This morning, another explosive news spread throughout the capital, and even alarmed the young emperor in the imperial city, who was still sleeping in the beauty country. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

What's the matter, Princess Yue couldn't bear the undue neglect of King Yue, and committed suicide by throwing herself into a well while eight months pregnant, and there was a handmaid who threw herself into the well together.

Emperor Cheng Kun, the emperor of Xuanyang, was Murong Yue's brother Murong Feng, and both of them were born from the empress dowager of the dynasty.

The relationship between Murong Feng and Murong Yue is very good, Murong Feng's obstacles to the throne are all eliminated with Murong Yue's help, Murong Feng can almost be said to have clean hands, and he has ascended to the high position that people look up to and cannot reach, after Murong Feng ascended the throne, Murong Yue did not need to go to the court, and after Murong Yue was idle, he simply raised a beauty in the palace.

Because he was young and didn't marry a wife, he simply let the emperor go, so today, Lingling in Cuihong Mansion is gone, and the Lingguan of Lanfangyuan the day before yesterday can't see him on stage, don't think about it, this must be King Yue's masterpiece.

However, this was all terminated after Murong Yue met An Qianyue, King Yue dismissed the beauty pavilion in the palace, and begged the emperor to give him a decree to marry An Qianyue, everyone thought that King Yue had finally found a nemesis, and he would live with the princess in the future, but what he didn't expect was that he came back with a girl as soon as he triumphed.

In the end, it is a romantic nature, and I pity the gentle, kind and knowledgeable Princess Yue, and the unborn child.

"Murong Yue! What have you done! "Murong Feng's dragon robe is extraordinary, but now he is blowing his beard and glaring, because he is too angry, he casually knocked over the best imperial ink on the dragon case, splashing black ink.

"The younger brother just married a concubine," understood what the imperial brother said, Murong Yue did not hide it, but said a little disapprovingly.

"Concubine? If you marry a concubine, you will be angry with your concubine? Murong Feng threw his backhand at Murong Yue, "Do you know what the people say, do you want the face of the royal family!" ”

"It's just a bunch of people, what are you afraid of them doing?" Murong Yue shook his head with a smile, and said with a smile at Murong Feng, "Imperial brother, my brother has recently discovered a stunner, and I will send you to the palace in two days......

"Murong Yue! What do you want me to say! Murong Feng interrupted Murong Yue's words and looked at him angrily, "Although your concubine is not the daughter of a big family, but she is also the one you are begging me to marry, and you are marrying into the mansion for your Ming media. ”

"It doesn't matter, the imperial brother just needs to be a good emperor, and for the rest, isn't it okay for the younger brother to come?" Murong Feng was silent for a long time, then smiled at Murong Feng and said, "Imperial brother, the younger brother suddenly missed the side concubine, so he retired." ”

"Murong Yue, you bastard!" Murong Yue walked a long way, and he could still vaguely hear Murong Feng's scolding, however, he only smiled and didn't care.

"Go home," the carriage waited quietly at the gate of the imperial city, and Murong Yue got into the carriage and sat down, his face a little gloomy and terrifying.

The entire palace was a plain place, and inside the black coffin parked in the middle was An Qianyue's body, Murong Yue suddenly felt that the white in front of him was so stabbing that his eyes were about to be unable to open, Murong Yue stood quietly in front of the coffin, his face expressionless.

"Lord Wang, please don't be sad anymore, otherwise, Sister Princess will be very sad," Lingshuang was supported by the girl and came to Murong Yue's side, looking at Murong Yue with red eyes, her face was full of sorrow, and then she burst into tears again.

Today's Lingshuang is also full of white, with a white silk flower pinned to the simple bun, which looks like a celebration of An Qianyue's death, phew, it is a sad memory of An Qianyue's unfortunate death.

Murong Yue turned to look at Lingshuang when he heard the voice, sighed lowly, and said gently, "You're not in good health, what are you doing here?" ”

"Lord Wang, you are sad, and Lingshuang can't rest assured......" Lingshuang's whole person was sad and sad, looking so pitiful.

"Let's go back," Murong Yue glanced at the black coffin, a hint of something flashed in his eyes, and then, he gently hugged Lingshuang in his arms and carefully led it to the backyard.

"Lord Wang, Lingshuang has a ...... I don't know if I should say it or not," Ling Shuang suddenly paused, turned to look at Murong Yue, and a little crying face was full of confusion.

"Let's say, between you and me, there is nothing that cannot be said," Murong Yue patted Lingshuang's hand gently, and hugged Lingshuang into his arms again, "In the future, you can say whatever you want, don't be restrained." ”

"Today, after the prince was summoned to the palace, the princess's sister's father came to the mansion," Lingshuang glanced at Murong Yue timidly, and saw that Murong Yue's expression had not changed, so he continued, "After Old Master An cried for a long time, he suddenly vomited blood and fainted in front of the princess's sister's coffin. ”

"And then?" Murong Yue nodded expressionlessly, unable to see a trace of mood fluctuations, after him, the words behind Ling Shuang were the focus.

"Then, Lingshuang asked the housekeeper to send Master An back, but what he didn't expect was that the palace was blocked by a group of people, and everyone scolded the prince for being unkind......" After Lingshuang finished speaking, he lowered his head, as if he was afraid that Murong Yue would suddenly become angry.

Murong Yue's brows furrowed, if he guessed correctly, the person who came to surround the palace should be Mr. An's students, because he is a private school teacher, so he is called Mr. An by the students, and as a private school teacher, unlike other academies, he has received many poor children to teach, and even teaches for free, which makes him quite famous among poor scholars.

Since ancient times, literati have been arrogant, and scholars have claimed to be the center of justice, so Murong Yue is really not surprised at all when this happens, but he is just worried about Mr. An's body, in case he is really angry, the imperial brother will have to trouble him again.

"Lord Wang?" Seeing that Murong Yue was silent, Lingshuang shouted tentatively, and there was some worry flashing in his red eyes, which was really distressing.

"It's okay, it's inevitable that my father-in-law will be sad and sad for a while, and it'll be fine after this time," Murong Yue smiled, grabbed Lingshuang and continued to walk forward, comforting in a soft voice, "You don't have to worry about the rest, as long as you take good care of your body, this king still wants you to give birth to a lot of children to this king." ”

"Yes, Lord Wang," Ling Shuang leaned into Murong Yue's arms a little shyly, and walked together obediently.

That night, An Qin, the father of Princess Yue, vomited blood and died of excessive grief due to the loss of his daughter.