The communication of the noble officials and wealthy families, the water ghost really felt bored and bored, and after the inexplicable fools repeatedly came to find fault and went to Murong Changxi, she took the red-eyed Murong Changxi back to the Xi Palace.

The water ghost touched his head, wanting to comfort him casually, but he heard him say weakly: "Ling'er, I want to be quiet." ”

In this case, Jing Jing couldn't play with anyone's stalk, and before she could respond, Murong Changxi had already lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and returned to his own pure heart courtyard in despair.

The water ghost looked at Murong Changxi's tall but unable to take on anything's back, thinking of the words of those fools who found fault and said, 'Your Majesty will be unconscious, maybe it was caused by you', his brows furrowed slightly, these words came out, maybe there would be some twists and turns.

After a long groan, the water ghost called Ni Sheng who was following him and said: "You go to investigate and investigate those sons and daughters just now, ignore the good things, and turn over the dirty things they have done and spread them, don't be too heavy, so that they can no longer gain a foothold in the capital." ”

As soon as the words fell, she remembered that she had seen those fools who were finding fault with the fourteenth princess and the cottage Sicong, so she added, "You also sent someone to look through the affairs of the fourteenth princess and her mother." "The fourteenth princess and the cottage Sicong are brothers and sisters of the same mother, their hatred for Murong Changxi is too deep, not like an ordinary disgust and dislike for fools, if it is their mother concubine, asking them to target Murong Changxi and drag her down by the way, then she doesn't mind moving her fingers to get rid of that woman and put an end to future troubles or something.

"Yes, sis. Ni Shang solemnly replied.

**

There is silence, the sky and the earth are empty and vast, only the lonely moon, gazing at this quiet night from afar.

The water ghost was looking at the stacks of ledgers, the door was knocked on by Murong Changxi carefully, she called him in, and saw him stupidly, wearing only thin underwear, holding a pillow in his arms, his eyes were red, looking at her pitifully, and said softly and cowardly: "Ling'er, I, I can't sleep......"

The water ghost rubbed his eyes, glanced at the water leak, and found that it was already the middle of the ugly hour, two o'clock in the morning in the twenty-first century, thinking of the puppy who would sleep dimly at eight or nine o'clock on weekdays, she said: "I asked Ah Su to tell you a story." "Ah Sour is Murong Changxi's personal servant.

Murong Changxi shook his head hesitantly, opened his mouth to say something, pursed his lips pitifully, and just struggled with a pair of red, bright, and moist rabbit eyes, looking at the water ghost in a daze, like a puppy who wanted to struggle and was powerless before dying.

She sighed silently and deeply in her heart, "Go and lie down in my bed, I'll go change my pajamas." ”

Hearing this, Murong Changxi's moist eyes brightened, and he seemed to be very happy, so he nodded heavily in response: "Hmm!"

The water ghost changed into a tailor-made cotton pajamas and returned to the inner room, and Murong Changxi was already lying obediently on the side of the quilt, still holding the soft big pillow tightly in his arms. She lay down on the bed and asked curiously, "What's the matter with this pillow?"

Murong Changxi rubbed the corner of the pillow with his face: "My father gave it, if I said that Changxi was afraid, holding the pillow was like hugging him." ”

The water ghost with a big brain, subconsciously thought that Emperor Yongfeng was lying between her and him, goosebumps fell to the ground, and even the bones were terrified and screamed out to express the refusal in capital letters, she was busy holding back her dirty thoughts, and said: "What you heard today is just nonsense they deliberately said in order to make you sad, don't think about it anymore." ”

"Hmm. Most of Murong Changxi's face was buried in the pillow, his bright and red eyes looked at the flawless side face of the water ghost for a moment, and he smiled stupidly and said: "I don't know why, as long as I am by Ling'er's side, I will feel very relieved." ”

"Then go to sleep, it's late. Out of subconscious tenderness, the water ghost tucked the quilt for him.

Murong Changxi's face buried in the pillow stretched out a little, gently rubbed her hand, and replied with satisfaction: "Hmm." ”