The cold palace is indeed a depressing place, when Lin Susu left the palace of long hatred, he took a long breath, raised his eyes and looked at the blue sky, there were just a few wild geese flying by, and Hong Susu, who saw flying freely, sincerely said that freedom is the most precious thing in this world. Amber on the side answered; "If only we could be like this bird and have the ability to fly around." Haruka winked at Amber and smiled; "You practice hard in this life, maybe the Buddha will see that your heart is as you wish, and let you be a finch in the next life, but you have to be careful not to be caught." ，

Amber and Haruka talk and laugh along the way, but Lin Susu has no intention of doing so.

When they returned to Zhaoyang Palace, they seemed to be standing under the corridor and listening to the chirping of birds in the trees not far away. The servants followed Wanru to the dormitory, and Cuicui and Xiu'er served tea and retreated outside.

It was as if after taking a sip of tea before asking, "How is Pan Cairen?" ”

Haruka snatched the words; "Pan Cairen is quite pitiful, the wolf is very good, and the few old palace maids who serve her don't treat talented people as masters at all."

It's like taking it for granted; "Who would take a criminal concubine who was beaten into the cold palace by the emperor as the master, I think this pampered eldest lady should also grow up." She didn't have much hatred for Pan Shiwan, but sympathy and resentment, after all, she had been beaten into the cold palace, and she was completely removed from Murong Yichuan's heart, and she could no longer pose a threat to herself.

Lin Susu held the jade cup with half a cup of tea in his hand and said quietly; "Pan Cairen always said that she was wronged, but she had no conclusive evidence to clear her grievances, and the high-fat Pan Cairen that day was the palace maid of Jingyuan Palace.

The two words of the asked pendant seemed to be tight, and his face was embarrassed, "Just when you went to the Changhate Palace, Qin Ming brought a palace person from the Huanyi Bureau to say that she found a corpse in a well next to the Huanyi Bureau, and someone recognized it as the palace maid of Jingyuan Palace." ”

"Shen'er is dead?" Haruka asked in surprise.

As if nodding, he said infinitely sadly; "Yes."

Lin Susu's eyebrows moved, meaning and long; "It's a good time for Shen'er to die."

Amber asked, puzzled. "Shen'er exposed Pan Cairen's merits, and the emperor rewarded her with a lot of silver, how could she die within a few days of being proud, could it be that she felt ashamed in her heart and hanged herself?"

Chunxiang pouted, neither yin nor yang; "The conscience of a seller like her for glory has long been bought and gnawed, how can it be so easy for conscience to find out." Although Shen'er is high and dense, but such as Chunxiang Amber, a girl who is in the center of her master, is very contemptuous of people who betray their master for their own selfishness.

Lin Susu said helplessly that Shen'er was dead, and the clue was broken, it seems that I can't help Pan Cairen.

It's like thinking for a moment, and then the plain is right; "Actually, I have been thinking about this matter repeatedly in the past few days, and I vaguely feel that things are not so simple, plus the sudden death of Shen'er, I feel that there must be a conspiracy behind this, Su Su, don't interfere in this matter when you are about to give birth, since Pan Cairen's father is a close friend of the sky, I will take care of Pan Saihua in this interview, so that her life in the cold palace will be better, and at the same time, I will secretly investigate this matter."

"But Shen'er is dead, the only clue is broken, how can I find out?" Haruka asked hurriedly.

As if silent; "As the saying goes, the sky net is magnificent, negligent but not leaky, there is no impermeable wall in this world, as long as we are attentive, sooner or later one day will let a qiē water fall out."

Su Su lingered in Zhaoyang Palace for half an hour before leaving with Amber.

After sending Su Su away, as if it was early in the morning, he changed his clothes and took Chunxiang and Cuicui to the Taiji Palace.

Murong Yichuan felt very tired after dealing with the business all afternoon, so he closed his eyes on the dragon couch in the dormitory.

As if she didn't let the heat report, she came to Murong Yichuan's bed lightly, she rolled the bead curtain high, and saw that the person on the bed closed her eyes tightly and thought that she was already in a dream, so she didn't be alarmed, so she planned to put down the curtain and leave, but her hand was grabbed by the man, "Why did you just come and leave?" ”

It's like a soft voice; "I thought you were asleep, and I didn't mean to stay here."

Murong Yichuan pulled Wanruo to his side with all his strength, "I'm just a little tired, this rosewood bracelet in your hand is very exquisite." ”

It was as if his gaze swept slightly over his jade wrist, and then he smiled; "Zi Yan gave it to me, she wore a pair of jade and yellow pear, and my pearl red sandalwood said that it suited my identity."

Murong Yichuan's gaze fell quietly on his delicate wrist, and he said happily; "Even if this girl has eyesight, my back hurts, you can help me beat it."

Because of maintaining a posture for a long time, Murong Yichuan's back pain became more and more severe, which made him upset for three days.

It was like a micro Buddha powder fist gently helping Murong Yichuan beat his waist, "How is the strength?" ”

Murong Yichuan frowned and joked; "I didn't eat, I didn't feel it at all."

Seeing that the other party was not satisfied, as if he had increased his strength, Murong Yichuan said again and again that it was too heavy, you are trying to murder your husband.

It was as if he simply stopped the movements in his hand and pretended to be angry; "The emperor is becoming more and more difficult to serve, and the concubines are not good to serve."

Seeing that he was angry, Murong Yichuan hurriedly turned over and hugged him in his arms, and said lovingly; "I was just kidding you, but I didn't expect you to get angry."

Like a pout, coquettishly; "How do people know that the emperor is joking, and they think that the emperor has a new person and hates the old one."

The corners of Murong Yichuan's mouth raised slightly, and he held the peach blossom cheeks in his hand and said dotingly, I am talking nonsense again, see if I don't punish you.

As soon as the man's words fell, his hand had already sneaked into Wanruo's skirt, and at the same time, he only felt that his softness was tingling, and the man's kiss also fell.

As if she was slowly lost in the fierce kiss of the man, seeing that her clothes had been opened, her cheeks couldn't help but bloom a gorgeous peony flower, and she murmured in her mouth; "Yi Chuan, it's daytime, let's go night" seemed to only feel full of shame, and his cheeks were hot.

Murong Yichuan looked at the blue sky and white sun outside, and then looked at the shy woman in his arms, a wicked smile flashed slightly at the corner of his mouth, and then he commanded outside, and then came to the front with a little palace maid in early summer, "Go and lower the curtains." Chu Xia was stunned, and then hurriedly pulled down the curtains of the windows on all four sides with the little palace maid beside him, so that the room was instantly gloomy, and then Murong Yichuan waved his hand at the two, and the two hurriedly retreated.

Murong Yichuan pointed to the dim halo in front of him, as if he was whispering ambiguously in his ears. "Beloved wife, you see that it is getting late, such a beautiful day, you and I must not miss it, and we will dress you for your husband." After the words fell, the man's hand began to move again, as if the fetters on his body were falling little by little.

Just when the two were about to be happy, early summer suddenly reported outside; "Your Majesty, Cao Shuyuan of Ziquan Palace asks to see you."

When she heard that it was Cao Xiujuan, she suddenly felt a little unhappy in her heart, since this woman went in and out of the Tai Chi Hall at will.

always seems to feel that Cao Xiujuan is his biggest threat, and he must not give up an inch of land to his love rival.

It was as if curled up his whole body in the man's warm arms, and gently wrapped his hands around the other party's waist, "Since Sister Cao is here, then I'll avoid it first." It was as if she said she was evasive, but she was also like a snake clinging to the man's body.

Of course, Murong Yichuan saw that this was as if he was trying to capture him, and his big hand was gently caressing the intimate parts of his lower body, as if he had been made unconsciously excited, and he couldn't help but whisper, "Yichuan, let her go." "It's like the infinite lingering in the eyes of a man has a kind of magic that doesn't care about a qiē,

As if such a coquettish style made Murong Yichuan boundless happy, he ordered Chu Xia to send Cao Shuyuan back to Ziquan Palace.

At this moment, Murong Yichuan couldn't bear it anymore, and couldn't wait to merge himself with Wanruo,

lingering for a while, although Murong Yichuan is still unsatisfied, it is like a fainting that is almost tortured by him, if it is other women, he can't care about whether the other party can bear his domineering, but the woman under him is his beloved wife, and he gives her domineering while being more gentle. Murong Yichuan has always been a tyrant in the love under the bed, but since he really fell in love with Wanruo, she is his only tenderness, even if he was excessing for Ximen Ruoxuan Murong Yichuan was also excessive, and he did his own thing, let alone other women.