In the west corner of the imperial study, there is a night pearl the size of an egg, reflecting the daytime in the room. Murong Wei stood www.biquge.info pen "Fun" pavilion, and her eager gaze met her father, and she was unwilling to move away.

Chongming's seven-year-old father is still so young, Jun Xiu with a bit of heroic long eyebrows flew obliquely into the sideburns, looking at Murong Wei's eyes with deep tenderness and love, wearing a shallow ochre straight robe, a deep ochre Ruiyun Xiang pattern belt, hanging a warm jade with a warm texture, standing casually in front of the bookcase, like a fairy in the sky, stretched out a pair of hands to Murong Wei.

Murong Wei gently bowed down, quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes by saluting, and then raised her head to change into a sweet smile, Murong Qing had already greeted her.

"My Ah Wei is here, sit down."

"Father, the son brought your favorite snacks, you can taste them first", Murong Wei walked to the side of the rosewood arhat couch for Murong Qing to rest, Xuanshu had already carefully placed the food box on the kang table, and helped Murong Wei take out the pastries one by one and arrange them in the shape of a crescent.

Seeing that Murong Qing's eyes hesitated slightly between himself and the folds, Murong Wei looked back at her father with disgust, and her tone was soft and lovely: "Father, there are so many twists and turns, you can use some supper first, don't get tired."

Murong Qing had something in his heart, he didn't feel hungry, but he couldn't bear to brush Murong Wei's kindness, so he still walked over with a gentle smile, stretched out his hand to stroke the hair on Murong Wei's face, and said with a smile: "What did Ah Wei bring for his father?"

For the sake of safety, silver tableware has always been used in the Qianqing Palace, and there are still little eunuchs to try the food for three meals, and the supper brought by Murong Wei omits this step.

With such caution, how did his father poison the emperor in his previous life? This question swirled in Murong Wei's mind, and she suppressed it for the time being.

Murong Wei carefully scooped up a spoonful of cheese as white as frost and snow with a silver spoon, and sent it to his father's mouth with a smile. The sweetness lingered for a long time, and it actually stirred Murong Qing's taste buds, and he ate a few spoonfuls in one go, and said with a smile: "I haven't eaten this dessert for a long time, it tastes good, was it made by Mama Luo?"

"That's nature", Murong Wei said with a lot of pride, "My daughter wants Mama Luo not to use sugar, just add a little flower nectar, which is extraordinarily sweet." The daughter tried a little bit and thought it was good before she sent it to her father. ”

"Ah Wei loves to spend time on these things", Murong Qing patted her hand, looking at her delicate daughter, how she looked at how she loved her, and the troubles in her heart were much lighter.

The sorrow hidden between his father's eyebrows, Murong Wei in the previous life never found it, but Murong Wei in this life is clear. In those years, I was loved by thousands of people, but I didn't know how to share a trace of sorrow for my relatives, which was really unfilial.

Murong Qing asked Murong Wei while eating cheese, "What did you do during the day?

Seeing that her father took the initiative to bring the topic to the queen mother, Murong Wei was secretly happy in her heart, and she replied: "I went to Fengluan Hall today, the queen mother didn't seem to be very happy, and she was dressed plainly, her daughter asked Aunt Qin in private, and the queen mother was fine, but she was sad to hear the news from her uncle." ”

Murong Qing nodded, his eyebrows frowned lightly and quickly expanded, and he still said softly to his daughter: "Your uncle is not only a loyal minister and a good general, but also a close relative, and your mother should be sad." ”

"Daughter can save it", Murong Wei smiled mischievously, picked up a nest candy and put it between her lips, and said a little narrowly, "My daughter just thinks that the queen mother is too plain, and now under the New Year's Festival, those noble ladies outside imitate the queen mother's clothes all day long, how can I be embarrassed today?"

The little girl's words slammed Murong Qing's heart hard, and she was a little more worried, thinking about it, it was indeed because they were not thoughtful. The emperor's every move affects the entire country, and for fear that an inadvertent and unintentional move will cause a panic, Murong Qing suddenly wants to talk to his wife thoroughly.

Murong Wei was still unconscious, took out a chess book from his sleeve, and presented it to Murong Qing, "Father, the son saw this endgame today, but he didn't understand it very clearly, so he specially used it to ask his father for advice." “

Murong Qing's piano and chess are a must, and he also instructed Murong Wei a few times in his spare time, Murong Wei's heart was not here at that time, Murong Qing also deeply regretted it, today I saw her take the initiative to ask for advice, I was overjoyed, I lifted the robe, and the father and daughter sat on the couch respectively, Murong Wei naturally held a sunspot and fell down first.

Murong Qing walked a few steps to explain, and the father and daughter gradually put the endgame on the chess table, Murong Wei held her cheeks in her hand, looking thoughtful, "Father, why does this black chess player not want this corner, he always wants to attack this area?"

Murong Qing said with a smile: "You see, if he is reluctant, he can't look at each other here, this black man is very imposing, this is the meaning of holding on to death and then rebirth." ”

One of the two spoke carefully, and the other listened attentively, and before they knew it, half an hour had passed. Starting again, the black chess victory has been revealed, but there are a few chicken ribs, occupying a piece of rivers and mountains, Murong Wei thoughtfully, "Father, the son of the minister looks at this chess game like the national situation, only when the heart is not chaotic and occupies the middle game, can there be this momentum of breaking the cauldron." Otherwise, if you look ahead and look backwards, you will lose yourself everywhere, and your father will say yes?"

It was as if the sunlight was shining through the haze, and Murong Qing's heart lit up, "Wei Wei is right, you should have the momentum of being a man, and the king should be even more so." ”

Murong Wei held the silk handkerchief and twisted it gently, all of them looked like a little daughter, "What the father and emperor say, where does the son know this." ”

Murong Qing picked up the cheese on the case, regardless of how cold it was, and ate it clean in a few bites, only to feel that the clouds had never been bright and moonlight. He made a decision in his heart, and he wanted to implement it immediately, "It's not early, Weiwei go back and rest, and my father will go to see your mother." ”

"Doesn't my father still have a lot of folds to see, how can I have time to see the queen mother?" Murong Wei turned her head and pretended to be very puzzled.

Their sisters occasionally pestered their father and asked him to see his mother, and his father and emperor were all this kind of derangement, and later Queen Chu knew about it, and severely admonished the Murong Wei sisters, fined each ten female precepts, and was grounded for a month, and was not released until the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The daughter interceded for herself, which greatly hurt the face of Queen Chu, although Queen Chu punished her daughter, she hated the initiator even more.

Seeing her daughter bring up the old matter again, Murong Qing thought that she remembered his wife's punishment again, patted Murong Wei's pink cheek, and teased with a little smile: "Don't worry, your mother won't punish you for this." ”

The father of the previous life kept the secret alone and couldn't make a decision, which aroused the suspicion of the queen mother, and fattened the tiger Su Duhan, but in the end it became his own disaster. Murong Wei bothered to pick a chess game, hoping to poke open the layer of window paper for her father, seeing that her father was so transparent, her smile unconsciously stained her eyebrows.

I hope that my father, queen and mother can release their previous suspicions, and from then on, Murong Wei has been watching her father and emperor until she can no longer see the clear figure, and she is reluctant to turn back.