Murong Yu shook his head vigorously, but the henchman didn't understand his intentions, so he helped Murong Yu to walk towards the gate of the main hall of Chaoyang Palace.

When they were about to walk to the palace gate, Murong Xi suddenly shouted, "Take them down!" ”

The henchman was startled when he heard this, and suddenly understood something.

"Emperor Yan! You actually use this method! ”

Murong Xi smiled coldly.

"Then do you think that the widow would let Murong Yu go so easily?"

The Praetorian Guards in Chaoyang Palace went up to the palace one after another, and soon arrested the two of them.

The henchman glared at Murong Xi viciously. "The dignified Emperor Yan would even go back on his word, it's really ironic!"

"If you talk about going back on your word—"

Murong Xi said, slowly stepped forward again, and patted Murong Yu on the shoulder. "The widow also learned from you, the third brother. I don't know what you think, third brother? Isn't it three points? ”

Although Murong Yu had the strength to speak, his body was still weak. He sighed deeply and didn't answer anything.

Murong Xi glanced at them coldly.

"Escort them back to the Imperial Prison Division."

【Outside the Palace】

Fang Xian agreed with the henchman that if he could successfully rescue Murong Yu, he would meet at the teahouse.

Fang Xian saw that the henchman had not arrived for a long time, and he learned that he had failed.

Murong Xi watched Murong Yu be escorted to the Imperial Prison Division again, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise a smug smile.

Murong Yu, no matter what, the widow will make you pay.

Ni Wuyin knew that their plan had failed.

"Your Majesty, I ...... I still have something very important left outside the palace, I ...... Want to pick up ......"

Murong Xi looked at her and seemed to understand something.

I will never let you leave me.

"Since it's outside the palace, it's not as safe as it is in the palace. It's better than-"

Murong Xi said and paused again. "The widow will personally escort you to pick it up, so that the widow will be more at ease."

When Luo Qianling heard this, she suddenly held back a breath of anger in her heart.

Ni Wuyin saw that this trick was actually recognized by Murong Xi, and he was inevitably a little embarrassed.

"Uh...... In fact, Your Majesty, under your rule, Dongyan has long been a stable and harmonious state, where will it be...... It's not safe......"

Ni Wuyin's expression was very unnatural, and he nervously rubbed the corners of his clothes with his hands.

Luo Qianling couldn't stand it anymore, so she suddenly stood up, but she forcibly suppressed her anger.

"Your Majesty, if Miss Ni really has something important, you just have to let her get it."

She said as she walked slowly down the steps. "Miss Ni has just returned to Yan Palace, and she may still be a little unaccustomed to it!"

Although Luo Qianling didn't show anything, the tone of her voice was as if she was about to rush forward and tear Ni Wuyin apart.

Ni Wuyin looked at Luo Qianling with some guilt, and her determination to leave here was even stronger.

Luo Qianling saw that Murong Xi had been looking at Ni Wuyin, and she was very unhappy in her heart, but she still smiled reluctantly and stepped forward.

"Your Majesty, either you can send someone to fetch it, Miss Ni is not very safe to go in and out."

Luo Qianling said, and like a mockery, she secretly gave Ni Wuyin a roll of her eyes.

What if you can stay with him? This time, I'm going to kill you with my own hands, and I won't be soft-hearted!

【Shutong Hall】

Lan Qingyan heard about Ni Wuyin's return to the palace, but it was as if she didn't know anything. She found a group of opera troupes to come into the palace and sing for her.

"If someone is in the mountains, he will be taken by Xue Lixi~

Both smiling and smiling, Zi Mu Yu is good at slender~

Take the red leopard Xi from the civet dog, and the Xinyi car is tied to the laurel flag~

was taken by Shi Lanxi to Du Heng, and he thought about it......"

Lan Qingyan listened to these plays, but it was as if she hadn't heard anything. She lowered her head, carefully adjusted the spices in her hand, and raised it to her face from time to time to sniff carefully......

"The rest of the secluded seclusion will never see the sky, and the road is dangerous and difficult to come alone~

The table is independent of the mountain, and the clouds are tolerant and down~

The sun is dark, and the east wind is fluttering and the gods are raining......"

Those who sang the opera kept looking at Lan Qingyan, but she didn't want to watch the drama at all.

"Stay spiritually and forget to return, and the years are both Yan Xi and Huayu~

Picking three shows in the mountains, Shi Lei Lei Xi Ge vines ~

The resentful son is sad and forgets to return, and I can't be idle~

The people in the mountains are full of flowers, drinking stone springs and pine and cypress~

Jun Si, I am suspicious, ......"

Seeing this, Qingluo spared those who were singing, walked straight to Lan Qingyan's side, bent down and asked carefully, "Madam, don't you like these plays?" ”

Lan Qingyan sniffed the spices in his hand again.

"I like it, I like it very much."

She carefully studied the spices in her hands, as if she were watching some feat. "This Qu Fuzi's "Chu Ci, Nine Songs, Mountain Ghosts" is exactly what Mrs. Ben tastes."

Lan Qingyan said this, but Qingluo was confused.

When did Madame like to go to the theater?

Those who sang the opera didn't notice Lan Qingyan's emotions in the slightest.

- or rather, there is no way to perceive it. They are just grass people, they can only do whatever Lan Qingyan asks them to do.

"The thunder fills the rain, and the ape chirps and chirps at night~

The wind is sassy and the wood is Xiao Xiao, and the son of Si is ...... away from worry"

When Lan Qingyan heard this, she couldn't help but think of a beautiful picture again.

It was as if someone was passing by in the bend of the mountain, and she was dressed in a girdle of the lily.

Riding a red leopard, there are also civet cats to follow, and the Xinyi wooden car has colorful flags tied with cinnamon branches.

Wearing a shilan waist to tie Du Heng, he also picked flowers to express his heart.

In the deep bamboo forest, there is hardly any daylight, and the road is difficult to walk, and it is too late.

Climb to the top of the mountain alone, the clouds and mist dissolve and float at your feet.

The day was dim and dark, like night, and the east wind was blowing, and the gods rained down.

In fact, a lot of time has passed, what is the reason why I am still gorgeous?

Through the bamboo forest, I saw that the people in the mountains were like the fragrant Du Ruo, with a pure heart and few desires. The mouth of the stone spring is covered by pines and cypresses, and the road is starting to get better.

Suddenly there was thunder and rain again, apes chirping, and when it was dark, I heard the barking again, and the road was confused again.

The wind is blowing, the leaves are falling, and I miss my son, and I am only sad......

Lan Qingyan suddenly frowned, and slapped her slap three times impatiently.

"This song of Qu Fuzi's "Chu Ci, Nine Songs, Mountain Ghosts" is Mrs. Ben's favorite to listen to, who knew that you sang so perfunctory?"

When the singers heard this, their faces turned pale and froze there. Lan frowned lightly and waved his hand impatiently.

"That's it, you better get another one!"