She was saying, she went out of the palace at night, and she really felt that it was inappropriate for her brother to contradict her father. However, my brother is so angry with my father, I am afraid that it is also because in my brother's heart, compared to the respect of the king, King Zhou is his father. In this way, he lost his mustard, and he poured out his heart and lungs even more, causing the situation that day. In this way, although she understands this truth, she is really not good at really training her brother. In the same way, Xie Glaze Lian has now recognized Gongzi Heng as her son, although her concern is well-intentioned, it may also cause misunderstanding between Gongzi Musheng and Gongzi Heng. In this way, in order to persuade her brother and avoid Xie Ji's embarrassment, she committed this mistake and went to Lan Ruo'an to ask her mother privately.

Zhou Rushui is reasonable, and her weak appearance is also obedient and helpless, delicate and pitiful. The breeze was blowing, and in the morning sun, her face was like being plated with a layer of red gold.

But even so, King Zhou still looked at her angrily, his eyes were as cold as ice, although he withdrew the hand that was holding her shoulder, but he still asked her coldly, angrily: "You know how to be polite, but you also collide with your mother?"

He was accusing Zhou Rushui of being inconsistent on the surface, and what the talented son Mu Sheng did was inappropriate, but he also thanked Glaze Lian for being ruthless and collided with Xie Glaze Lian.

Hearing this, Zhou Rushui slowly raised her face, and with her movements, her slender neck also showed beautiful lines. The sun shone on her thick and slender eyelashes, reflecting a little bit of pale gold. She took a deep breath, looked straight at King Zhou, and after knocking heavily, she said stubbornly: "If the concubine really loves the monarch's father, she shouldn't be in the Ming Hall." If you really love your brother and son-in-law, you should not be quick to speak disloyal and unfilial words. Such a transgression of etiquette, fast and eventful, is really ruthless. In this way, the son did not feel that what he said was wrong. ”

This time, Zhou Rushui was not arrogant, nor did he pretend to be stupid. She didn't back down at all, she just looked at King Zhou and Xie Glaze with clear eyes, and straightened her back proudly and unyieldingly, like a flower blooming proudly in a storm.

With her eloquent words, Xie Glaze Lian's expression tightened slightly. Gongzi Musheng also turned his head, and for a moment, he looked at her with pity.

However, King Zhou's face sank. He walked to the couch angrily, turned around, and glared at Zhou Rushui with a sharp and heavy gaze, and reprimanded Zhou Rushui aggressively: "You don't have respect for the elders! You know the fault of catching your mother-in-law! But you don't want to go out of the palace late at night, what a violation!"

At this moment, grievance or anger? Even Zhou Rushui himself can't tell how he feels at this moment. She just didn't expect that her father would be partial to this. Maybe it was too disappointed, Zhou Rushui didn't subconsciously avoid it, she just stubbornly lowered her eyes, her eyes were dead, and she stared at the gray ground quietly for a moment.

In the silent palace room, the tablets of the ancestors and ancestors are on top, and the light of heaven shines in from the front of the hall. Seeing that she didn't move, almost instantly, Gongzi Musheng stood up. He protected Zhou Rushui, who was kneeling still, covered her head embarrassmently, hugged her steadily like a wall, and hugged her into his warm arms.

Immediately after, Zhou Rushui felt a gust of cold wind blow through her ears rapidly. The next moment, she heard a heavy muffled snort coming from Gongzi Mu Sheng's throat. In his arms, she even clearly felt Gongzi Musheng's sudden rapid breathing.

It was only after a while that Gongzi Musheng finally let go of Zhou Rushui's hand. His dark eyes looked at her quietly, and only after gently touching her cold little face did he slowly withdraw his hand, turn around, and kneel in front of her.

Because he was not in a hurry, and almost contemptuous of the abrupt actions of others, King Zhou glared even more angrily, and he roared angrily: "You rebel!

This time, even Xie Glaze Lian, who was watching on the wall, couldn't help but cover her red lips. After all, just now, the back of Gongzi Musheng's head was dripping with blood. If you smash another golden pot, it will be too much.

At that time, Zhou Rushui was even more tearful, looking at his son Mu Sheng without dodging or dodging, and clenched the fist on the side of his leg tightly. Her fingertips unconsciously embedded in her flesh in her clenched hands. At this moment, where did she remember the hint she received from her brother earlier, she was already crying, kneeling on the ground with a wail, and begged King Zhou: "Father, is the son wrong! Is the son wrong! The son is willing to accept the punishment! The son will never dare again!"

She cried and begged to admit her mistake, but King Zhou's anger did not subside at all, he had a face that was distorted with anger, and still smashed the golden pot towards Gongzi Mu Sheng mercilessly. After a muffled sound, Gongzi Musheng swayed. As the golden pot fell to the ground, his forehead was inevitably bleeding.

But at this time, King Zhou looked at Zhou Rushui again, he was extremely angry, angrily at Zhou Rushui, full of anger and reprimanded: "Mother?

Treat the guilty and have no face to enter the palace again?

Suddenly hearing such words, Gongzi Musheng's face gradually changed, and his originally dull eyes suddenly became a little colder. Zhou Rushui raised her eyes even more stunned, she looked at the angry King Zhou fixedly, only to feel that she didn't recognize the man in front of her at all!

In his previous life, his family and country collapsed. The harem beauties fled and scattered. At that time, only her old mother, who was still out of the way, rushed back stupidly. She once said that she did not want to step into the palace again for the rest of her life, but when the Zhou Dynasty fell apart and the birds and beasts were scattered, she was the only one who rushed back to die without hesitation.

How stupid and stupid do you have to be that you can't even tell the difference between true feelings and falsehoods?

Stiffly suppressing the sourness that gushed up at the end of his nose, Zhou Rushui choked and raised his face. She asked King Zhou in disbelief, in a low voice, and in despair: "My son doesn't understand, Lan Ruo'an is not a forbidden place in the cold palace, and although the queen mother is leaving the palace, she is not a person to be punished. But why, the son-in-law can't see his mother again? The son-in-law doesn't understand that even if the elder brother has been, he is not useless, but why should the monarch's father think so much lower than him? And although the son-in-law is a girl, if he is the king of Zhou, he is willing to throw away his head and spill his blood. The ancestors and ancestors are in front, and the monarch's father is so responsible, the son is really not convinced!"

Under the clear blue sky, a leaden white cloud floated outside the window. Looking out from inside the palace, the top of the house is particularly profound.

Zhou Rushui's voice questioned, and the question made King Zhou's heart froze, and he was suddenly a little speechless.

For a while, the room was silent and cold, and the four of them looked at each other, all heavy and indifferent.

Finally, the time has come to take the Golden Stone Pill. The temple people made a report, but it relieved the embarrassment for a while. Before long, King Zhou angrily hugged Xie Glaze Lian and left the Ming Hall, he didn't look back at them, let alone listen to half of the anti-ear advice, what was left was just the absurdity of a place.

At that time, in front of the ancestral tablet, the couch was swinging horizontally, and the juice was all over the ground. The blood-stained golden bottle and golden pot fell silently on Gongzi Musheng's legs, and there was a faint smell of wine in the wind, all messy and embarrassing.

I don't know how long it took, Gongzi Mu Sheng's warm and powerful big palm suddenly gently pinched Zhou Rushui's cold little hand, and met her pitiful red eyes, the coldness on his face dissipated, and his stiff face finally softened again. Looking at Zhou Rushui, his heart was also full of emotion, he gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and finally asked her in a low voice, "Son, does your shoulder still hurt?"

Hearing this, Zhou Rushui was also sour. She shook her head with tears in her eyes. Raising his hand, he carefully stroked the bloody forehead of Gongzi Musheng, and was afraid, and choked up in confusion: "Brother, it's all bad for my son! My son didn't expect that my father would be so ruthless! I would hurt you so badly! I knew that this was the case, and my son would not choke on this breath even if he died!"

Seeing Zhou Rushui's eyes red from crying, well-behaved and pitiful like an injured rabbit, Gongzi Musheng was also embarrassed. He stepped forward, hugged Zhou Rushui, who was still trembling, distressedly, and sighed low and gently: "Idiot, what are you wrong?" Now, if you hadn't provoked your father to anger him, he would have sent out an evil fire. This is not good. ”

Speaking of this, Gongzi Musheng hooked his lips very coldly, his deep eyes turned, and he looked at the heavy eaves outside the window, not knowing whether he was losing himself, or talking to Zhou Rushui. However, he sighed in a low voice: "How can things in the world be as people wish? As he spoke, he let go of Zhou Rushui and smiled at her gently, his eyes were as gentle as ever, but his tranquil and breezy face became more and more firm and majestic in the sun.

Hearing this, Zhou Rushui couldn't restrain himself. She bit her lip, looked up at him, and asked him stupidly, blankly, "Brother, can we still be saved?"

Hearing this, Gongzi Mu Sheng was also stunned. Bright light was shining into the hall from the window, and his long and handsome figure was like a backlit painting. Because of Zhou Rushui's worried doubts, he looked at her deeply. At that time, the blood on his forehead was still flowing, but his eyebrows and eyes bent, and suddenly a smile appeared. The smile was very light, faintly like a spring flowing quietly. But the corners of his mouth were pulled again, and the arc set off a little more clear and mocking, this demeanor was like two people who were gentle in the past.

In Gongzi Musheng's smile, Zhou Rushui's heart hurt more and more. At this moment, she finally clearly understood how difficult their road ahead was, and how hard her brother in her previous life was.

In her previous life, she watched him gather sand into a tower day by day, and thousands of rivers and seas day by day. Watching him work hard with blood and tears, he worked magnificently to restore the prosperity of the entire Zhou Kingdom. However, as firm as he was, he still absurdly died of a serious illness. After that, his bones were burned to ashes, and all his efforts were poured out with it. The lives are devastated, and the country is not protected. His death, in fact, also foreshadowed the fall of the Zhou state.

Finally, in Zhou Rushui's mournful and puzzled gaze, Gongzi Musheng leaned over slightly, leaned close to her ear, and lowered his lips and said, "Silly sister, where is the Xie family really unscrupulous? As long as Yan Le doesn't get up tomorrow, this time, we will win." (The king will play the swallow music when he goes to the court)