After leaving from the small courtyard, Murong Lin sat on his own mount, asked Siben to stay, and returned to the palace by himself.

At this time, the weather is preparing to gradually warm up, although the sun is still setting a little early, and the breeze is close to the evening, but it is not so cold.

Murong Lin untied the scarf wrapped around his neck, put it on his shoulders like a cloak, and rode a fast horse for a short time before coming to the gate of the palace.

Because the habit of this winter has not yet passed, the palace has eaten early, and at this time people have begun to prepare for dinner. It's okay to get to the front yard, but there are a few more people walking back and forth, so you may not know what it will be like to be busy when you get to the backyard.

Murong Lin entered from the gate, and after greeting Han Yufeng first, he told her to feel at ease. After a while, Han Yufeng heard the news of Murong Lin's coming, and sent people over every now and then to ask him for dinner and talk to him.

However, Han Yufeng's mood was good today, and after she spoke, she didn't do much to keep it, so she smiled and nodded, and let Murong Lin leave. Murong Lin breathed a sigh of relief for the time being, and then went to the Honghu Courtyard where Murong Yu was.

In the cool night, Murong Yu likes to walk around in his yard before eating, but today he is wearing rough single clothes, and he asks Wubi to stand aside and watch and guard, and he plays with a spear on the flat ground.

Generally speaking, when Murong Yu is depressed, he will vent his worries by dancing with a knife and a gun. Murong Lin also knew this, so he closed his eyes and stood quietly to the side, without bothering much, until he waited for Murong Yu to finish dancing a set of marksmanship by himself.

A horse pistol picked up all the movements, Murong Yu picked up the towel on the table and wiped the sweat beads on his neck, and threw the spear to Wubi casually before looking at Murong Lin.

"But there's something new, come in and speak."

The emperor deceived people too much, with his jade seal in his hand, he could shout at his subordinate vassal kings at will, and from time to time he had some weak requirements, thinking that Murong Yu was also deeply affected and could not bear it.

"Yes." Murong Lin agreed, and was about to go to the house with him, when Wubi put away the spear, but shouted on the side. "Lord, it's time to eat."

"I'm depressed, where can I use it." Murong Yu vented, but he didn't lose his temper at this time. "Wait a while, when we're done with things, we'll send them to the courtyard, and tell the princess to eat them first."

"By the way, Lin'er, have you been able to use it?" Murong Yu suddenly turned around and asked, which surprised Murong Lin, "No, don't worry, I'm mainly here to talk about things." As for eating, I'll leave it in the courtyard. ”

"Then the king is welcome, leave you to talk more." Murong Yu nodded, took a few steps up the steps, and walked inside from the wooden corridor. Wubi couldn't do it, and after packing up his things, he had to be busy informing Han Yufeng of Murong Yu's order.

Fitness at night, the moon on the horizon has been unconsciously hung on the treetops, and the sunset has not all dispersed before the sunset, but several twinkling stars have been revealed in the sky, as if the bright lights are still shining in the night shift.

After Wubi came back from the Hanging Bell Courtyard, before he could enter the courtyard, he stood outside and saw the little boy Wuyan in the Honghu Courtyard, probing his brain back and forth in front of the house.

Wu Yan held his hands and acted sneakily in front of the lit room, walking around in a panic, not knowing what he was waiting for. Wubi walked over with a cold face and slapped him on the shoulder, startling the person.

"What are you doing here? The prince and the prince are discussing matters, and no one is allowed to disturb them. ”

Wuyan shook his body, turned his head and found that it was Wubi, and he breathed a sigh of relief. "Scared me to death, Brother Wubi, I thought it was that stinky boy from Wuhao who came to scare me again."

"I'm asking you." Wubi withdrew his hand, not softening his attitude because of his sentence. Wu Yan pursed his mouth, and the person was a little embarrassed to take a few steps to the side before he dared to speak.

"This, in fact, is because when the prince was playing with a spear outside today, I forgot to change the tea in the house, the tea in the teapot was brewed this morning, and the prince hates this turbid smell the most, I'm afraid he will be angry."

"I originally wanted to change the tea quickly, but I also knew that it was inconvenient for the prince to go in with us, so I was a little embarrassed."

As he spoke, Wu Yan sighed faintly. "It seems that today's anger is really inevitable for the prince, I just hope that Brother Wubi can you help me intercede at that time, and the punishment will be lighter."

"Who called you negligent? You are also to blame for the punishment you deserve. Wubi dispelled his doubts for the time being, but Wuyan became more sad and nervous, and pulled Wubi's sleeve.

"Don't blame me, if it weren't for the fact that Wumi's old age bothered me, I wouldn't have forgotten."

"Why does he keep coming to you, is he okay with himself?" As soon as Wubi asked, Wuyan also put away his hand, "I don't know, I think it's because he's still young, things are done quickly, and he's greedy for fun." ”

"Yes." Wubi groaned, then looked at Wuyan, deliberately separated from him by two steps. "Okay, I know, you go back first, and I'll leave the matter of changing the tea."

"Thank you big brother for your help, little brother, I will definitely repay you next time." Wuyan was happy, bowed several times in a row, and trotted away. Wubi looked at his back as he left, turned around and went to the quiet room to make tea and bring it over.

In the house, Murong Lin was discussing with Murong Yu about the payment of grain, it was absolutely impossible to send so much grain out honestly, not to mention whether it could satisfy His Majesty, it would also be a huge burden to the people of the domain.

The two of them were talking about several possibilities and countermeasures, and Wubi pushed the door in to serve tea. Murong Yu glanced at it and found that it was Wubi who withdrew his gaze. Murong Lin looked at Wubi changing the teapot cup and asked casually.

"I heard a person standing outside, do you know who it is?"

"If you go back to the world, you are just an ignorant little guy in the courtyard, and I have already reprimanded him." Wubi agreed, Murong Yu picked up the teacup he handed over, blew the hot air on it, and said.

"It's hard to keep an eye on it outside, but it's not good for others to listen to it anymore."

"Yes." When he got up, he could clearly see the muscles he was hiding under his clothes.

Murong Lin was surprised to see it, he had rarely observed Wubi so closely, it turned out that Wubi was also a hidden master.

In the Heavenly Machine Courtyard, the news that Murong Lin came over today did not need to be hidden, but the content of his conversation with Murong Yu was extremely secret. But what kind of person is Murong Yin, who has been in the palace for so long, so that he can't even find out this bit of news.

He looked at the contents of the hand, crumpled the paper into a ball, lit it on the lamp, and burned it. When the ashes were blown away by the wind, a graceful figure came over and snuggled in his arms.

Murong Yin lifted the man's chin and tried to kiss Fang Ze, but was dodged by the woman.

"It's all like this, and you still care about this?"

"How can it be the same, if you want to climb to a high place, you must keep some things, you can endure it slowly." The woman laughed smartly, and the laughter was just between crisp and harsh.

The dim light slowly disappeared the disdain in Murong Yin's eyes and illuminated the appearance of the woman in his arms.

This woman turned out to be Ruan Yuehua who was raised in the palace, Ruan Yuehua came from Jieshan, originally only liked to wear plain simple clothes, but now I don't know how, I have seen the beauty of those Ling Luo satin, and the whole person's temperament has also been raised a lot of tricky and enchanting.

Most of the women in the mountains are bold and hearty, and after Ruan Yuehua was influenced to be hypocritical, she still retained some characteristics, but unfortunately the integration was not very good, and at first glance, it seemed a little dissolute.

She seemed to be not afraid of the cold, wearing a gorgeous tulle, but it seemed to be cold, and she was tightly nestled in Murong Yin's arms and refused to leave. Murong Yin's room is relatively cloudy, and there will still be a charcoal fire burning so that she will not really freeze.

Ruan Yuehua's head rested on Murong Yin's chest, and the two of them snuggled up to the couch, wearing only a long skirt on their lower bodies, and they could see her exposed white calves and feet when they moved.

Murong Yin never thought that there could be a woman like her in this world, even the girl in the Qinglou was at least almost covered by her body.

Murong Yin disliked her temper, and had to admit that she was really seductive like this, so she couldn't help but speak. "But if you pretend to be like this, I'm afraid that you may not be able to save yourself before you climb up."

"yes, that's what you think?" Ruan Yuehua propped herself up, and her tone was a little innocent, "I saw in the book that this kind of dress can be liked by men the most." If you say that, it means that you are quite tasteful. ”

Murong Yin sighed when he heard this, and moved Ruan Yuehua away from him, since he couldn't touch it, why let her hang her appetite. Ruan Yuehua didn't know why, and leaned on the desk on the side softly, and Murong Yin, who looked at it with a detached look, was in a flutter.

Murong Yu and Murong Lin, who were also at a loss, were both upright gentlemen, and they were not affected in the slightest. While Murong Yin was thinking wildly in his heart, Ruan Yuehua's eyes changed, and he suddenly spoke.

"By the way, what was written on the note you just secretly burned, I wonder if you can tell me this time."

When the words landed, Murong Yin immediately collected all the thoughts related to you, and sat up straight with great vigilance. "It's just a little news, and it has nothing to do with you."

"I promised to protect you in the palace, don't let this lead you to meddle in other things."

"Hmph." Ruan Yuehua sneered, "But you don't want to tell me anything, this is not like the attitude that a collaborator should have." ”