After Murong Yichuan instructed the maids to remove the remnants of the seat, he ordered the maids to make a pot of weak tea and put it on the high table in the bedroom. Great literature

Murong Yichuan walked into the bedroom as if he were walking, of course, the bedroom here has no way to compare with the palace of the capital, the room is not too spacious, there is a big bed on the red brick floor, a bow and a decorative sword are hung on the wall, the yellow curtain is slightly rolled, there is a large cabinet diagonally opposite the bed, which should be used for clothes, and there are a few boxes next to the cabinet, as if he recognized that those boxes were brought out by King Fu from the capital. Next to the bed was a yellow table with a teapot and bowl, a spittoon, and a few lights that were on, and a table similar to a desk in the corner not far away, with pen, ink, paper, inkstones, and a few books on the table.

Murong Yichuan sat on the bed as if they were talking, when they suddenly heard someone knocking on the door, King Fu said in his heart that this person is really not lifting, when to come is not good to deceive this time, it is really disappointing. Murong Yichuan thought so, so he didn't plan to take care of the person outside the door, but the person was still knocking on the door persistently.

"Who's out there?" As if seeing that Murong Yichuan had been silent, she couldn't help it, so she said to the outsider, Murong Yichuan glared at her. Great literature

As soon as the words fell, a deep and deep man's voice came from outside the door; "The prince, the princess, is a subordinate." The two of them heard it at once, it was none other than Shangguan Tianjue.

Although Murong Yichuan didn't want anyone to disturb them, he felt that there must be something important when Tianjue came at this time, so he said to outsiders; "Come in." Immediately afterwards, Shangguan Tianjue pushed the door and walked into the room, and King Fu said to Wanruo; "You wait here for me first, I guess there is something important, I'll go back when I go." She nodded softly.

Murong Yichuan walked out of the bedroom, and saw Shangguan Tianjue standing in the hall, he hurriedly bowed to King Fu; "Subordinates should be damned, disturb the prince and princess." Although King Fu was unhappy in his heart, the person who came was not an outsider after all, so he didn't say anything.

"Heaven is absolute; Did General Zhou send some battle report? "Zhou Dawei's conquest of Nanyue has been more than a month, just started to eat a few defeats, and then came to victory, has been a frequent success, this Nangong is about to play, push the door thought that the emperor Tiande will support himself, but who knows that the emperor did not have any action, but met a special Zhou Dawei who is good at fighting, he was able to retreat from defeat, several times to the court players, but the emperor has always been unmoved, the emperor since the moment he saw Zhongli Wenjun knew that he could not continue to collude with Nanyue, Therefore, he secretly killed the messenger of South Vietnam, so that no one knew it. Great literature

Shangguan Tianjue shook his head, then took out a letter from his arms and handed it to King Fu; "Chitose; This is written by Ping'er to you, something has happened recently, maybe the princess has come thousands of miles to find you, and it has something to do with these things. Shangguan Tianjue had already learned the root cause of the matter from the letter Ping'er wrote to herself, she was sad for Wanruo, and she was even more afraid of King Fu's reaction after knowing the truth, he thought that King Fu could ignore it the first time, but the second time, after all, he was not a tolerant person emotionally, although it was not Wanruo's fault, but Tianjue's heart was hanging.

After Murong Yichuan took the letter, he hurriedly tore open the envelope, then took out the letter bag, sat under the lamp and unfolded the letter and looked at it seriously, while looking at his brows began to wrinkle, but his hands were trembling unconsciously, and the expression on his face became more and more ugly, Shangguan Tianjue had been standing aside and quietly looking at King Fu's face, he saw that King Fu's face was getting more and more ugly, and his heart was also entangled.

Finally, Murong Yichuan finished reading the letter, and then crumpled the letter into a ball, and with a shake of his hand, the ball happened to fall in the brazier not far away, with the help of the light, Shangguan Tianjue saw the anger in King Fu's eyes, as well as the green tendons that jumped on his forehead, his two fists clenched, and he really wanted to smash the one in front of him at once, but he still forced this impulse, he was afraid that the sound he consciously made would disturb the people in the Dao room.

At this moment, the hatred of the emperor in King Fu's heart increased a little, the more he hated the emperor, the more guilty he felt, these two times he was not by her side, this time if he didn't consciously make preparations and arrangements in advance, maybe he would have completely fallen into the tiger's mouth again, and once again be desecrated by that beast to desecrate her flawless body and her soul, thinking of this Murong Yichuan's heart will ache, it will hurt.

Shangguan Tianjue saw King Fu's angry and painful face, and he lowered his voice; "Chitose; Calm anger, you must not be impatient, a gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late. “

King Fu nodded, and then said weakly; "Heaven is absolute; You go out first, there's something we're talking about tomorrow. ”

Shangguan Tianjue agreed, and then hurriedly got up and left.

The room was quiet, quietly dropping a sword that I could hear, Murong Yichuan paced back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, and the shadow of the lamp stretched his shadow very long, long, long.

Finally, Murong Yichuan finally took a step towards the back room, but he felt that every step was a little difficult, and he didn't know how to face it? Don't know what to do? However, after all, I still have to face it, I must protect her well, and I must not let such a nightmare repeat again, absolutely not! Murong Yichuan walked into the bedroom with heavy steps, and then saw that she was sitting quietly on the edge of the bed looking at herself, as if she noticed that Murong Yichuan's face was particularly bad, her heart thumped suddenly, and she vaguely felt a kind of content that she was most unwilling to feel, but she knew that she had to face it after all? , she is really afraid, afraid of being disliked by him, but even if she is not disliked by him, how should she face this qiē in the future, how should she face the emperor? How to deal with your former good sisters? Thinking about these like hearts hurts like pins and needles.