The air in the room was depressed for a while, and the man in black who had been following him wiped the sweat on his forehead and said cautiously, "My lord, this mistake is really unexpected, and my subordinates didn't expect it. ”

Before he finished speaking, Murong Ting raised his hand and signaled that he didn't have to say any more, "You let people keep an eye on Lianfu, and if there is any change, report it immediately." He didn't understand where this King Yu jumped out and saved the sick seedling.

Hearing this, the man in black breathed a sigh of relief, and then retreated to send someone to do something.

Murong Ting looked at the spring scene outside the window, his face gloomy.

Two days later, the emperor ordered people to thoroughly investigate the death of Lian Qing, but because of the possibility of involving the prime minister's family, no one has dared to take over so far.

In the main hall of the General's Mansion, first the grandmother of the Changding Palace in the palace came to visit on the order of Concubine Yun, and it was Chu Yiwen, the king of Yan, who came to visit with generous gifts.

Sitting on the main seat, Qi Muhuan asked his subordinates to make good tea, and then smiled and said to the man in a white robe on the left, who was as warm as jade: "Qing'er has been in a catastrophe this time, and his body has not healed yet, and he is still resting now, I am afraid that he will not be able to come out to meet guests." ”

Chu Yiwen didn't understand what she meant, but he didn't see Lian Qing himself, and his heart was not very stable after all, "It's okay, if Qing'er is inconvenient, Yiwen can go by himself." "Between the words, there is no shelf of being a prince. Humble and gentle, as if he was a junior.

"Please wait a moment." Qi Muhuan originally wanted to refuse, but this Chu Yiwen was indeed worried about Qing'er, and besides, people rushed over non-stop as soon as they returned to the city, so she couldn't stop it.

Qi Muhuan called the maid beside him, and said a few words in his ear, and the maid went down, and then, when the maid came back, he took Chu Yiwen and his guards to Qingluo Courtyard.

Lian Qing got up from the bed, dressed by himself, his complexion was very good, he didn't look like he was seriously injured yesterday, in this regard, Lian Qing himself was also very puzzled, but he had no solution, he could only think that this shell had a good recovery ability.

Zheng'er was stunned when she watched from the side, the young lady in the past was not injured, and there was still not much blood on her face, why now, the dressing movements are so neat.

Finally, Lian Qing put on his shoes and said to Zheng'er, "Open the window." Her tone was still cold and cold, and she couldn't hear much emotion.

Zheng'er was a clever one, didn't ask too much, seemed to be used to Lian Qing's tone change, opened the window, and the smell of medicine in the room suddenly dissipated a lot.

Lian Qing still wanted to say something, but there were bursts of light footsteps in her ears, and she knew that it was the maid beside Qi Muhuan who said that King Yan was here.

Soon, Chu Yiwen walked through the small garden and promenade in the front yard to Qingluo Courtyard, and the maid knocked on the door, "Second Miss, His Royal Highness King Yan has come to see you." ”

It was the maid just now, Lian Qing didn't speak, glanced at Zheng'er, and Zheng'er went to open the door.

When he opened the door, the maid who led the way retreated, Chu Yiwen asked the guards to guard at the door, and when he entered with a smile, he saw that Lian Qing had already left the bed at this time.

"How is Qing'er's injury, I discussed it with the imperial brother, and it will be beneficial to your injury."

A clear voice came into his ears, Lian Qing raised his eyes, and saw that he was wearing an elegant white dress, with a shallow smile on the corner of his lips, and a pair of brown eyes were very clear, revealing a sense of worry, just like the first quarter moon in the night sky, clear as jade.

This is Yan Wang Chu Yiwen? Sure enough, as the world said, he is a son with a clear moon.

"Thank you." Lian Qing bowed slightly, and his eyes were detached, but this condensation is indeed a good thing, one or two can be described as a thousand gold, and this Yan Wang is so willing.