"My son wants to go out and see it in person, but now that he is still in lockdown, he can only change into your clothes." Murong Yin didn't understand why he was so shy, and directly reached out and opened Qiguan's hand holding his belt.

"You quickly took off your clothes for me, and then pretended to be me reading in the room, and confused the eyes of the palace. Don't waste my time, if you miss the time to return to the city, or someone finds out, this son will ask you. ”

Qiguan only then understood what he meant, but Murong Yin's request still made him feel very strange and embarrassed. Hesitantly changed his coat, Murong Yin hurriedly took the identity of Qiguan and ran outside, but did not leave spare clothes for Qiguan.

Poor Qiguan was wearing underwear, shivering in the spring cold that had not completely dissipated. Seeing Murong Yin's figure gradually disappear, he hurriedly closed the door and shrank into the room.

Because Murong Yin is the master, Qiguan naturally couldn't have the courage to rummage through his wardrobe to find clothes, so he had to pick up the robe and cloak that Murong Yin had thrown on the small couch, take the book that he hadn't read for a long time, and look at it with his back to the door.

Fortunately, there are still some charcoal fires burning in the incense burner in the room, and the temperature is not too low.

Moreover, Qiguan and Murong Yin grew up together, and their statures are extremely similar, so even if someone comes over suddenly, no one will find out if Murong Yin is ignored in the palace.

Murong Yin ran away by himself, although it hadn't been long before, the seven levels that had been forced to stay already felt a little scared. How much of a sin it is to help the master escape, and it is not too much to be beaten to death.

What's more, Murong Yin is still the second son of the palace, even if he is caught, the situation will not be worse than now, but Qiguan will definitely not have such good luck.

Qiguan held the book, covered Murong Yin's clothes and sat cross-legged on the small couch, thinking back in his heart, he felt even more tears, and regretted that he actually gave in to Murong Yin's request and did not say anything to dissuade him.

But now that things have happened, he can only silently pray in his heart that Murong Yin's trip will be smooth.

Outside, Murong Yin thought that Murong Lin came to the palace today, if he really found out that the small sapling was cut down, but he still wanted to pretend to stabilize the situation, then he would not hide and fake it in front of Murong Yu.

So, Murong Yin watched the people in the courtyard outside running around for Murong Lin to come back and reunite with Han Yufeng and them, and it was inevitable that he would be a little negligent in all aspects, so he hurriedly picked a vacancy where no one was around, and under the cover of the rockery, he came to the Hanging Bell Courtyard in a few steps.

Murong Yu's Honghu Courtyard has always been called over for the purpose of doing business, and Murong Lin's return home is a family matter, so naturally it will only be arranged in Han Yufeng's Hanging Bell Courtyard.

Murong Yin took advantage of his slender stature, and under the cover of such a shallow grass, he couldn't see a figure at all. After he quietly waited for the maid to send the things over, there was no one at the gate of the courtyard, so he rushed to the door of the reception room in Han Yufeng's courtyard like a wild cat that had left home.

Before he could get closer, Murong Yin didn't need to stick to the corner of the wall to listen to the wind, and the laughter and laughter in it swept into Murong Yin's ears with the evening breeze.

"My son, I've been working hard for you these days, seeing that you've lost weight, are things going well outside, it's better not to work yourself too hard."

Han Yufeng was still unwilling to deal with Feng Xiaoyue, but for the sake of a rare family reunion, she was indifferent, at least there was nothing sarcastic, she only cared about Murong Lin's situation.

Murong Lin was a little flattered by such an enthusiastic attitude towards his biological mother, he obviously came almost every day these days, but Han Yufeng still seemed like he hadn't seen him for a long time, and said something that meant the same thing, which really pitied the hearts of parents all over the world.

"Don't worry, mother, everything is fine outside, Xiaoyue has been taking care of me in the small courtyard, and I don't have to worry about it, sometimes, she will help me a lot in things outside."

Murong Lin didn't feel that his wife was too powerful and would have an impact on him, but he was proud, but Han Yufeng's face looked very unhappy.

And Murong Yu, who was sitting and drinking tea on the side, although he had been very strict with Murong Lin since he was a child, he was a loving father, and the only thing that made him feel awkward was that he didn't like to be too emotional, so he always didn't say a word here.

However, they can all understand it, and Feng Xiaoyue will echo a few words from time to time, so the conversation this day is quite speculative, but it is angry with Murong Yin outside the door.

My mother was locked up in her own courtyard, and I was not allowed to touch the relevant matters in the domain since I was a child, and my father did not care about me, and there was a Murong Lin dangling in front of me to show off. I have such a miserable life, why do you enjoy all these family pleasures?

Murong Yin saw Murong Yu's figure through the crack in the window, his eyes were almost on fire, and he had mixed feelings in his heart, but he couldn't find any outlet.

Compared with these miscellaneous things, he was more angry about his father's partiality. He also thought about making things more ruthless, but thinking that Murong Yu was still his biological father in the end, he had to give up.

It's just that Murong Yin didn't take it into account a little, what kind of person Murong Yu is, he was transferred from the capital to this Yanwu Eleventh City, during which he was almost more than ten years, how could he be able to deal with it as a person who stayed in the backyard all day.

In addition, what made Murong Yin doubt in his heart was Murong Lin's attitude. He couldn't figure it out, those saplings were protected by Murong Lin so carefully, it couldn't be a whim, so now that they were destroyed, Murong Lin wouldn't have reacted at all.

Just when Murong Yin was about to listen for a while, there were maids carrying hand washing water outside, and a row came from outside, Murong Yin couldn't help it, and there was nothing to cover here, so he had to take advantage of the night and ran out from the corner again.

When he arrived in a safe place, Murong Yin had time to recall the resentment just now. He chopped his feet fiercely, and couldn't help but wonder if it was the group of thugs he was looking for to deceive the superiors and subordinates, but he was actually afraid of Murong Lin's power, so he didn't do it at all.

This monstrous anger gushed out from his heart, and Murong Yin's whole person was a little untenable. Murong Yin glanced around, thinking that it was better to see it with his own eyes.

If the sapling is not there, forget it, just wait quietly for this Murong Lin to be in a hurry. If it is intact, then do it yourself and smash all the things that Murong Lin wants to protect well.

For Murong Lin to return to the palace today, the people in the palace were busy running to the Hanging Bell Courtyard to join in the fun, wanting to curry favor in front of the master, and get more silver and color heads, and there were few guards at the corner gate in the backyard.

There were only two or three unproductive little guys, but they caught up with them to guard a few gates in the backyard on duty, and they just took this opportunity to get together to drink wine, eat meat, and gamble.

Although the room where these people gathered was not far from the corner door, it was still a certain distance, not to mention that it was already dark and difficult to see in the middle of the night. Murong Yin took a general look at the surrounding situation, and took advantage of the convenience of this section to hurry out to the corner gate.

It stands to reason that even if Murong Yin can get out, it is not so easy to run so far away on his two legs to the outskirts of the city. But providence made people, and by coincidence, at the mouth of the small alley where the Wangfu Jiaomen went out, a donkey cart responsible for transporting swill happened to be parked.

This old man who yelled at the donkey cart to carry swill should be regarded as an old man in the palace, but because he only worked in the backyard all day long, and he did these jobs that made people stay away, it was impossible to see Murong Yin.

In addition, the other person is old and can't see anything clearly, Murong Yin deliberately put a dark cyan coarse cloth on his head in order to hide his identity, and the old man didn't see that Murong Yin's appearance was different at a glance, and he regarded him as an ordinary little brother.

"Uncle, can you go outside the city gate?" Murong Yin tugged at the cloth covering his head, while still looking to see if anyone chased after him, his heart was entangled like an egg fried on a fire, either turning over on both sides, or he was worried that it would be mushy.

The old man had almost finished moving these swill buckets in his hand, and he was resting against the corner at the moment, when he heard Murong Yin's words, he immediately stood up and patted the dust on his body.

"I'm going out soon, little brother, you are helping the master of the house, how can I give you a ride if you really don't dislike it."

"There's nothing to dislike, if I can, I want to be able to get off quickly."

Murong Yin urged, and threw out a small piece of broken silver from his arms, which he had touched in Qiguan's clothes before he went out, and it could come in handy at this moment.

And there was still a little left in the pocket of his clothes, and when he returned to the city later, he would find a way to rent a carriage or buy the guards, which was just a big trouble for himself.

"Then I'll thank the little brother first, the little brother will sit in the back of the car, and we will be ready to leave now." Although the old man can't see people clearly, he is still very sensitive to this gold and silver thing.

He put the piece of broken silver in his palm, checked it slightly, rested it on his teeth and bit it, and after confirming it again and again, he stuffed it into his purse with satisfaction, and looked at Murong Yin for a while.

No matter how you say it, it is something that comes out of the palace, and it is impossible to have a fake. Murong Yin thought in his heart: The old man's actions were too cautious, and he showed his distrust of the palace.