Murong Qianran frowned slightly, her beautiful eyes were half-narrowed, and her white fingertips were gently pressed on her temples, no wonder she felt so uneasy tonight, why did everything rush together?

Long

Murong Tianran opened his eyes and looked at the black shadow behind the screen suspiciously: "Doesn't Uncle know my current situation?"

"Back to the master, the subordinates have explained the master's situation to the Hasaqim Eagle Ray, but ....... But he said that when the master's mother took over the position of the saint, she should have completed the task, but she has not completed it for ten years, and now that the master has also taken over the position of the saint, she should step up her strategy, instead of sitting in the palace all day to enjoy the glory", Yeyu finished speaking, and lowered his head again.

"But the original words"?

"Back to the master, yes".

Murong Tianran lowered his eyes, and secretly said in his heart, he really should go to celebrate, I don't know what he did in his last life, to be teased by this damn god like this, and suddenly an uncle popped out, and he just used himself as a tool to dominate the world.

"When is he going to enter the palace"? Murong retracted his thoughts, slowly stepped out of the bath tub, and Xiao Tao served and changed clothes.

"Back to the master, subordinates.... The subordinates listened to the meaning of Hasaqim Eagle Thunder, and it seemed that in the past two days, they did not make it clear to their subordinates."

"I know, you can go back", Murong Ran's tired nest on the brocade quilt on the dragon couch, and the little peach beside him didn't know what to say, so he had to stand quietly next to the dragon couch.

After Yeyu got up, at the moment of jumping out of the window, his black eyes faintly revealed a trace of deep meaning, "Please take care of your body, please take care of your body", after speaking, she disappeared into the night with a light tiptoe.

Murong Tianran looked at the window that had long been closed, the night rain was a little strange tonight, it seemed to be ...... It seems that he is very worried about himself, thought about it, and then sighed lightly, it's just that, anyone who encounters such a thing will have a headache, as his subordinate, he will naturally hope that the master will take care of his health, and the people of this era pay the most attention to righteousness, which she can fully believe in Yeyu's loyalty to her.

"Small.... Miss", Xiao Tao called her own young lady softly, for fear of disturbing her.

"I'm fine, Xiao Tao, in the past two days, you must always observe the guards and patrolling guards around the Imperial Heart Palace, and if you find any unfamiliar faces appearing, you must notify me in time", Murong Ranran forced a reassuring smile, but Xiao Tao's delicate little face still showed worry.

"Yes, Xiao Tao obeys the order", Xiao Tao slowly walked out of the Imperial Heart Palace, and reluctantly looked back at the person curled up in the dragon couch.

The moonlight was hazy, the insects in the grass chirped from time to time, the imperial garden at this time was quiet, after dodging the patrolling guards, Murong Tianran sat on the rockery by the lake, the lake was sparkling, and the bright moon was reflected on the lake, it seemed to be so harmonious, it seemed that everything was so harmonious, but it only affected her mood.

The shadows of the trees overlapped, and the flowers that bloomed during the day also rested quietly in the night, as if waiting for the dawn of the next day, and a few tribes were really frank and reckless to sneak into the palace so recklessly, and really trusted her so much? Trust her to set everything up nicely?

Maybe, after all, how Yinglei trusted his mother back then, although he didn't expect his mother's achievements to be fruitless, but it is not difficult to see his mother's loyalty to the Hasaqi clan, and when he was dying, he did not forget to entrust his daughter to fulfill his last wish, and Yinglei must also be able to think that his mother must entrust her life's strength to Murong Ran.

It's just that people are not as good as heaven, and now, this shell has already changed owners, and the real Murong Tianran is indeed vicious enough, but his character is always cowardly and indecisive, and he doesn't know that he will end his life if he strikes first to be the strongest.

A breeze blew, with a hint of coolness, and the bright moon was also half covered by dark clouds, shaking her clothes, Murong Tianran sighed lightly, and walked towards the Imperial Heart Palace.

That seemingly peaceful expression, the heart has already turned upside down, why? Why should I be someone else's puppet, why should I be someone else's tool, although Lang Xiaochen is ruthless, but after all, this mountain and river is well governed, the country and the people are safe, how can I be the troubled Daji, and leave a stench for ten thousand years?