Phoenix Phoenix Zhi E Fang

"Did I do something wrong?" Xian'a murmured, stepping back unconsciously.

"En." Murong Chong nodded lightly, without holding her back, she took a step back, and he took a step forward...

"What did I do wrong?" Xian'a asked while retreating.

"You let that Lian'er go to my room?" Murong Chong stopped her, not letting her continue to back away.

"I didn't, I just asked her to work elsewhere..."

"I knew it." Murong Chong let go of her with a smile, took two steps back, and widened the distance between them.

"What's wrong?" Xian Ah asked puzzled.

"It's nothing, she has been kicked out."

"Get out? Why?"

The smile in Murong Chong's eyes was even bigger: "I wanted to get out, so I did." Seeing that Xian'a was about to plead for mercy, Murong Chong frowned, and sure enough, seeing the change in his expression, Xian'a still resisted export words.

"I know you want to plead for her, but at least you have to know who she is before you speak."

Qian Amu nodded: "I know. I shouldn't influence your decision."

"Are you disappointed?" Murong Chong gently took her right hand and held it in his hand.

"No, it's just that it will take me a long time to adapt to this kind of life, and I will inevitably make mistakes and cause trouble." Xian'a lowered her head, not letting Murong Chong see the emotion in her eyes.

Murong Chong took her into his arms and said softly: "You have done a good job."

"Xian Ah..." Murong Chong spoke softly, the boy's voice was still a little hoarse.

"Huh?" Xian'a looked up and saw Murong Chong's eyes reflecting even more dazzling light under the candlelight.

"When will you marry me?"

"I……"

"I just ask if you want to? I'll do the rest."

"I am willing." After Xian'a finished speaking, she smiled.

Murong Chong saw the smile on her face, and smiled too: "Then don't go back on your word."

After Murong Chong finished speaking, he left a cool kiss and left with a smile.

Xian'a stood there, a little unsure if what she had just experienced was real, she couldn't even explain the panic in her heart, as if seeing Murong Chong's handsome face again when the two met for the first time, In an instant, he became this young man whose every move could make his heart beat.

One night, no sleep.

That night, Murong Chong didn't sleep either.Back in the empty room, my heart, which was still light just now, suddenly sank.

The eunuch regarded him as a domineering son, but domineering is not necessarily stupid.He could still feel how many pairs of eyes were staring at him in this yard.The eunuch stared at him, probably someone ordered it, and this person was not Fu Jian.Fu Jian wouldn't stare at himself in this way, he used to issue imperial edicts directly.Who is that?

Murong Chong lay on the bed, watching the clear moonlight coming in from the window, suddenly thought of a person.Yes, Wang Meng.That person would never just write a letter to warn himself, Fu Jian was unsuspecting of Xianbei people like them, but Wang Meng was not, he was always on guard against their actions.

"Haha..." Murong Chong couldn't help laughing out loud.

He really deserves to be Fu Jian's confidant, even a child molester who seems incompetent and exiled like him is not taken lightly.In this world, everyone thought that Murong Chong had just been reduced to a plaything, but this Lord Wang did not let down his vigilance when this plaything was exiled.

Murong Chong got up and got out of bed, lit the candle, and lit the letter paper with only four characters on it before, the flickering sparks reflected his eyes also became blurred.

So what to do?After all, Wang Meng is not as easy to fool as that eunuch...

Also brightly lit this night is the Daqin Imperial Palace.

Looking at the battle report in front of him, Fu Jian felt uneasy.Wang Meng sat at the bottom, holding the battle report just delivered in his hand, and was about to tell Fu Jian about the battle situation in the south, when he raised his eyes and saw Fu Jian staring at the things in front of him, but his expression was clearly in a daze.

Wang Meng coughed lightly and said, "Your Majesty?"

"Ah." Fu Jian's thoughts were interrupted, and he responded lightly like a conditional launch. He came back to see Wang Meng's face clearly, and said, "Ai Qing, what do you want to say?"

"What do you think the king is worried about?"

"Ah, it's nothing important, it's just that I'm a little tired after watching the war for too long." Fu Jian turned his head with a guilty conscience.

Wang Meng didn't point it out, and said seemingly unintentionally: "I heard that Murong Chong has arrived in Pingyang?"

"Yes, the Pingyang prefect sent a message a few days ago." Fu Jian answered the words unconsciously, and after finishing speaking, he gave Wang Meng a regretful look.

Seeing that Wang Meng didn't speak, Fu Jian quickly laughed and said, "Sure enough, I can only be so relaxed in front of Wang Aiqing."

Wang Meng frowned, but he didn't show anything in the end: "I think that Murong Chong is not a treasure in the pool, so the king should be careful."

Hearing this, Fu Jian laughed instead: "How can the person I'm looking for be someone in the pool, anyway, I've been with him day and night, Ai Qing doesn't have to worry."

Wang Meng didn't continue talking, he saluted and took his leave.The moment the heavy wooden door of the study closed behind him, he sighed deeply.

Looking up at the dark sky in the distance, he walked out of the palace.

Step by step with difficulty, the palace man next to him held up a lamp, making his back look even older...

The moment he walked out of the palace gate, Wang Meng looked back at the majestic palace wall, the center of power of the Great Qin Dynasty. At this moment, he really felt that he was getting old.

This world is my own painstaking effort, and the man in the palace is also watching him ascend to the throne of the king step by step.It's just that now, he can't understand the current emperor, and how to protect this country for him...

After walking two more steps, his legs stopped working, and the things in front of him began to blur. Before Wang Meng could react, he had already fainted to the ground.

That night, news spread that Wang Meng was seriously ill...

With great difficulty, Fu Jian suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, and threw aside the battle report in his hand. Before he had time to catch his breath, a palace official stumbled in.

Fu Jian was slightly angry in his heart, and couldn't help shouting: "How decent is Cheng!"

The palace servant was so frightened, his heart was flustered, he hurriedly knelt down on the ground, kowtowed tremblingly and said: "Your Majesty, calm down, Your Majesty, calm down..."

Fu Jian rubbed between his brows helplessly, and reprimanded: "Talk about things!"

Only then did the palace man come to his senses, and hurriedly said: "My lord, my lord, he, he fainted at the gate of the palace..."

Fu Jian was startled: "What's going on? Where is Wang Aiqing now?"

"The servant doesn't know what's going on. Mr. Wang has been taken back to the mansion now, and it is said that he has not woken up yet."

"Send the best imperial doctor to Wang Aiqing's residence immediately!" Fu Jian shouted to the palace guards outside: "Prepare my horse immediately, I want to go there myself!"