After Twelve came in, he saw that Jinchen had woken up, so he walked over and asked, "Master Hou, are you better?" ”

"It's okay, where is this?"

He looked at the surroundings of the house, and then he realized that he was in the palace.

"Master Hou, do we still want to go to Guangling Temple with Your Majesty today?"

Twelve was a little worried that Jinchen's body would not be able to bear it, after all, he was injured just now, and the wound could not be moved yet, and the wound would definitely crack open again if he waited.

"Go, since you want to leave, you have to find a fair reason to leave."

Jinchen was waiting for Murong Ze in the house.

Guangling Temple is a place for the royal family to worship their ancestors, and today is the time for Murong Ze to worship the first emperor.

It didn't take long for Murong Ze to come to visit Jinchen, with a little regret in his eyes, "Ah Chen, is there any better?" ”

Jinchen looked at him funny, "Why, I didn't get up again, put away your sad expression." ”

"Cut, you're just sad, get down to business, Ah Chen, or let's think of a different reason."

Murong Ze was indeed guilty of guilt, not to mention that Ah Chen was already injured, on the one hand, it was to let Nalan Rong point all the evidence at him, and on the other hand, it was to take sick leave to rest at home in an open manner, but in fact, he was going to do something else for him.

It made him feel bad.

"Your Majesty doesn't have to blame yourself, everything I do is for the sake of Nanyue."

Jinchen thought about how Nalan Rong would deal with Ji Ziang after knowing everything he had done, which made him look forward to it.

Because His Majesty worships the ancestors, everyone in the palace must follow.

In order not to let others see his strange appearance, Jinchen specially changed into dark-colored clothes, endured the pain, and eased up after getting into the carriage.

Murong Ze and Nalan Chun sat in the same carriage.

Compared with Murong Ze's blandness, Nalan Chun was very excited, this was the first time she came to see the mausoleum.

"Why are you so excited?"

Murong Ze watched that Nalan Chun had not stopped since she got into the carriage, and he really didn't know what she was happy about.

"Cut, isn't it because I can come out to play, I'm bored in the palace, Xiao Zezi, when are you going to take me to play?"

As a person who can't sit still, it's really hard for her to lock her up in the palace.

"You, you just want to go out every day."

Murong Ze nodded her dotingly.

I want to be more warm than Murong Ze's carriage, but on the other side is a strong sigh.

Xia Liangxue sighed silently, she didn't know where she should go in the future.

There has been no news from Nalan Rong's side, and she began to wonder if Nalan Rong was lying to her.

After all, there has been no news outside the palace for so long, and there is no news inside the palace.

When is such a day a head.

There was nothing to do along the way, and when they were about to arrive at Guangling Temple, they were suddenly assassinated.

"Hurry up and protect Your Majesty."

I don't know who said a word to protect His Majesty, and a lot of people will make a fuss.

Those assassins went specifically to find Murong Ze's carriage.

"What's going on?"

Murong Ze deliberately poked his head out to attract the group of assassins.

When those assassins saw Murong Ze, they all wanted to run in front of him, but they were stopped by the Praetorian Guards.

"What's going on out there?"

Most of the women in the palace had never seen such a scene, and they were all afraid to huddle in the same carriage.

"Ah Chun, don't be afraid."

Murong Ze hugged Nalan Chun into his arms and covered her ears, otherwise she would listen to the sounds outside.

His cautious appearance made Nalan Chun sneer, "I'm not that timid, besides, they didn't come to assassinate me." ”

Murong Ze rubbed her nose, "That's killing me, and you're going to be widowed." ”