Chu Zhao slowly approached the bed, and looked closely at the person lying on the bed, a childish little face, with light eyebrows, closed eyes, a comfortable nose, and slightly white lips. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing that there was not a trace of blood on his delicate face, this reminded him of what a wise woman she was.

Chu Zhao said in a low voice: "Ruyan, do you know how much smarter Murong Yixiao in front of you is than you think?" ”

Concubine Hui paused and said, "Ruyan doesn't know, Ruyan only knows that she has changed recently, and her behavior and temperament are very different from before, but the concubine doesn't know how she has changed." ”

"Her current mind is comparable to that of Concubine De, but the two are completely different, one works for me, and the other is an enemy of me, do you say I can let her go?" A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Chu Zhao's eyes, and he said coldly.

Concubine Hui knew that Concubine De had done many great things when she followed Chu Zhao.

She was originally the daughter of an ordinary businessman in Xiyue, Shuang Wuji, because she followed her father Shuangying all the year round and learned the ability to do business.

Shuang Wuji is bland, cold, and doesn't like many people, but she goes to her palace a few days a month to accompany her to relieve her boredom, and the other concubines don't know much.

Hearing this, the emperor in front of him actually wanted to compare Murong Yixiao with Concubine De, thinking about it, today's Murong Yixiao is by no means an ordinary person.

She has rarely heard the emperor talk about someone in such detail, presumably Murong Yixiao must have something extraordinary, but the matter in front of her may not be a good thing for her, Concubine Hui has never seen what the emperor wants to do has not been done.

"The emperor will inevitably come true, but the concubine was stupid before, and he will never listen to his brother again in the future, and he will go against the emperor."

Concubine Hui has done her best, and the next thing depends on their own creation.

"Well, I can trust Ruyan." Chu Zhao said lightly.

"Cui Qihong!" Chu called.

"The minions are here!" Cui Qihong bowed in a panic, ran in small steps, and leaned over.

"From today onwards, no one is allowed to enter the East Feather Palace, and no one in the East Feather Palace is allowed to go out without my order."

Chu Zhao shouted coldly.

"Slaves obey!" Cui Qihong said in a shrill voice.

When Concubine Hui heard this, she sighed deeply, looked up at Chu Zhao, and saw him look back at Murong Yixiao lightly, he had never seen a person like this, faint, clear, and thin, and then swept over other places at a glance, turned around and left.

Concubine Hui guessed in her heart that maybe he didn't want to kill her in his heart, but it was just because of his hegemony.

Now guarding him like this, watching his wish come true, and seeing him in a yellow robe, is not a kind of happiness.

The next day, Murong Yixiao woke up, but when she looked around, she didn't see anyone, and she was sure that something had happened in her palace.

Dragging his weak body, he walked to the edge of the table where he was embroidered with difficulty, poured out a glass of water, and then shook the body of the cup to make the water in it clean the powder in the cup, and then poured out the water, poured a new glass of water, and drank it again.

Since the emperor left that night, she pondered for a long time, she knew that the emperor had the intention to kill her, then he would definitely be prepared, she thought about it, she had never missed anything, except for the death of a butterfly in pairs, she had no words, but he felt abnormal.

They will inevitably examine Cheng Die's body, and after the examination, they will also know that Cheng Die and Cheng Shuang will die if they are poisoned, but they will find out what kind of poison it is.

So they will definitely pursue the root cause and imitate the same poison.

After letting the emperor take it, there will be something strange at most two days, if it is a long time, it will not be easy to find her body, and then she will be taken down in one fell swoop, put on death row, and then implicate Murong Wanyu to death.

She knew his intentions very well, so she thought of a plan to put his death and survive, and guessed that the emperor used poison for the hour, and she only needed half a day less.

She applied the antidote to the unused teacup in advance, if the amount of Qingfeng bone was too much, there would be babbling within two days, and the poisoned person's mouth would be dry, and someone would pour water for her to drink, so that she would wake up slowly unconsciously, and the emperor would inevitably need two days of treatment.

At that time, even if the emperor doesn't save her, she will save herself, and the emperor wants to blame her, because she is also deeply poisoned, the matter will be over.

It's just that she just woke up, and there was no one around, and the poison on her body seemed to have been resolved, presumably someone rushed to remove her poison before the emperor, and someone was helping her, this person didn't need to think about it to know who it was.

Maybe Concubine Hui has been implicated at this time, and the emperor will not spare her easily.

Murong Yixiao looked at the guards guarding the door, she was afraid that she would not be able to get out now, the emperor knew her thoughts, he would not let her go easily, including the ministers of the court, he would definitely give an explanation to the important ministers in this matter.

Now that she can no longer be the target of poisoning, and Murong Wanyu is still grounded by him, it is impossible to cross the heavy checks and poison them.

Murong Yixiao looked into the distance with a chuckle, her pale face without a trace of blood, and now she was like a flame blown by the evening breeze, her body swaying in the wind.

She sat down slowly, poured herself another glass of water, and then relieved her weakness.

As noon approached, a little palace maid walked in from outside, carrying a three-layer vermilion sandalwood auspicious cloud fancy food box in her hand, walked in with her head down, bowed her body to Murong Yixiao, put down the food box and retreated.

Murong Yixiao glanced at her, she was not a person in her former palace, she was very strange.

Murong Yixiao opened the food box, she was very hungry, she had to eat a full meal in order to have the strength to think about some things, and she didn't care whether the food was delicious or not, she put the food in her mouth in one go, completely ignoring etiquette.

In a few moments, Chu Zhao heard that Murong Yixiao had woken up, so he rushed from Zichen Hall to Dongyu Palace.

As soon as I entered the door of the dormitory, I saw Murong Yixiao's slender figure, standing by the window, with his back to her, not combing his hair in a bun, but holding the black ink-like silk in his ears.

The sun was shining outside, the shade was blooming outside the window, flickering through the mottled light and shadow, a quiet girl, dressed in a white cardigan, soft silk fluttering with the occasional breeze, he had never had such a moment of meditation.

He suddenly raised his hand, and Cui Qihong stopped the mouth that was about to be transmitted, and retreated and stayed outside the hall gate.

Chu Zhao walked in quietly, and Murong Yixiao was still silent in his thoughts, frowning, and caressing the window with both hands.

Suddenly, Chu Zhao hugged her tightly from behind, Murong Yixiao was shocked, and hurriedly ripped off his imprisoned arm, but no matter how hard she tried, Chu Zhao didn't react, and after a few struggles, Murong Yixiao stopped and looked out the window lightly.

Chu Zhao just looked out the window faintly, and he enjoyed the peace at the moment.