Phoenix Phoenix Zhi E Fang

Ping Yi got the order and retreated full of apprehension. Although Murong Chong seemed to be confident, he was still a little scared. After all, that man was the former God of War in their country of Yan.

But Murong Chong understood that his self-confidence was not true at all.Murong Chui came to warn him because of the news from Chang'an City a few days ago.

Murong Chui's subordinates drank too much at Ruyi's place, so she asked for a lot of news, including many things that Murong Chui is planning now, and even one or two details.

Murong Chong extinguished the candle with a wave of his hand, and sat alone in the darkness, smiling happily to himself.Now that he was noticed by Murong Chui, and even sent him a warning, it also showed that the humiliating identity in the past was getting away from him little by little.

But unless he killed Fu Jian, he would never be able to get rid of his identity as a child molester. No matter what he became, this identity would torture him again and again when he dreamed back at midnight.

In winter, the dawn was much later, even though it was time for sword practice on weekdays, it was still dark outside, Murong Chong just sat like this all night.

He has often started to do this again recently. He often thinks about the time in the palace, and he feels depressed and depressed. Perhaps now more than ever before, he feels that he is getting closer to the expectation of killing the enemy with his hands. The humiliation hidden in his heart was stirred out again.

Murong Chong opened the door, but put back the sword he was holding in his hand.Walking in the cold darkness, Murong Chong's footsteps slowed down more and more. Looking back at the road hidden in the darkness, he unconsciously thought of Fu Jian.

That person may be sleeping soundly in the bedroom of a concubine at this moment, may be working hard in front of the memorial in the study, or may be walking in this darkness like himself.No, there are palace lanterns in the palace, and every part of the way he walks, there are people carrying the lanterns for him, how could he be like himself, walking in this darkness?

Murong Chong didn't look back anymore and quickened his pace.Finally, I saw a lit lamp flickering lonely in the darkness.

He pushed open the door, and saw Xian Ah lying on the table and fell asleep, the candlelight flickering on her face, making him unable to see her face clearly for a while.He walked over and gently hugged her into his arms, but it still woke her up.

The sudden weightlessness made Xian'a hug Murong Chong's neck tightly reflexively. After confirming that it was him with sleepy eyes, she looked at the sky outside, thinking it was still night, and said, "I wanted to wait for you, but I didn't." Thinking of falling asleep."

Murong Chong carried her to the bed, covered her with the quilt, lay on one side by himself, and said softly, "You don't have to wait for me."

Xian A shook her head.

Murong Chong smiled, leaned over and kissed her forehead, and said: "Okay, now that I'm here, you should also have a good sleep."

Bewitched by Murong Chong's gentle voice, Xian'a fell asleep again hazily.

After confirming that she was asleep, Murong Chong got up and left.

This is when the sky has begun to turn white, and everything has begun to become clear.When he was about to go to the study, he happened to meet Ping Yi who came out to look for him.

"My lord, I have already sent a message." Ping Yi said rather uneasy.

Murong Chong nodded, and walked straight forward, while Ping Yi could only silently follow behind.

When he was about to step into the study, Murong Chong turned his head and said to him: "Ask the five of them to come together, I have something to say."

Pingyi called five people, and the six of them stood in front of Murong Chong one by one, anxiously waiting for what Murong Chong was about to say.

Murong Chong sat behind the desk, looked at the six of them one by one, and said slowly: "You guys will send Madam south in a few days."

"Ah?" The six responded in unison.

"I will tell you the specific arrangements in detail when you leave. You should prepare first. Everything is ready. In addition, Madam should not know about this matter."

Although the six people received the order, they were more disturbed than when they came.

At this moment, it seems that everyone can smell the danger spreading little by little.

After they retreated, Murong Chong read the news from Chang'an City in the past few days, as well as the letters with Zhao Huatong in the past few years, wrote down the important parts, and then threw them all into the stove.

The thrown paper caused the flames to rise instantly, and the burning ashes scattered in the room...

Murong Chong looked at all this indifferently, but the blood in his body surged because of the burning flame.

This winter will pass soon... Murong Chong thought to himself.

When Xian'a woke up, it was already broad daylight. After tidying up, she asked Murong Chong's whereabouts and walked to the study with the food box.

The door was knocked, but Murong Chong didn't raise his head, and replied in a low voice: "Come in."

Xian'a opened the door and saw Murong Chong bowing his head in front of the case. There were faint bruises in his eyes, and he described being a little tired. Although it didn't affect his charm at all, she still felt a little distressed. Compared to now, she would rather see that He was in high spirits.

Xian'a put the food box on Murong Chong's desk, he raised his head, saw it was her, and said with a smile: "Get up."

"Yeah." Xian Ah responded, and while taking out the food in the food box, said: "I knew you must have not eaten again."

Murong Chong curled his lips helplessly, and said, "I forgot."

"Forgot? I asked. They brought you breakfast, but you kicked him out."

"I had no appetite at that time." Murong Chong replied.

Xian'a handed him the chopsticks and said, "Do you really think your body is made of iron? Have you forgotten your previous illness?"

Murong Chong was at a loss for words for a moment, so he could only eat obediently, and when the food was almost finished, he looked up at Xian'a, and seeing her satisfied eyes, he put down his chopsticks at ease, and said innocently, "You really are I don’t know my husband so well, I’m about to be strangled to death.”

Xian'a ignored his complaints, cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, and said, "You usually eat so much, how can you hold on?"

"Didn't I say I don't have a good appetite today?" Murong Chong continued innocently.

"Then you don't have to eat?" Xian'a asked back.

Murong Chong could only cough helplessly, and then returned to his usual serious look.

Seeing his appearance, Xian'a couldn't help laughing out loud.

Murong Chong heaved a long sigh and said, "Now I have learned to make fun of my husband."

"I didn't make fun of you, you said it yourself." Xian'a retorted.

Murong Chong nodded: "Yes, you didn't say it, but your eyes and expression have completely betrayed you."

Xian'a's smile became brighter and she acquiesced to Murong Chong's words.When he packed up and turned to go out with his things, Murong Chong grabbed his arm.

Xian'a looked at him suspiciously, Murong Chong smiled and blinked, and said, "I'm hungry again."