Simple and neat, without hesitation at all, this is the Son of Heaven, kill and take away, not to be bullied.

The prince's eyelids jumped and he hurriedly lowered his head, "Yes!" ”

Mu Beichen did not express any dissatisfaction, including the emperor's disposition of the forbidden army after he should have asked his opinion first, but now that the family has made a decision, he didn't speak, but stood there without caring about himself.

King Duan's eyes flashed, and he said tentatively: "Father, the forbidden army is now in the hands of the third brother, and it may not be convenient for the criminal department to investigate, isn't it ......?"

The emperor's crown in front of him moved, and a fine light shot out of the gap and fell directly on Duanwang, that gaze was substantial, elite and dialytic, as if he could look directly into his heart, and see his careful thinking clearly, so that Duanwang shuddered, and a layer of cold sweat leached out of his back, and he lowered his eyes to look at the ground, not daring to look at each other.

He wanted to remind the emperor that Mu Beichen was also a suspicious person, and he couldn't let it go in vain, and he should be investigated, and it would be better if the forbidden army could return to him because of this.

After a long time, the emperor slowly spoke: "King Jing cooperates with the criminal department." ”

"The retainers obey." Mu Beichen clenched his hands into fists and raised them above his head in response.

The emperor sent the crown prince and King Duan away, and when the two were about to cross the threshold of the palace gate, they suddenly said again: "When the matter is over, the prince will go to the Ministry of Rites." ”

The prince seemed to be suddenly poured a basin of cold water on the top of his head, a beam of sunlight came over, his eyes were suddenly illuminated, and he was in a trance, behind him was the cold and dreary cold air in the hall, and the front of him was covered by the warm sun, and he didn't know whether it was more warm or cold more penetrating the limbs.

After all, the emperor was still disappointed in him, and asked him to go to the Ministry of Rites, a place that only makes people think of festivals and sacrifices, how can he show his skills and make a difference, not to mention the struggle for military power.

Although he was made the crown prince, there was King Duan eyeing him in the past, and now there is King Jing who is unwilling to be a man, he does not take advantage of the power to seize more power, how can he have the leisure of self-cultivation.

Thousands of thoughts surged in his mind, and in the blink of an eye, the prince quickly straightened his back, turned around slowly, and bowed respectfully, staring at the little dust stained when he knelt on the hem of his clothes, and his voice was stable and could not hide a trace of hoarseness: "Son, obey the order!" ”

Duanwang's narrow eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth outlined a happy sarcastic smile, and he took the lead in stepping out of the hall.

The emperor sat in the position, he looked down high, as if standing in the heavenly court looking down on all beings, after the door of the temple opened, the light suddenly lit up, the face was dyed by the shaking crown seal with a trace of floating darkness, the bottom of the eyes was deep and unpredictable, as if not seeing the bottom, the flow of light and shadow, or could not help but reveal a disappointment.

The prince he set was more than generous, the means were not decisive enough, he hesitated more and was less ruthless, he gave benevolent government to the monarch and set an example for the people, in order to have a long-term society and the peace of the country and the people, but the prince forgot that the superior should also be decisive and decisive, and he should not be soft when he should shoot, and would rather kill by mistake than leave trouble.

At this point, the crown prince is far from enough.

This time, letting the prince go to the Ministry of Rites can be regarded as a lesson for him, so that instead of spending time on courtiers, he should think about how to be the first thing to be a monarch.

In this way, there are a few Duanwang here, and it is good to spur the prince, and if there is a crisis in his heart, he can sharpen the appearance of the future worthy of the Son of Heaven.

Thinking of King Duan, the emperor couldn't help but feel a little regretful, this son has all the means and abilities, but he lacks a benevolent heart and has no bearing to keep the world in mind.

Thinking of this, the emperor's eyes fell on Mu Beichen, who was standing alone in the hall, the four-clawed silver python on the dark brocade robe went around his waist, poked out from his chest, and the sleeves were pressed with moire, his body was like a green bamboo, clear and clear without losing his bones, and the independent side became a scenery by himself, his face was indifferent, his eyes were clear and clear, and it seemed to be a barren, he couldn't see any emotion, quiet and introverted, and faintly exuded a terrifying deterrent that people dare not look at directly.

The emperor's eyebrows were pressed together, a faint light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and his fingers moved in his fists, looking at Mu Beichen, but he spoke to Liu Kai, "Pass Rongruo." ”

After getting up early in the morning, Rong Ruo first went to check Concubine Jin's pulse, and then re-prescribed a prescription according to her physical recovery.

Mama Lu waited in the dormitory, and waited for Rong Ruo to take the handwritten paper in her hand before asking, "How is Niangniang's health?" ”

Rong Ruo stood up, packed up the medicine box, and then replied: "Take this recipe for three days, try the situation and then see if you need to change the prescription, Niangniang's body has been worn out too much in recent years, and it is unlikely that she will recover completely. ”

When Mama Lu heard this, her cloudy eyes lit up instantly, she looked at Concubine Jin who was leaning on the head of the bed with her eyes closed, she had mixed feelings, and almost burst into tears, she had been by Concubine Jin's side for so many years, only she knew how difficult it was for Concubine Jin.

Shu Qing personally sent Rong Ruo out of Concubine Jin's bedroom, and Rong Ruo politely refused her kindness to send her back, turned around, and walked towards the outside of Mingyue Palace.

As soon as he left the palace gate, the sound of hurried footsteps came from behind him, accompanied by a panting shout.

"Miss Yung... Appearance... Girl, please wait. ”

Rong Ruo's footsteps stopped, a pair of sparse eyebrows and eyes came into his eyes unexpectedly, the corners of his mouth were hooked, and his clear face smiled lightly: "Something?" ”

Yue Gui blessed her body, and after taking a breath, she said enthusiastically: "Mama Lu said that Miss Rong may not be familiar with the road in the palace, I am afraid that you got lost and accidentally entered an inappropriate place, so let the slave maid serve you." ”

Rong Ruo's eyes flashed, but he didn't say no, his sleeves fluttered, and he said lightly: "Let's go." ”

After entering the winter, the weather was cold day by day, when Rong Ruo entered the Jingwang Mansion from Baimei Villa, there were only two sets of clothes, and later I didn't know whether it was Mu Beichen's meaning or the handwriting of the all-round housekeeper Ouyang Xiyue, but I bought her several sets, all year round, and the colors were mostly bright, which was not very pleasing to Rong Ruo.

So when she entered the palace, Banxia prepared several sets for her, and in the end she only brought two regular clothes, a light blue vibrating waist support skirt, a gold silk thin smoke and green pattern floral hazy moon shirt, and the other was a jasmine wide-sleeved placket in water fu-color, and a pleated skirt with scattered flowers and water mist and green grass.

It's just that it's thin in the end, and the coolness in the early morning air spreads in from the neckline, and the spirit shiveres, and closes the neckline on his clothes, and his plain white fingertips are as cold as ice.

"Miss Rong, it's foggy and cold in the morning, why don't you go back and add a piece of clothing before coming out." Yuegui was very careful, although she couldn't understand Mama Lu's attitude towards Rong Ruo, but Rong Ruo's identity was there, and it was always right to serve well.

Rong Ruodai frowned slightly, she originally came out for a casual walk, it was best to go to a crowded place to listen to the corner of the wall, to see how the Ye family's case is progressing, if there is a rumor, there will always be some rumors in the palace.

Now that I have walked into the garden, if I go back, I may be suspicious again, so I simply find a sheltered pavilion to sit for a while.

After thinking about it for a while, Rong Ruo said to Yuegui: "Anyway, it's all out, it's too troublesome to go back, so let's go and help me pick up the cloak and come over, and I'll wait for you in the pavilion in front." ”

Slender jade pointed forward, the southeast corner of the garden just has a pavilion sitting, leaning on a piece of green bamboo, next to a pond, in summer, full of lotus flowers, the wind blows green bamboo, it should be a windy and elegant place.

"But ......" Yue Gui frowned, just about to say something, as soon as she raised her eyebrows to Shang Rong Ruo's innocent and sparse gaze, somehow, she didn't dare to refute it anymore, and bowed her head and said, "Yes, Miss Rong, please wait a moment." ”

"Hmm." Rong Ruo responded calmly and walked forward by himself.

Yuegui moved her lips, and left a sentence uncomfortably before leaving: "It's cold outside, please wait in the pavilion, and the slave will come when she goes." ”

Rong Ruo walked a few steps, was about to enter the pavilion, but the afterglow swept a fluttering green shadow, paused, walked quickly towards the shadow, and when he got closer, he saw a messy grass blown by the wind in the corner of the west wall, bare on top of a leaf, the leaf has jagged, a blood-red line in the middle separates the leaf into two petals, the leaf surface is dark green, spreading outward from the center and gradually fading, to the edge is translucent.

Rong Ruo squatted down and picked the only leaf with his fingertips, the back was actually dark purple, and it was covered with blood-red veins, making a feather-like split.

"Tsk, I didn't expect that there was such a cold ice arrow grass hidden in the inner courtyard of the palace, and it happened that I was blindly lacking this, so I accepted you today." Rong Ruo raised his red lips, and his eyes shone brightly, as bright as a clear spring under the full moon.

Satisfied, he dug up the herbs by the roots, wrapped them in silk and put them in his sleeve pockets, and just got up and was about to leave, when a thin whimper came from the wind.

Rong Ruo listened carefully, it was not her hallucination.

Separated by a wall, the thin palace maid curled up in the corner, buried her head in her knees, even if she was crying, she endured it, and did not dare to make too much noise, only fine, intermittent whimpering uncontrollably leaked out of her fingers.

Rong Ruo's footsteps woke her up, the palace maid raised her head, a immature face looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, her face was full of tears, a few strands of hair in her ears were finely attached to her face, her eyes were washed by water, clear and bright, and her round face was like a silver moon plate, which was full of panic at the moment.

In the corner of the garden, there is a round table and stone bench, on which Rong Ruo sits, bowing his head and concentrating on his hands.

"Ahh

Rong Ruoqing looked over with cold eyes, "It hurts?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay, it doesn't hurt......" the person on the other side bit his lip and said timidly.

"Shout out if it hurts, you're not a man, don't be afraid of being embarrassed." Rong Ruo shook her head in her heart, she didn't mean to be nosy, but when she saw this girl the same size as Banxia just now, her heart softened.

Looking down again, the clear eyes clearly reflected the criss-crossing scars on the girl's arms, which had bright red new wounds, more dark brown marks, obviously old wounds.

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