Murong Qingfan knew Duanmu Li, which was the same as the Duanmu Li that people in this country knew, but it was different.

Because he also knew Han Yu, the Han Yu he knew was different from the Han Yu that Duanmu Li knew.

Yesterday, a little eunuch gave himself a crimson elixir, saying that the emperor gave it to him, and then smiled at him regretfully, nothing more than pity or something, and then sighed and left.

Is this what I want to do? Murong Qingfan put the crimson pill in his palm and stared at it for an hour, not knowing what he was thinking, but finally he smiled, and then clenched it.

Can't help it? Murong Qingfan sighed in his heart, and then began to choose a place to die. This palace cage, can you leave? But why, is it a matter of liberation that is a little unwilling in my heart? A white-clothed young man stroking the piano haunted his heart again and again, making his heart, which had long been numb, also feel a kind of decisive rippling of killing.

The prince, who has not received any attention since birth, has now become one of the three princes who can be called the top in Ruihua. He is the fifth prince, but after the second brother mistakenly called him the third emperor's brother, he became the so-called third prince of Ruihua. The two "elder brothers" after the second prince have never been noticed, from the time they were alive to the time they left.

Holding the elixir, he quietly left alone and hid in the deserted garden next to the house. Even if you suffer or die here, you won't cause trouble to others, right...... Although the people who served him in the palace, from his grandmother to the attendants, secretly looked down on him, all of them were the eyeliner arranged by the second prince, but after all, he was also the person who accompanied him.

But it wasn't until he took the medicine today that he realized that he was too naïve! The pain like scraping his bones inch by inch made him bite his lip hard to stop snorting, but the itching sensation in his throat still made him cough uncontrollably, and the dark blood was viscous.

…… This, not poison? Although his body hurt to death, his heart was suddenly as transparent as a mirror. The blood spit out like this is more like the poisonous blood in your own body, and it is faintly comfortable in the deepest part of the pain, but it is immediately overwhelmed by greater pain. Keep vomiting blood, even if it's an antidote? This feeling of his life force slowly passing away made him better than just die.

Life and death are things he doesn't want to think about. At this time, he had the illusion that the young man in white came against the light, with a pity in his eyes that was unfamiliar to him.

"What's wrong with you? If you cough up blood like this, you may die. And looking at this, you're poisoned, right? ”

"It's beautiful, hasn't anyone said you're beautiful?"

"I'm Han Yu, your master."

Just when he decided to give up on himself, someone pulled him up.

Han Yu, no, it's Master.

Qin Muyu slowly walked in front, waiting for the stubborn young man to follow her pace with a slight stagger, and his coughing voice was suppressed to a minimum. Qin Muyu suddenly felt that he understood this young man's three points. In such a fragile and pale body, there is a stubborn and unyielding soul.

"Alas......"

A mistaken god bumped into a person dressed as a maid, although the clothes were simple, but the appearance was also beautiful. Just hit it gently, but the maid was about to fall down after an exclamation, Qin Muyu quickly pulled the maid's little hand with one hand, and pulled her up again, and the maid gently stuck to Qin Muyu's chest, with a shocked face.

Qin Muyu is funny, this maid is obviously deliberately hitting her, and now she is sticking it to herself, I don't know what this maid is thinking, she has lived in vain for so many years. I just don't know whose signal this is? Otherwise, a maid is so bold?

"Girl, are you alright?"

"Childe...... Slave, slave is fine~"

The shy voice made Qin Muyu react immediately.

Goosebumps rose in response, Qin Muyu pulled the maid out of his arms, and retreated in style.

"Since it's okay, let's get up."

The voice was still as clear as the boy, but the maid clearly heard a little dissatisfaction from it. She looked up timidly, just in front of the young man's eyes looking at her, with a faint sarcasm in them, without mercy.

The maid blushed at first, for Qin Muyu's beautiful appearance. After that, her eyes were red, she had never been ignored and ridiculed like this. Although the young man in front of him acted respectfully, the look in his eyes was not disguised at all...... Like, it's like she's a woman who shamelessly pounces on him.

"Gongzi Xie, Gongzi ...... entered the palace today"

"Who made you so big and small?" Before he finished speaking, Qin Muyu's patience ran out, and he asked directly, "The third prince is still standing here, don't you know how to salute the prince as a maid?" That's how the rules of the Ruihua royal family are?! ”

The maid's eyes were even redder, and finally her little feet stomped and cried directly, and she was also slurring when she spoke.

"Slave maid...... Slaves... Slaves are just ......"

"You know you're a slave, and you don't kneel down?! Why, do you want Ben Gongzi to teach you?! ”

The maid looked up at Qin Muyu, whose eyebrows were already wrinkled, and knelt down in front of Murong Qingfan with a puff of her lips, "The slave knows her mistake, the slave has seen the third prince." ”

Murong Qingfan suppressed his cough, looked at the kneeling maid and frowned slightly, then nodded, and was just about to speak, but was stopped by Qin Muyu, who had been watching.

"If you know you're wrong, then kneel. It's a good day, when we'll be back, when you'll get up again. If you get up on your own, my son doesn't mind teaching you the royal rules for your master and the third prince, otherwise a maid like you will lose my Ruihua's face and mess up my Ruihua's dignity. ”

After speaking, regardless of the trembling maid who knelt on the ground and didn't know whether she was angry or afraid, Qin Muyu raised her feet and left, but the pace was very curtain. When Murong Qingfan followed her steps to the maid's side, Qin Muyu lowered his voice and smiled,

"No matter who sent you, just kneel here all the time and give your master a long face."

"The slave knows what is wrong."

Knowing that it was useless to beg for mercy, the maid also quieted down.

Qin Muyu took Murong Qingfan away, but his brows were furrowed deeper and deeper, with a faint anger.

"Master, why are you angry? It's an apprentice, and I don't have a status, so a maid in the palace can casually contradict the master, you......"

Murong Qingfan's voice was still hoarse like that of a young man's voice changer, but the chagrin in his tone was still not reduced at all...... Qin Muyu sighed, and finally turned his head,

"It's not you that I'm angry, it's the disrespect that this palace people have for you. A slave can be pressed on the head of the master!? You don't kneel when you see your master?! How do you usually get bullied by these people?! These things! ”

The more he talked, the more angry he became, Qin Muyu felt uncomfortable when he thought that this fragile young man didn't know how much he had suffered in this palace. It's not that she hasn't been bullied, and she has survived the hard life step by step, but who can bear to bully him in front of such a beautiful and fragile teenager? ! Seeing that he would rather hide alone and cough up blood than stay in his own bedroom, the behavior of the maids and grandmothers beside him is also a little known.

It seems that after the poison is cleared, the first thing to deal with is these bold palace people. Otherwise, it would really turn them back.

Murong Qingfan's heart warmed, and he coughed uncontrollably, but the corners of his mouth were smiling.

Someone cares about the feeling, so warm.

Before they knew it, the two of them had walked in front of a row of bamboo forests. In the sassy autumn wind, the emerald green master makes people suddenly enter summer. The bamboo forest is a barrier that intercepts the footsteps of visitors, and the key is only held in the hands of two people.

Qin Muyu stood in front of the bamboo forest, looking at the bamboo forest that was no different from Duanmu Mansion, and the thought in his heart turned around, but he couldn't take a single step.

When I didn't see him, I thought everything was easy to say, but now that I know that he is inside, I suddenly have a panic.

Affectionate and timid. Qin Muyu naturally understood, she just didn't understand when she was right to Duanmu Li...... Also in love?

Qin Chuyan and Xue Candle did not hide their love for her, one did not die for her, the other did her best for her, her heart was not made of iron without fluctuation, and she slowly accepted Xue Candle in her heart in getting along. Qin Muyu knows how good they are to themselves, and they also know how to be grateful. Although she didn't know what kind of emotion love was, and although she also knew that she didn't care about Xue Candle and Qin Chuyan, she still secretly decided to try to accept Xue Candle in her heart.

Ethics the world says, she doesn't care at all. She knew, and the man didn't care.

A heart is so big, but they all want it, then it can only be divided into several petals, if anyone can't bear it, they can leave.

Before entering the palace, Qin Muyu told Qin Chuyan and Xue Candle her thoughts, and she felt that Brother Yan, who was most sorry, had acquiesced, and Xue Candle was even more excited. It is no exaggeration to say that Qin Muyu has never seen Xue Candle smile so much since he saw Xue Candle...... Rippling...... His eyes narrowed with a smile.

The relationship between the three of them is tentative, she knows that this is a relationship that is stepping on a tightrope, and she doesn't know when she will return to the fragile disconnection, and it depends on who can't support it first. But unlike her pessimistic view, Xue Zhu is optimistic.

"As long as the little guy can accept me, I can make you even more inseparable from me."

From beginning to end, Qin Chuyan didn't say a word except for nodding his head, which made Qin Muyu's heart dull and dull. I'm sorry, Brother Yan, Yu'er is too selfish.

And what about Duanmuli? Qin Muyu didn't know how to face him. Duanmu Li's feelings for her, she finally understood, but if she understood, she understood, how could she accept it with Brother Yan and Xue Zhu?

Murong Qingfan could feel the mood fluctuations of the young man in front of him, and even more so, he could feel his hesitation. He was afraid that he was moved by the man inside, but he didn't know it yet.

When Ruihua made a big move, the ambiguity between Han Yu and Duanmu Li was already known to the world. Although he hated the broken sleeves the most, Murong Qingfan also had to admit that Han Yu had a beauty that crossed genders, and people only wanted to give her the best, and only the best deserved to stand by his side.

That Duanmu Li is also a good one.

"Master, if you don't want to go in, then don't go in. I'm fine......" The last cough was held alive in his throat, and Murong Qingfan knew that this sentence could achieve the effect he wanted.

Sure enough, Qin Muyu looked at Murong Qingfan, who was already like a withering flower, and secretly sighed, just as he wanted to pass on his luck, a path suddenly appeared in the dense bamboo forest.

Qin Muyu's eyes couldn't help but cast his eyes on the bamboo road that was as quiet as the old one, and he didn't know where it was going with twists and turns. What walked out of it was not the cold man in white, but a tall man with a scar on his face like the first time he came to Duanmu Mansion, his eyes were like eagle falcons, and at this time there was a kind of dark thing that was suppressed and precipitated.

"Mr. Toru."

Walking straight towards him, Qin Muyu beckoned. Che looked at her, and then looked at Murong Qingfan, whose right hand was full of dirty blood behind her, without a trace, his sharp gaze froze, and he unconsciously spoke,

"Why didn't you take him to Duanmu Li? Blood is spitting up like this, isn't it good to kill people alive?! ”

Qin Muyu nodded, stretched out his hand and took Murong Qingfan's hand and was about to go inside. Human life is at stake, she is still a first-time teacher, no matter how she says, she has to solve Murong Qingfan's problem first.

Murong Qingfan sensitively noticed the glance that looked at him thoroughly, and he was puzzled by the irritable concern in him, but this doubt disappeared when Qin Muyu's soft little hand took his left hand.

He...... Hold me. In an instant, this thought in Murong Qingfan's heart continued to expand, and the hand was small, with a thin cocoon on the fingertips, but it was still incredibly soft. The scent of peach blossoms that seemed to be beginning to linger on the tip of his nose again seemed to drain all his strength, making his already soft steps even more staggering.

It's just that his mind is rippling, but it makes Toru who has been paying attention to him tighten his brows. This kid just went in, Duanmu Liruo ...... Alas, it's better not to let him in, his body can't withstand Duanmu Li's blow.

"Little one, leave him behind, and you can go in by yourself."

When Qin Muyu had already walked in front of the bamboo forest, Che spoke, "Duanmu Li is drunk, you go over and see him." After speaking, he received again, "The method of detoxification, you should ask him well, otherwise he is now drunk and dreaming of death, I am afraid that he can cure people alive." If he is killed, that guy will not feel a little guilty. ”

Qin Muyu thought about it, turned his head and looked through,

"The third prince is my apprentice."

The warning in Qin Muyu's eyes was about to come out, and Che sneered, with undisguised disdain on his ugly face,

"What will I do with him? If I treat you, a precious apprentice, Duanmu Li will not make trouble and I will not be at peace? Go ahead. ”

Qin Muyu glanced at him deeply, and after making sure that he was not joking, he thought for a while, said a few words to Murong Qingfan, and then turned around and walked in. She didn't feel it herself, although she didn't care on her face, but her pace was unconsciously getting faster and faster.

If you say you don't care, who will believe it?

The joy in Murong Qingfan's heart because of the sentence "You precious apprentice" faded away as Qin Muyu went away, and the young man's face became even paler, but his fists couldn't help clenching, as if he wanted to grasp something that he couldn't grasp.

"Don't get carried away by things you shouldn't." Toru still said in a low voice, like a warning, only he understood the complexity and emotion in his heart,

"I hope you can see clearly, that's just Master, not caring."

Murong Qingfan's hand clenched tighter, so tight that his nails pierced his palm.

After a long time, he nodded slightly.

On the other hand, Qin Muyu walked through the winding bamboo path, and the sight was a bamboo forest and a peach blossom in front of the bamboo forest.

Everything is like a dream. It's just that this is not the palace, but the backyard of Duanmu Mansion, the place that only belongs to one man.

Duanmu Li drunk? Duanmu Li's own peach blossom drunk is already a rare good wine in the world, others get drunk when they hear it, but he uses it as water to drink a thousand cups and is not drunk. Is Duanmu Li drunk like this? …… He, how much did he drink?

As if someone was guiding her, she walked straight to the bedroom in the bamboo house, and sure enough, she saw a figure with black hair scattered on the couch.

Before she could get inside, she was dizzy from the rush of alcohol. It's not the floral fragrance of peach blossoms, but the smell of burning knife spirits in the liquor store, which is incompatible with Duanmu Li.

After thinking about it, Duanmu Li had told himself that he didn't drink anything other than peach blossoms, but at this time, he ......

I can't say what it's like, Qin Muyu leaned over and wanted to wake up this person who seemed to be asleep, but before he got close, he was directly pulled to the bed by a strong force. Then a poked lips full of wine, Qin Muyu frowned slightly, and struggled hard, sure enough, she still couldn't break free as always, but she was full of disgust for such an inexplicably forced kiss.

"Duanmu Li, wake me up!" Don't look over, she shouted.

“%……&*！ - Duanmu Li muttered something, his voice cold with a burning heat, and his breath went straight to her face, tickling.

Can Duanmu Li speak like his flute is incomprehensible......

Duanmu Li groped with one hand on Qin Muyu's face, as if he wanted to prove something, and at the same time, his face was also very close, Duanmu Li, who had been squinting and speaking, seemed to see her clearly, but he still stubbornly ...... Know who the person in front of you is.

"Duanmu Li!" Qin Muyu couldn't bear to be hairy, she didn't like Duanmu Li's appearance, she didn't look like him at all. It was as if someone else was teasing her, Qin Muyu couldn't accept it.

Qin Muyu took down Duanmu Li's hand that was groping on her face, but when she saw his appearance, she was suddenly stunned and almost cried,

"Duanmu Li, how did you become like this......"

The man she pushed away still had a calm face, and the hand that had been taken away stubbornly touched it back. The voice was much clearer, Qin Muyu could hear it clearly, he kept saying,

"Xiaoyu, is it Xiaoyu? Xiaoyu, are you back? ”