Murong Zhao couldn't see that Yang Qiqi was not angry, but when he thought of her smiling expression just now, his heart was not very happy.

Wen Yaojia saw that his arms were tightly wrapped, and immediately sat beside him, ready to feed him breakfast.

Murong Zhao stretched out his right arm a little awkwardly, and said lightly: "It's better for me to do it myself." ”

Wen Yaojia asked nervously, "Your Highness, is your injury okay?" ”

Murong Zhao took the spoon in his hand and said slowly: "It's okay." With that, he leisurely scooped a spoonful of white porridge and swallowed it.

This appearance is a bit tasteless.

Tan Fujia watched coldly, and he was even more curious in his heart, not knowing what Murong Zhao and Yang Qiqi had experienced these days.

Murong Zhao used a small half bowl, and he looked like he couldn't eat it, pushed the bowl, and looked at Tan Fujia with a calm and indifferent expression: "Mr. Tan, let's go inside and talk." ”

Tan Fujia said yes, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and followed Murong Zhao into the inner room.

"The people in Xiao Qin Village may have been wiped out by the secret guards around the prince, and the matter of the gold mine is likely to be cut off." As soon as Murong Zhao entered the inner room, he opened his mouth in a low voice. In this way, where is Yang Qiqi's bright and warm, naughty and naïve appearance in front of him, as if he has become the eleventh prince with a calm and introverted expression and indifferent to people.

Tan Fujia nodded, "I've already gone to check, Xiao Qin Village has almost never existed, and there is no trace at all." It can be seen that the secret guard around the prince. It's not about eating white food. Fortunately, the prince's people haven't found out that it was His Highness that you are investigating this matter. Therefore, I can only keep my eyes on Miss Yang. ”

Murong Zhao took a deep breath, and his voice was a little low, "Although Xiao Qincun is gone, we don't have any evidence to say it in front of our father, but the matter of the Qinling Gold Mine can't just be done, we have to find a reason to find out openly." ”

Tan Fujia solemnly persuaded Murong Zhao: "Your Highness, Your Majesty asked you to go to Qinling to secretly investigate the matter of the Qinling garrison and the letter to the prince. You inexplicably involve His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, what do you want to say in front of Your Majesty? What's more, His Majesty has no intention of easy storage at all, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has always been decent in front of His Majesty. You rashly presented it to Your Majesty, but I am afraid that it is us who will be embarrassed. ”

Murong Zhao naturally knew this, and his father favored him and returned to him. But the crown prince, as the eldest son, has a great position in his father's heart, not to mention that the relationship between the emperor and the queen has always been deep, and the prince has not made a mistake, so he will definitely not be easily deposed.

"I never had such a mind before. Even if you sometimes persuade me tactfully, you will often feel pity, but I don't have the heart to compete with the prince. Murong Zhao said, he couldn't help squinting slightly, and his eyes became distant and profound, as if they were a thousand-year-old ancient well.

In his mind, he remembered Yang Qiqi's sigh on Ulsan, "When will the world be peaceful and not teach the world to have sad sounds?" The melancholy and compassion, as well as the encouragement of ambition, "God doesn't care, you can take care of it." God can't bless Shiqingping, I hope you can give this world a Haiyan River Qing. ”

Yang Qiqi's radiant eyes under the sunset, it was hard for him to forget.

"In the past, I just wanted to try to survive in the palace, and I wanted to be on my own as soon as possible, so that no one could easily do anything to me, so that no one could harm me. But now, the prince is ruthless and cruel. In the palace, it was a brother and a friend, and a scene of leveling up was just a mirror in the end. But behind the scenes? Those tricks that still have to calculate with each other, and you fight for me, even at the expense of innocent poor people, really disgust me. Talk sir, if you can. I want to change the world! Give this world a peace and happiness, and the Haiyan River is clear. When Murong Zhao said this, his eyes unconsciously flashed with dazzling light.

Tan Fujia listened to the blood boiling, and he also became ambitious. He burst into tears of excitement and nodded: "Your Highness, if you are willing to go on, you will never give up your humble duties." ”

For the first time, the master and servant said these words openly and honestly, talking about what kind of person Fu Jia was, and immediately offered advice to Murong Zhao: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has already set his sights on the Seventh Girl, and I am afraid that the Seventh Girl will not be able to retreat from this matter." Why don't you take this opportunity to push the matter onto the Seventh Highness. Now although His Royal Highness the Seventh is working under His Royal Highness the Prince, he is also a first-class yang and yin, and he is false and wronged. Let the crown prince see this clearly, and his power will also be weakened. And His Royal Highness the Seventh, don't think about using the name of the crown prince to find convenience for yourself! ”

As soon as Murong Zhao heard that he was going to use Yang Qiqi, he immediately objected: "The seventh girl was involved, and she was really forced to be helpless. She is a boudoir woman, please don't beat her idea. In addition, there are other good ways to think about it. ”

Tan Fujia saw that he was eager to defend it, and his heart moved, and he said to Murong Zhao: "Your Highness, you have troubled Miss Yang Qi for a long time, have you ever explained the cause and effect of this matter to her?" ”

Murong Zhao shook his head, "I'm just afraid that she will be too deeply involved, and when the time comes, she will fall into the quagmire of this prince dispute." ”

Tan Fu Jia said: "I feel that the seventh girl is now suffering with you, and the friendship should be extraordinary. Moreover, although the seventh girl is young, she can be regarded as a female middle school, and the women are not allowed to shave their eyebrows. Do you want to talk about this matter with her, and ask the seventh girl to come and give us an idea. ”

Murong Zhao frowned a little hesitantly, and said slowly, "Sir, let me think about it again." ”

At this time, Wen Yaojia came in with hot tea.

Murong Zhao rarely shy away from her, and she naturally heard Tan Fujia's words outside saying that he wanted to use Yang Qiqi. But when he heard Murong Zhao hesitate, he couldn't help but feel anxious, and after entering the door and putting down the teacup, he reminded Murong Zhao in a low voice: "Your Highness, your wound has just bled out, do you want to let Miss Yang's maid show you again?" ”

Murong Zhao happened to have something to ask Zhu Yi, so he nodded hurriedly and said, "You let An Liang go to the Seventh Girl's house to say something, and ask Zhu Yi to come over and take a look." Don't alarm the Seven Maidens anymore. ”

After a while, Zhu Yi entered the door unhappily, and when he saw that Wen Yaojia was also in Murong Zhao's inner room, his expression became even colder. only saluted Murong Zhao, but it looked like it was more perfunctory and perfunctory.

Wen Yaojia looked uncomfortable, and couldn't help but scold her: "Didn't you girl teach you how to salute and say hello?" ”

Zhu Yi glanced at her and said lightly: "If Miss Ayao thinks I'm vulgar, then Your Highness doesn't need me." ”

Murong Zhao happily stopped Wen Yaojia and said, "We have been together all these days, and we are very familiar. Left and right we are outside, everything is simple, everything is simple. ”

Zhu Yi was even more unhappy in his heart, thinking to himself, the girl is nothing more than this in His Royal Highness's heart. If the people around His Highness Thirteen dare to judge the girl like this, with the temper of His Highness Thirteen, he must not be pumped with a big mouth!

Murong Zhao saw that Zhu Yi's eyes were about to roll to the sky, and he hurriedly asked Wen Yaojia and Tan Fujia and the others to go down.

Zhu thought that he took off his right arm by himself, and couldn't help but wonder: "Why did His Highness take out his right arm by himself, and he was not afraid of the injury again?" ”

Murong Zhao smiled: "It's more convenient to take it down." ”

Zhu Yi guessed, did His Highness Eleventh not like to let Wen Yaojia feed, so he took it down and had breakfast by himself? Thinking like this, she felt a little more comfortable in her heart, and her expression towards Murong Zhao was much gentler. stepped forward and looked at Murong Zhao's left arm, and while removing the gauze for him, he said slowly: "Your Highness, you should also take care of the people around you." Why don't you ignore it and rush up! Look, you're two days late for this injury, and it's not you who hurts! ”

Murong Zhao listened to Zhu Yi's thoughts with a smile, and asked her again: "What is your girl doing, is she not very happy?" ”

Zhu Yi carefully helped him clean his wounds, and said bluntly: "I'm not happy, what should I do to be unhappy?" The slave and maid were very happy to look at my girl. I just drank two bowls of porridge, and I was reading a book at this time. ”

Murong Zhao was a little lost and didn't say anything. Zhu Yi couldn't help but deliberately use force when bandaging him, and Murong Zhao, who was in pain, hissed, and she was relieved in her heart.

When she was bandaged and ready to leave, she heard Murong Zhao say: "You, you should invite your girl to come over, I have some things to discuss with her." ”

Zhu Yi nodded in response, but after a while, Murong Zhao went back and forth, saying that Yang Qiqi was sleepy from reading and fell asleep, and came back when she woke up.

Wen Yaojia looked at Zhu Yi's arrogant and uninferior appearance, and she didn't like it very much. When the others left, they couldn't help but ask Murong Zhao: "Are the maidservants around Miss Yang like this, neither up nor down, no respect or humility?" ”

Murong Zhao smiled indifferently and patiently explained to her: "The Seventh Girl grew up in Ulsan, and her rules are different from those of other famous nobles. It's kind of informal, it's not as serious as you say. ”

Wen Yaojia snorted lightly, "It's informal, but it can be placed in the Eastern Capital, that is, there are no rules, no rules, no tutor, Your Highness is close to the seventh girl, it is better to remind her." ”

Murong Zhao responded perfunctorily, and asked Wen Yaojia again: "Ah Yao, did you say that Xiao Qi is really dead?" ”

Wen Yaojia's heart skipped a beat, and she asked Murong Zhao, "Why does Your Highness ask like this?" ”

Murong Zhao did not answer Wen Yaojia's words directly, but said thoughtfully: "I didn't see Xiao Qi's body at that time, you say, Xiao Qi, will she still be alive." ”

Wen Yaojia's eyelids jumped unconsciously, her expression was a little sad, and she said sadly: "Why do you bother to mention it again!" You don't see it, but the slave sees it clearly. Is Xiao Qi really dead, or did he die to save the slave maid. The more Wen Yaojia spoke, the more sad she became, and she whimpered and cried.

As soon as Murong Zhao saw Wen Yaojia crying, he was a little at a loss, and hurriedly said, "It's not that I don't believe you, don't cry." I'm just, I just think that someone is very similar to Xiao Qi. ”

Wen Yaojia immediately said toughly: "Even if she is, she is not Xiao Qi." Your Highness, don't think that Xiao Qi is back because of the word 'Qi' in anyone's name. You can't live with Xiao Qi, and you can't live with this girl! ”