It was already late at night, but General Simon's Mansion was still brightly lit, and everyone was not sleepy. Great literature

Mrs. Simon and Simon Xiaoman sat together in the study of Ximen Donghai, drinking tea while waiting for General Ximen to go to the palace for a banquet.

"General, you're back." At this time, the voice of the maid came from outside the door, and the mother and daughter immediately got up from the chair when they heard the words, and then looked at the door, only to see Ximen Donghai striding in, but it seemed that every step was very heavy, but the heroic face sank like stagnant water, and a pair of tiger eyes sprayed with raging anger, "Donghai, you are still here." "Daddy, you're back," the mother and daughter hurriedly greeted her. Ximen Donghai glanced at the mother and daughter, snorted coldly, and then sat directly in his place, Mrs. Ximen hurriedly lifted the teapot and poured a cup of tea for her husband, "Donghai has a cup of tea." Then he handed the teacup to her husband, Ximen Donghai was really thirsty, so he took the teacup with a gloomy face and drank a few sips, and then slammed the teacup on the table, and the teacup trembled a few times and hung on the ground.

When the mother and daughter saw Ximen Donghai's displeasured face, they knew that something unpleasant must have happened to the palace this time, "Donghai; What is the purpose of the prince letting you go to the banquet? Mrs. Simon looked at her angry husband very cautiously and asked softly.

"Hmph, what's the point, it's not your precious son." Ximen Donghai slapped the table fiercely and said angrily.

The mother and daughter were shocked when they heard this, "Daddy, is my brother really in the palace?" Xiao Man looked at his father with an angry face full of doubts.

Ximen Donghai nodded heavily, "Yes, Ximen Yonghao, this evil son, actually secretly went to the palace to find Leng Rujin, but he happened to be caught by others, Murong Yichuan said that Yonghao went to the palace to assassinate the king, and tonight he specially called Xiao Chengxiang, Zhongli Wenjun, and Chen Taiwei to call over, he wanted to make a big fuss about Yonghao." Great literature, and when I was leaving, Shangguan Tianjue also said that Yonghao had temporarily lost his martial arts, if there was no antidote within two days, he would never have martial arts, no matter whether Yonghao was twisted to the official office or lost his martial arts, this was a big blow to our Ximen family, Murong Yichuan used Yonghao to suppress me, our family is really ruthless, so poisonous! Ximen Donghai was angry and resentful.

"What should we do in the East China Sea? If Yonghao is really sent to the government in the name of assassinating the king, this is not only Yonghao's accident, but our entire Ximen family business will be affected by this, since they did not send Yonghao to the government immediately, it means that there is still room for relaxation, I think the first Murong Yichuan is for the sake of our family Xuanxuan, and there is also to figure out that Guò Yonghao came to your municipal party committee and warned us not to stand on the emperor's side, and there is also to figure out Guò Yonghao's chess piece to get what he wants. Madame Simon regained her composure, and made a careful and detailed analysis of the current drive.

Ximen Donghai nodded in agreement with Madame's meaning, "Then what can I use to get Yonghao back?" Mrs. Simon pondered hard but did not come up with a quid pro quo that could satisfy Murong Yichuan, she knew that Murong Yichuan was a human being, although he was infatuated, he would not be kind to those who were not with him for the sake of his children's private feelings.

Ximen Donghai was also at a loss for this, he racked his brains to think about what Murong Yichuan wanted to get from him, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't have a clue, Ximen Xiaoman saw that his father's eyebrows were locked, she was also thinking about it, her big eyes blinked, and suddenly her eyes flashed like black grapes, and she stood up from the chair in a hurry, "Dad, mother, I know what I can use to exchange my brother back." The husband and wife hurriedly looked at their daughter, Xiao Man came to his father's front and took out a seal letter from the box on one side and put it in his father's hand, "I think King Fu Chitose will be interested in this, you think that although my brother entered the palace at night, he was not assassinated by the king, and there was no very conclusive evidence, he also knew that the emperor and us were of one mind, and with the current strength of the palace, he could not compete with the emperor, so he could only detain my brother first, so as to coerce his son and father, he understood that the martial arts would start immediately, Naturally, we know the significance of martial arts to our family, so we will make a big fuss, and we also know that the palace and the people of the rivers and lakes collude, if we can't satisfy King Fu within two days, what if my brother really has no martial arts, whether it's true or not, we can't gamble on the future of my brother. Simon Xiaoman's analysis of the Tao made the husband and wife look at this seemingly arrogant daughter on weekdays, although Xiaoman seems to be rough on weekdays, but he is also delicate, and has his own unique perspective and analysis in many things.

Ximen Donghai pinched the seal letter and pondered for a long time, "Xiao Man is right, if you have the power of the Cervical Guard, it is like mastering the yellow safety lifeline. ”

"Donghai, do you really want to exchange Yonghao with the seal letter of the Praetorian Guard?" Madame Ximen looked at her husband cautiously, and asked in a soft tone, she knew the severity of this matter, if the palace guards fell into the hands of Murong Yichuan, it would be a great disadvantage for the emperor, but if they did not hand over this right, what about their son Nai.

Ximen Donghai was also in a dilemma at the beginning, but thinking about the Ximen family, he was such a son, and finally put his heart sideways, gritted his steel teeth, and made up his mind, "Take this in exchange, but don't forget that there are still 100,000 troops in the capital, so although the palace guards are important, they are nothing compared to my 100,000 troops. A hint of pride and cunning swept across the gloomy face of Ximen Donghai.

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Murong Yichuan walked out of Huaixuan Pavilion with a new full, at this time it was past the hour, the bright moon was in the sky, and the night was in the dark style.

The moonlight stretched Murong Yichuan's shadow very long, and under the moonlight, he walked slowly towards the direction of Funing Hall with his hands behind his back, while thinking about tonight's events, he thought that Ximen Donghai would definitely use the rights of the Praetorian Guard to exchange his son, but he also understood that it was not enough to master the Praetorian Guard, and this Ximen Donghai still had 100,000 elite soldiers in the capital in his hands, which was also a big heart disease in his heart. The reason why he didn't have it was because there was no conclusive evidence to prove that Ximen catered to the assassination king, mainly because Ximen Yonghao had no motive, and outsiders deserved to be Leng Rujin in his own hands, and he also knew the relationship between Ximen Yonghao and Leng Rujin, plus the emperor was bent on protecting the Ximen family, so he and the emperor might fall out completely, and he did not have the ability to compete with the emperor at present, so he could only use the Huairou policy. Every step Murong Yichuan took was carefully considered, and he would never allow himself to make a wrong step, if he took a wrong step, he might lose all the games, or his vitality would be greatly damaged, so every step must be one hundred and twenty points of caution.

It is like wearing an off-white gauze skirt, long hair casually draped, quietly standing in front of the window and staring at the bright moon outside the window, her face in the moonlight is as bright as the moon, there is no fragrance, I hope that people will last a long time, thousands of miles together, at this time, it seems that I just want to use this moonlight to express my deep thoughts about my daughter Hongyu, fate ruthlessly tricks me to let myself and my daughter not see each other for fifteen years, although these fifteen years are not long, it can be said that it is not short, it is not a distant wait, and the waiting of hope is also a kind of happiness, but this happiness is too bitter.

The door was gently pushed open, and there was a little residual red in the room, and a woman dressed in white with long flowing hair came out of the windowsill, Murong Yichuan walked slowly to the window, and stretched out his hand to slowly hold the person who was worried about the moon in his arms, "Why haven't you slept so late, don't stand for too long when your body is so weak." Holding her, Yi Chuan's heart is warm, no matter how hard and tired he is, but as soon as he arrives at the Funing Hall and sees her and his daughter, he can forget the unhappiness, his heart is soft, warm, and sweet.

As if taking his gaze back from the bright moon, he slowly turned around, gently raised his face and looked at the man in his arms softly, and said softly; "Where can I sleep without you by my side, by the way, what's going on?"

As if relying on himself, Murong Yichuan felt very down-to-earth and satisfied, he gently hugged Wanruo back to the bed, lowered his head and kissed her gently, "It's not early, go to bed first, you don't have to worry about other things, it's all under my control." He didn't want to say too much to her, mainly because he didn't want her to worry with him, although he needed her support and her wisdom, he wouldn't let her work hard for herself until he was forced to.

"You'll stay tonight, don't go." It was as if he grabbed Murong Yichuan's wrist, and his tone exuded a thick squeamishness, with deep expectation flowing in his eyes.

Murong Yichuan has not stayed in Funing Hall until now, mainly to give Wanruo more space to rest at ease, but he has to see her fall asleep every night before leaving. It seems to understand Murong Yichuan's intentions, but he really needs him, he is used to using his arm as his pillow, he is used to snuggling tightly in his arms when he wakes up from a nightmare, he is used to his gentleness, he is used to his care and love, if he is not there, how can he live alone.

Faced with a deep retention, Murong Yichuan was embarrassed, "Okay, I stayed, and I will never leave from now on." Murong Yichuan said affectionately, and then hugged her very tightly and softly, and the fierce and fiery kiss seemed to take away all her breath.