Chapter Ninety-Nine: Reflection

"Seventh brother, what are your plans?" Looking at Murong Xuanjue's current appearance, Murong Zhaoyang thought for a while and asked, the crown princess must be abolished, but how to abolish it is a big problem, after all, the crown princess has the eldest son of the East Palace, and the prince has been married for eight years, and the only Xiao Langjun in the East Palace is for this Xiao Langjun, and he must be cautious about the deposition of the crown princess.

Murong Xuanjue paused when he heard this, and said heavily: "It's not easy to do, because An'er, I have to give the Yang family some decency, but I really dislike her now, Zhaoyang, you say, it's good to send her back to Chang'an because she is seriously ill?" ”

"Seventh brother, it is feasible to be seriously ill, but, seventh brother, the time is not right, we have only been out of Chang'an for two days, even if we whitewash the peace, we have to look better on the face, take her for a while, let everyone look better on the face!" Regarding Murong Xuanjue's words, Murong Zhaoyang agreed, but things still need to be done more thoroughly, but what to do, Murong Xuanjue has to make this decision himself.

Glancing at Murong Xuanjue, Murong Zhaoyang sighed helplessly, this prince is indeed generous, but as a prince and the prince of a country, it is not enough to be lenient in case of trouble, Murong Zhaoyang knows that Murong Xuanjue has a decisive side in his bones, but this side is not known to outsiders!

"Seventh brother, whether it is the prince or the concubine, it is said that it is about the country, but in the final analysis, it is still a royal family matter, and there are still gains and losses in this entanglement, please think about it carefully." After saying this, Murong Zhaoyang stopped talking, after all, there is a difference between intimacy and intimacy, not to mention that there is also the East Palace in the palace city, which is what Murong Zhaoyang and the Chen Wangfu are most unwilling to mix!

The imperial doctor decocted the medicine and sent it in person, Murong Zhaoyang watched Murong Xuanjue take the medicine, arranged for someone to guard the prince's sleeping tent, looked at Murong Xuanjue's still extremely ugly face, sighed invisibly and said: "Seventh brother, rest first, don't be in a hurry tomorrow, rest here for a day!" ”

"No, Zhaoyang will be on the road as planned tomorrow, I'm fine, don't worry!"

Seeing the stiff smile that Murong Xuanjue had squeezed out of his face, Murong Zhaoyang paused for a moment and replied helplessly: "Okay, listen to Seventh Brother, Seventh Brother still have a good rest, don't think too much about it first, things are not so bad that they are irreparable!" ”

After speaking, Murong Zhaoyang bowed to Murong Xuanjue, and then strode out of the sleeping tent with his guards, and in the night, Murong Zhaoyang sighed and said to Liu Yi who was following him: "Arrange someone to protect the crown princess tonight, and when the prince calms down tomorrow, we will withdraw our people!" ”

Returning to the sleeping tent, looking at the two grandmothers and Chunhua guarding the sleeping tent, Murong Zhaoyang took off his cloak and asked gently, "Has Mingzhu woken up?" Does anyone come to the bed? ”

"Back to the world, the princess slept very well and never woke up, but someone did come to ask to see the princess, and after making a fuss, she was taken down by the guards, and she didn't make any noise!" Mama Wang glanced at Mama Bai and Chunhua, and replied respectfully.

Murong Zhaoyang hooked the corners of his lips when he heard this, and said lightly: "You guys did a good job, go back now, you have to hurry tomorrow!" After speaking, he gently turned the screen, and looked at the white jade on the bed that was not disturbed, and then he was completely relieved.

Gently taking off his coat, Murong Zhaoyang lay on the bed carefully, without alarming Bai Yuluo, gently hugged the person into his arms, felt the little wife rubbing in his arms a few times, found a comfortable position to continue sleeping, and then made up his mind, carefully recalling the chaos of this night!

The crown princess is afraid that she will not be able to escape this time, but Murong Xuanjue is ...... Forget it, no matter what, it's Donggong's business, he really doesn't bother to take care of it, but this time he is headed by him, not to mention, whether he wants it or not! He and Murong Xuanjue are cousins, and it is unrealistic for him to care about this matter at all!

Rubbing his forehead irritably, Murong Zhaoyang hugged the little wife in his arms, it's okay, let's discuss it with the little wife tomorrow, it's a big deal that the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, in Murong Zhaoyang's opinion, the Yang family is really sick, in the eyes of future generations, this should be a mental illness, this kind of paranoia is not just jealousy!

Bai Yuluo opened his eyes and saw Murong Zhaoyang's sleeping face, through the sunlight on the top of the tent, gently sprinkled on Murong Zhaoyang's face, more and more set off that handsome face and eyebrows were picturesque, staring at it stupidly, Bai Yuluo was still reluctant to remove from his husband's good-looking excessive face.

Holding the little hand that was swimming on his face in his hand, Murong Zhaoyang closed his eyes and chuckled, and asked softly in a hoarse voice after waking up, "Is it good-looking?" Is it easy to touch? ”

Before Murong Zhaoyang opened his eyes, Bai Yuluo pierced his head directly into his arms, not letting him see his hot face, but he scolded himself frantically in his heart, and it is true that they have been married for more than four years, and they share the same bed every day, but Bai Yuluo still can't resist waking up every morning, and his husband's beauty is critical!

"Mingzhu likes it, husband, then you can see it, and you can touch it!"

Regarding Murong Zhaoyang's flirtation, Bai Yuluo was still as unstoppable as ever, and he was so ashamed that he didn't dare to raise his head, so he had to beg for mercy aggrievedly, and shouted "husband" in a low voice!

Looking at Bai Yuluo buried in his arms with pity, Murong Zhaoyang was refreshed now, but thinking of last night's commotion, Murong Zhaoyang restrained a little and said softly: "Mingzhu, it's not early, get up!" ”

The husband and wife got up after a while, and under the service of the maidservant, they quickly finished washing, and in the hall over there, under the leadership of Mama Bai and Chunhua, the morning food was ready, looking at the morning food on the table, Bai Yuluo was in a good mood and asked Mama Bai, "Mama, today's morning food looks good, and there is a reward." ”

"Mama took the kitchen to thank the princess for her reward, since you look good at the court food, the princess and the princess use more!" Looking at Bai Yuluo's smile, Mama Bai replied happily, she understood that this was the prince who loved the princess, and she didn't tell the matter of His Royal Highness the prince last night, otherwise, I am afraid that the princess would not be in such a good mood to eat in the morning!

After finishing the meal, Murong Zhaoyang poured Bai Yuluo a cup of tea and handed it to her, and glanced at the maid servant who was busy packing up things on the carriage, he really didn't want to tell his little wife about those messy things, not only for fear of polluting her ears, but also for fear of affecting her mood!

"Husband, but what's the matter?"

Murong Zhaoyang drank all the tea in the cup in one gulp, but his hand kept turning the teacup, he knew that he couldn't hide it, and he couldn't hide it, but he just didn't want to see Bai Yuluo affected by those things of outsiders, it was hard enough for the past two days, but he had to clean up the mess for others in the back, Murong Zhaoyang was not happy to think about it!

"Mingzhu can see that there is something, but I just don't want to tell you, I don't want you to worry about it!" Murong Zhaoyang said a little scoundrelly, why, among the people in this line, he is the youngest, according to his identity, he is not the most noble, is there still a prince if he does not die?