On the way back, Murong Yue kept her head down and pondered what Nangong Qiang had said before, and she didn't notice that Nangong Fusu behind her had been looking at her. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Su Ning..., Murong Yue thought in her heart for a long time, could it be that Nangong Fusu really has someone she likes, so what is she, if he doesn't like herself, what should she do next.

The more Murong Yue thought about it, the more confused her heart became, what kind of person was this Su Ning, and what was her relationship with Nangong Fusu before, did she really want to give up this shortcut.

"Yue'er, don't get me wrong...."Nangong Fusu looked at Murong Yue's unpredictable face, and was actually happy in her heart, does this mean that she still has a status in her heart.

Murong Yue raised her head, her phoenix eyes looked at Nangong Fusu for a moment, she wanted to listen to what he had to say, so that she could determine what she should do next.

"Su Ning is the daughter of Su Zhentian, the protector of the country, Su Zhentian's wife, Mrs. Su, was proficient in the art of Qihuang and once saved my mother's life, but I really have nothing to do with her, Yue'er, you have to believe me." Nangong Fusu was also a little anxious at this time, if Murong Yue really believed that he had something to do with Su Ning, it would be over.

Hearing Nangong Fusu's words, the big stone in Murong Yue's heart fell to the ground slightly, it seems that he really doesn't like this Su Ning very much, but this matter can't be delayed any longer.

"Nangong Fusu, I want to go to the Prince's Mansion." Murong Yue raised her head and said.

"What?" Nangong Fusu asked after a moment's pause.

Murong Yue gritted her teeth, maybe she was indeed anxious, but after a Su Ning, she was scared, afraid that there would be any mistakes in it, and she wanted to sit on the throne as soon as possible.

"I said that I don't want to stay in Baixiao Tower anymore, I want to go to the Prince's Mansion as a hostess." After Murong Yue finished speaking, her phoenix eyes stared at Nangong Fusu, and the hand in her sleeve clenched into a fist.

This wait is undoubtedly the longest and most difficult for Murong Yue, she is now gambling, betting on Nangong Fusu's feelings for her, if she wins, she will be able to ascend to the sky in one step, and if she loses, she will start all over again.

And Nangong Fusu glanced at Murong Yue deeply, and the doubts in his eyes turned into a little starlight, and a low overflowing laugh in his throat said, "Have you thought about it?" went to the Prince's Mansion, and your identity as a hostess can't be taken off in this life. ”

"Hmm....you agree?" Murong Yue nodded subconsciously, and then looked at Nangong Fusu with some surprise and asked.

Nangong Fusu smiled and said: "This is what I want to do the most, since you spoke first, how can I disagree." ”

Murong Yue looked at the affection in Nangong Fusu's eyes, and suddenly didn't dare to look at it directly, she shifted her gaze without a trace, smiled and said, "Actually, I'm joking." ”

"What you say, I never joke, I'll move to the Prince's Mansion tomorrow, so I don't have to run here every day." Nangong Fusu waved his robe and said decisively.

After Chu Yewei returned to the Prince's Mansion, he closed the door, quietly took out the Heding Red he had just bought from his cuffs, and held the porcelain bottle tightly in his hand, Nangong Ye I want you to die....

"Imperial Princess, Imperial Princess, it's time for dinner." Zhilan shouted softly outside.

"Got it." Chu Yewei stuffed the crane top red back into the cuffs, opened the door from the inside, and said with a cold face.

Opening the door, the maids who followed Zhilan with the dishes rushed in, put the food on the table, and then withdrew.

Chu Yewei sat on the chair and was about to pick up the vegetables, when Zhilan behind her spoke: "Imperial Princess, the third prince will be back soon." ”

"What, do you mean that Princess Ben will have to wait for him to come back for dinner?" Chu Yewei said coldly.

"The third prince is your husband, and it stands to reason that you should indeed wait for the third prince." Zhilan nodded and said.

Chu Yewei still had to say something, suddenly remembered the crane top red in his cuffs, nodded and put down his chopsticks, and said with a smile: "Okay, just wait for him." ”

"Zhilan, the weather is cold these days, you go and tell the kitchen to boil some ginger soup for the third prince." Chu Yewei raised her eyebrows and said.

Zhilan glanced at Chu Yewei with some surprise, why is the imperial concubine like a different person today, she didn't have a good face when she mentioned the third prince before, but today she even ordered the kitchen to boil ginger soup.

Seeing that she didn't move, Chu Yewei raised her voice a little more and said, "What, didn't you hear it?" ”

"Yes, slave and maid will go." Zhilan nodded and hurriedly retreated.

The door was closed, and Chu Yewei took out the crane top red from his cuffs, opened the red ginseng and snow clam soup in the middle, poured it in, stirred it with a spoon, and then put it down.

After doing all this, Chu Yewei took a deep breath, a smile rose on the corner of her lips, and she couldn't stop the joy in her heart when she thought of the picture of Nangong Ye's poisoning and tragic death.

At this time, it was already a little dark, Nangong Ye thought about what his father said to him in the study today, and his heart was filled with excitement, if he could really find a way to bring down the prince this time, then his father might be happy to give him this position, but what should he do......

"Your Highness...."

As soon as Nangong Ye walked to the corridor, a man in black suddenly appeared and whispered in his ear, making the corners of his mouth, which was still smiling, become fierce.

Nangong Ye strode directly towards Chu Yewei's house, and when he arrived at the door, he happened to meet Zhilan with ginger soup, Zhilan hurriedly saluted and said: "See Your Highness, this is the imperial concubine specially instructed the kitchen to boil ginger soup for Your Highness." ”

"Really?" Nangong Ye looked at it coldly, said with a sneer, and then pushed open the door and walked towards the house.

Zhilan blinked her eyes and stopped talking, Her Highness didn't seem to be in a good mood today, she followed her into the room, put the ginger soup on the table, and then stood aside.

Chu Yewei saw Nangong Ye walk in, and said, "Your Highness is back, I ordered Zhilan to boil ginger soup, you can drink some." ”

"No need, let's just eat." Nangong Ye took off his coat and sat on the main seat and said.

Zhilan picked up the chopsticks and was about to cook vegetables for Nangong Ye, but was stopped, Nangong Ye looked at Chu Yewei coldly and said, "You come to make vegetables for this prince." ”

“.… Good. Chu Yewei didn't want to get up, but thinking that he would die in a while, he nodded and stood up to pick up vegetables for Nangong Ye.

Halfway through the cloth, Nangong Ye glanced at the dishes on the plate, shook his head and said, "This prince wants to drink soup." ”

Chu Yewei paused, nodded, picked up the spoon and steadily filled a bowl of ginseng soup into Nangong Ye's bowl and handed it to Nangong Ye.

"You taste it first, this prince is afraid of being hot." Nangong Ye raised his eyebrows and looked at Chu Yewei and said.

Chu Yewei said suspiciously: "This soup has been sitting for a long time, the temperature is just right, how can it be hot?" ”

Nangong Ye's eyes contained a monstrous anger, and he said half-loudly: "If the prince asks you to drink it, you will drink it, if you don't drink it, is it possible that you have been poisoned?" ”

"No, how could I have poisoned it." When Chu Yewei heard Nangong Ye's words, she almost threw the bowl in her hand, she stabilized her mind and shook her head loudly and said.

"Since you don't have it, drink it." Nangong Ye stared at Chu Yewei's movements and spoke.

Chu Yewei took a deep breath, frowned and looked at the bowl of soup in his hand, since he couldn't kill Nangong Ye, his own death could be regarded as a relief.

Thinking of this, Chu Yewei nodded and said, "I'll drink." ”

Nangong Ye raised his eyebrows noncommittally, he didn't believe that this Chu Yewei could really drink it, but to his surprise, she didn't hesitate at all, and directly put the soup in her mouth with a bowl.