Qiu Wen stood in the courtyard, listened to the sound of the salute for a while, and ran into the house with joy, "Master, did you hear that?" The salute was set off in the palace, our prince became the emperor, and the slave maid said hello to the mother! ”

Xiu Yuanshuang was writing, his face was calm, as if he hadn't heard it, but he smiled bitterly in his heart, Murong Mian had been attacking the city for nearly ten days, and he hadn't come back once, and he hadn't sent anyone back, he probably forgot about her.

But it doesn't matter, the monk is now a celebrity by the emperor's side, and with him, the emperor will think of her one day.

In the past two years, she has stayed alone in the house to cultivate her self-cultivation, not to mention anything else, her concentration is quite good, but on a day like today, she is still a little excited in her heart, and she also wants to go to the palace and congratulate him in person.

She can imagine the lively scene in the palace at this moment, it must be the bell ringing and the chime, the feathers flying, the courtiers are drunk and red, and they are saying compliments loudly......

She guessed right, Bifu Palace is indeed very lively, burning the earth dragon, the palace is warm like spring, the silk and bamboo are pleasant, the music is melodious, and the graceful dancers are wearing neon clothes, throwing their water sleeves, dancing. The courtiers pushed their cups and changed their glasses, drank red faces, and praised them endlessly.

It's just that the person on the high platform is different from what she guessed, he is not happy or sad, and looks at the lively scene below with cold eyes, as if he is in another world. The long tassels of the golden crown cast a row of shadows on his face, and his eyes were hidden in the shadows, as calm as a pool of stagnant water. If someone accidentally meets his gaze, they will be shocked and their hearts will beat suddenly, and it is impossible to describe what it feels like, full of coldness, but also compassion. It looks like a dry stone standing on the top of a snow-capped mountain. After thousands of years of loneliness and loneliness.

Of course, no one dared to look at him, but he was just pretending. Raise the wine glass up, say a few words of flattery, and then raise your head and dry the wine, no matter whether the people on the seat see it or not, anyway, the intention is there, no one refuses to lag behind, one after another, the sound of praise and flattery, endlessly.

Xiu Min was the only one who didn't stand up, he originally wanted to take this opportunity to mention Xiu Yuanshuang, but looking at the emperor's appearance, he probably couldn't listen to it. He doesn't know what Murong Mian has experienced, if it is for the princess of Chu, he is somewhat confused, he is an old pedant, but he has not studied much about emotional matters, he and his wife are deeply in love, respect each other like guests, but he has also married a few rooms such as Mrs., in his opinion, the husband is normal, respect each other, treat everyone equally, and he can't live for anyone, and the emperor should not be this kind of person.

Murong Mian's eyes were a little hollow, what he saw was not the wedding banquet of his accession to the throne, but the spring banquet he attended a long time ago, the year he first met her. It was the first time she had entered the palace, and she was surprised by everything, looking left and right with a pair of big smart eyes.

Of course, he wouldn't take care of her at that time, so he left her alone when she brought her in, and just drank and talked with others. And she was at ease, buried herself in eating, and went outside to breathe after eating.

He obviously thought about ignoring her, but his eyes always couldn't help but follow her, and when he saw her go out, he immediately followed her out, but he met Bai Guifei and Mrs. Bai, the evil woman bullied her, and he taught them a lesson for her without thinking, perhaps, at that time, the root of love was planted, but he didn't know anything, so that he made many jokes later.

How sad it is that now he can only live by memories......

He got up and walked down Dan Majesty, Hao Pingguan wanted to follow, he waved his hand, and went out from the side door alone, Ning Jiu's figure flashed and followed.

The winter night was very cold, the wind blew on his face, as cold as a knife, but Murong Mian couldn't feel anything, and slowly walked along the flower path, a little eunuch carried a lantern away from two or three people, not daring to get too close, and a slight halo just touched the emperor's feet.

Ning Jiu walked at the end, silently paying attention to the emperor's back, in his selfish heart he had long hoped that this day would come, in his eyes, whether it was the eldest prince or the crown prince, he was not as good as the king of Chu, he should be the master of this country. But when this day really came, he was not as happy as he imagined, because it was exchanged for Murong Mian's happiness. won the world, but lost the love, for a man with deep affection, his future is destined to be a bleak and cold rain.

When Murong Mian stopped, he found himself standing in front of the gate of the Changying Palace.

There was a guard standing at the door, and when he saw him, he immediately knelt down and saluted, "Your Majesty." ”

He waved his hand and walked straight in, the hall was very quiet, through the cold, the prince stood by the window, a pair of eyes were red, less than a day's work, the prince who was as warm as jade seemed to have changed a person, the slender figure slightly showed a trace of rickets, the handsome look was completely gone, staring at him with a pair of red eyes, and the hands hanging on both sides slowly clenched into fists.

"Why are you doing this?" The prince asked angrily, "Even if you die, you should let me die to understand!" ”

Murong Mian stopped five steps away, with a look of displeasure or sadness on his face, "You should know that I am the least ambitious one, and today's result is not what I want......"

The prince interrupted him angrily, "Then why did you do this?" Why? ”

"You forced me," Murong Mian said calmly, "I fought the world for my eldest brother, my eldest brother did everything possible to prevent me, I fought the world for my second brother, but my second brother took away the only woman I wanted to have, why, why did you force me like this?" Wouldn't it be good for me to live my own little life in peace? ”

The prince's face turned pale, "You, how do you know ......"

"I'm soft-hearted, but it doesn't mean I'm stupid, let you lead the nose, the fire in Jinling was set by you, you promised to divide the river and rule, but in your heart you have always wanted to wave your army to the north and attack Lin'an City, for this reason, you and Huangfu Zhu'er joined forces, while I was not in the house, sent a master of the dark bureau to rob the princess and Xiao Shizi, you think Jia Tong is a good person to deal with, but in fact it is not, he laughs and laughs on weekdays, but he has never made a mistake, otherwise I would not have left him in the house, with his keenness did not detect the abnormality, It can only explain one problem, there are ghosts in the house, if that person has long been mixed in the guards of the house, pretending to be on patrol that night, swaggering into the backyard, using incense to smoke the princess and the little prince, and there are people outside to answer, you can easily take their mother and son out, as for the traces left on the roof and by the window, it was deliberately arranged by your people, creating the illusion that someone broke into the inner house at night.

After that, Jia Tong tried his best to catch up, you originally wanted to kill the princess and Xiao Shizi, so let your dead soldiers fall into the abyss with them in front of him, so that Jia Tong could be a witness, and he told me personally. You know, Jia Tong's words, I believe it. Otherwise, I will use all my strength to go to heaven and earth to find the princess and the little prince. And you must make me believe that they are dead, arouse my hatred, and go north for you to settle accounts with Mo Ronghan. That's all your plan, I'm right. ”