The night wind by the lake was a little cold, and the moonlight was also so white that Murong Shu was almost awakened by freezing.

The white robe was extremely conspicuous in the night, and Murong Shu immediately recognized that it was the outer robe of the white shadow, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bend.

Murong Shu couldn't remember what happened after getting drunk, but he was in a very good mood, thinking that this wine would indeed have the effect of dissipating sorrow.

After lying lazily for a long time, he got up leisurely, packed up the wine jar and the fragments of the porcelain cup, put them into a wooden box, and sank them into the lake again.

Murong Shu carefully arranged the robe and put it on his arm, and when he walked slowly to the palace gate, it was already dawn, and the palace gate was open. Yun Qing waited far away with the carriage five zhang away, and when he saw Murong Shu coming out, he immediately hurried to meet him, "Ouch, master, you can be regarded as coming out, there is no news in the palace, and your subordinates still think something has happened to you." ”

"What can this king do, worry about it."

"Master, have you been drinking?"

"Well," Murong Shu got into the carriage with a weak foot and almost stepped on the air, "Don't mention it, in the spirit of getting drunk with others, I ended up getting myself drunk." ”

Yun Qing was shocked: "Huh? ”

"Ahh

Murong Shu was half-asleep and half-awake in the bumps of the carriage, sometimes seeing the young Wan Qizhi coaxing himself softly, and sometimes the cold mask and indifferent voice of the white shadow.

It's strange to say, this white shadow is not stunning among the people Murong Shu has seen, and his temper is not likable. But people can't help but want to get close, want to catch every shadow of him, want to know the story under the half of the silver frost, want to melt the layer of frost.

But if the white shadow is really Wan Qizhi, across the hatred of destroying the country, maybe there will only be a strange way left.

The headache after the hangover was difficult to relieve, and Murong Shu was reluctant to take medicine, so he simply slept upside down for seven or eight hours. I woke up and ate something and went back to sleep.

Qi Ming Palace.

Emperor Yan rubbed his somewhat swollen eyebrows, and his tone was filled with suppressed anger, "Lord Zhang, since you knew his identity, you shouldn't have brought him to the palace, and now he is also Murong Jin's teacher." Did you forget...... What happened back then, do you want Dayan to repeat the mistakes of the past? ”

Si Le said unhurriedly: "Your Majesty's words are much more serious. ”

"Lord Zhang—" Emperor Yan took a breath and said, "I know that you cherish your talents, but after all, that person is not of my race, so I can't stay for a long time." That white boy, it is better for the adults to send them away earlier, if something goes wrong, it will be difficult for me to explain to Nanyue. ”

Si Le was silent for a long time and said, "Weichen, understand. ”

"My lord came with the first emperor, and I believe that my lord will not make such a mistake."

Si Le: "If Your Majesty has nothing else to do, then Weichen will retire first." ”

After Si Le left, Emperor Yan paced in the hall for a long time before instructing Zhao Jing: "Go and let King Rui come over." ”

At this time, King Rui was still asleep, and everyone called several times but failed to wake him up, Yun Che could only helplessly say: "That's it, father-in-law, why don't you go back to the palace first, the villains on the prince's side woke up and immediately rushed away." ”

This is not the first time, Zhao Jing sighed and said: "But be faster, Your Majesty is not in a good mood today, I am too late, I am afraid that I will be blamed." ”

"Then there will be Grandpa Lao." As he spoke, he smiled and stuffed a jade ring for Zhao Jing.

After Zhao Jing left, Yun Che hurriedly ran to Murong Shu's couch, "Master, when the person is gone, you should also get up." ”

Murong Shu pulled the brocade quilt over and covered his head, "I'm annoyed, don't go!" How big of a deal can it be, his old man is in a bad mood, and I'm still in a bad mood! ”

"Ouch, master, you can be quiet."

Murong Su said angrily: "You go and send a message, just say that I am too sick to come to the bed, and I will ask Your Majesty for peace another day." ”

"Master, you can get up quickly." Yun Che pleaded.

Murong Shu's sweet dream was interrupted, and he couldn't pick it up, so he angrily lifted the brocade quilt and pasted it on Yun Che's face, "Okay, get up-"

......

Although his stomach was full of reluctance, Murong Shu still said in a proper manner: "Brother respectfully asks Your Majesty for Sheng'an." ”

Emperor Yan didn't bother to do this, "You go and provoke that white shadow, do you know who he is-"

Who is he? Murong was stunned for a moment, and then his heart followed with a coldness, and he looked at Emperor Yan with some surprise, and asked, "What does the imperial brother mean by this?" "Is it as he guessed, or is there something else that can't be found? Is he in danger again......

Emperor Yan Zhengse said: "You should have expected that his identity should not be a simple musician and dancer, why, didn't you even check it?" ”

Murong Shu's palms already had a thin layer of sweat, "The younger brother is just a layman who only knows people's skin." ”

"Bai Hao, the eldest son of the Ning Wang family in Nanyue, calls himself the Prince of Xiying," Emperor Yan said slowly, "Two years ago, when I was traveling abroad, I met Si Le of this dynasty by chance, and was invited to devote himself to Yuefu and serve as the supervisor of music. ”

Ning Wang ...... The eldest son... Bai Mao...

Murong Shu's hand shook slightly as he hid his sleeve and looked at Emperor Yan in disbelief.

Emperor Yan continued: "I know that you have spent a lot of money for the top card of Chiba Tower, you have your preferences, I don't interfere, and I don't ask too much. But you can't do nonsense. King Ning has a heavy army, and Bai Hao is his beloved son, you should understand the harm. ”

Murong Shu stood stunned, his fingers twisting the brocade in his sleeve fiercely, the three names of "Bai Xiying", "Bai Mao" and "Wan Qianzhi" were intertwined, and finally a face covered with half a mask.

Is it really not him? Murong Shu didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed for a while, but he felt bitter in his heart.

"I'm talking to you—"

"The younger brother can save it, and the royal brother can rest assured."