles that might arise in the future, "Why is there nothing to do?" Murong Chong muttered to himself.

Ping Yi quickly took the pen and paper over, and actively rubbed the ink aside.Murong Chong looked at the white paper in front of him, thought for a while and said, "Go and tell Xian'a that I will ask you to send a letter to Gu Xinyue tomorrow. If she has any letters to send, I will write them today, and I will be happy tomorrow morning." son to send."

"Yes." Ping Yi tactfully retreated to pass on the message.

And only Murong Chong was left alone in the room, everything illuminated by the flickering candles seemed vaguely unreal.Murong Chong looked at the white paper in front of him and wrote only four words: "Don't move rashly."

Shaking his head helplessly, no matter where he goes, he can't hide from the emperor's eyes...

Before her thoughts settled down, the door was slowly pushed open, Lian'er walked to Murong Chong's side, and then slowly saluted: "This servant has seen the young master, and this servant is specially here to serve the young master."

Murong Chong gave her a cold look: "Did I ask you to come here?"

"Lian'er thought that the young master must need someone to serve him personally, so she came here rashly."

"Heh." Murong Chong sneered and said, "It seems that you don't even remember a single word I just said."

Lian'er heard the words and quickly lowered her body and explained: "Lian'er remembers it, but the young lady said she is not used to being served, let me see if there is anything that needs to be served here, young master."

"Oh? Then what did you say just now that you came here rashly?" Murong Chong asked casually as he rubbed the ink in his hand.

"Slave..." Lian'er was at a loss for words for a moment and didn't know how to answer.

"Since that's the case, it seems that you are really useless. My yard is not very rich, so I won't raise any extra idlers. I'll pack up your things later and go." Murong Chong didn't raise his head, But the faint words made Lian'er unable to refute, so she could only retreat obediently.

Lian'er is still packing her things in the house here, and the prefect's mansion over there has already received the news.

"The person who was just sent today, let someone else blow him out at night, how do you do it?" The prefect shouted at the housekeeper angrily.

The housekeeper could only bend his waist and explain: "I saw that maid was still a little clever, and I didn't expect to be kicked out so soon. But my lord, this also distracted that Murong kid's attention, making him think Our eyeliner has been driven out, and our people are still in the courtyard."

Hearing this, the eunuch could only tell them: "Tell them to be careful, as long as they see that he doesn't make any big moves. After all, we are only communicating with the higher authorities. If there is no eye contact, where will the news come from?"

"Yes, yes, please rest assured, my lord."

The prefect was too lazy to listen, so he could only wave his hands and drive him out, and found a pen and paper to write down the news about Murong Chong today so that he could report to his superiors.

After finishing writing, he put down his pen, and the prefect rubbed the center of his brow helplessly. This is obviously the emperor's man. Why is it that Mr. Wang is inquiring about this news? He thought too far, so he could only pat himself on the head fiercely.

Follow the instructions from above, just do it, don't ask why.He just wanted to live a stable life, why did he encounter such a thing?The prefect let out a long sigh and floated out of the room.

On the other side, Xian'a's exclamation also came out.

Murong Chong frowned and said, "Do I look so scary?"

"No, no..." Xian'a shook her hand suddenly and explained, "I didn't hear a single sound, and when I turned around, there was someone so close to me, I was frightened."

"Are you scared?" Murong Chong asked knowingly, stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, and gently stroked her back: "What about now? Are you still afraid?"

Xian'a shook her head in his arms, Murong Chong felt her movement and let go of her. Before she could make another move, the person in his arms had jumped far away.

"Why are you walking without making any sound!" Xian'a complained with a red face.

"It's obvious that your hearing is poor." Murong Chong tilted his head, watching her movements with interest.

"That's not true. When I was hunting with my father, I could hear the movements of those wild beasts."

"Well. Didn't you put me in your trap?"

"You fell into it yourself, and I didn't push you in."

Murong Chong didn't speak, just looked at her so quietly, Xian'a was blushed by him, so she could only turn around, pretending to be working, and asked: "I haven't asked you yet, it's so late, you What are you doing here?"

Murong Chong sat down comfortably, looked at her with his head propped on one hand, and said softly, "I'll settle the score with you."

"Ah?" Xian'a really didn't hear clearly, and turned to look at him blankly.

"Look, you, settle it." Murong Chong looked at her this time and said word by word.

"Ah?" Xian'a heard it clearly this time, but she didn't understand it even more.

Murong Chong stood up gracefully, and walked slowly towards her step by step.This time, his footsteps could be heard clearly, "Tap, tap, tap..." Every step seemed to be stepping on her heart.