Chapter 63: My Dream

Gu Lingge sat on the cloister. As the days passed, the cooling of the beginning of autumn became cool, and then to the current slight cold, and the gradual level also made the wind chill a frequent visitor. There were already people in the palace who had been isolated by the wind cold, but she was still wearing only her usual clothes, curled up her legs, clasped her hands on her knees, leaned on the pillars on the edge of the cloister and looked at the stagnant water in the courtyard.

The moonlight is good, like freshly refined silver, passing through all the items, leaving behind a beautiful shadow. The shadows of the trees are swaying, the stones are round, everything is complete and gentle, but Murong Zhi's mood is not like this. She's in a mess now.

Chu Zhaonan's reaction made her feel inexplicable. That kind of heartache and entanglement, she didn't understand clearly. As far as she is concerned, there is only some surprise and loss when she first hears the news, and there are not too many strange emotions. But why was he so excited?

In all fairness, Chu Zhaonan's expression was as faint as he usually was, but she could sense that this person was unhappy, and there was a strong sense of anger and unwillingness. Unfortunately, she didn't know why.

"Yunshuang, why does Zhao Nan have that kind of expression?" Muttered, Gu Lingge's eyes were confused. The whole thing was out of her control, and it was beyond what he had realized.

"What expression?" A voice came, and Murong Zhi raised her eyebrows. It's not Yunshuang, it's not Lixia, it's Qing Ruifan.

Qing Ruifan felt impatient tonight, and originally wanted to walk around, but he still walked outside the Fenglan Palace, and he hesitated for a long time and didn't take that step. I called the blue clothes to go in and have a look, and found that only the lights on duty were still on, so I put my mind at ease and went in.

He didn't want to go in and disturb her rest, so he just walked around the corridor, but he didn't expect to see her curled up like a child on the corridor.

Such a spirited person, under the fine outline of the moonlight, is as helpless as a child. Then the temperament that does not match can only be released on a night when it is as dark as ink.

Who is it that says that a strong person should be strong at all times and in all places? And who said that those who can laugh should laugh all the time?

The actors in the drama who can cry and laugh, and can collect and play, aren't they classics because of that smile? Men don't flick when they have tears, but they haven't reached the sad place, people in the world, which one is not like this?

"Zhi." Qing Ruifan took a light step by step, and walked over very gently. This man was usually covered with thorns, and even now he didn't dare to relax too much. I'm afraid, wrong.

"Why are you here?" Murong Zhi didn't mean anything else, he just thought that this time had already passed, and he didn't rest here with the concubines for anything. Before, when Qing Ruifan was still arresting the rebels and had not yet ascended the throne, she had seen that the three stacks of folds piled up on the side of the dragon case were still when he did not ascend the throne and the prime minister divided power to control part of the power.

"I, I just finished the recital and wanted to wander around, so I came over. I thought you were asleep, so ......" Even Qing Ruifan himself knew that this reason was not valid. She came in because she was asleep, so how fierce should she be?

These words were placed between the two of them, knowing that they didn't want to disturb each other, and in the eyes of those who didn't know, it must be another big crime for Murong Zhi.

"Qing Ruifan, are you still afraid of me?" But Murong Zhi didn't think so. All courtesy, either because of fear or because of strangeness. She and Qing Ruifan are no longer strangers, so the only reason left is fear.

"I, I didn't." Qing Ruifan knew that once his words were spoken, Murong Zhi would definitely react like this. He could hear the bitterness in her words, did that mean he still had a chance to get her?

"That's it." Murong Zhi glanced at him lightly, saw that he looked depressed and hesitant, closed his eyes, and gave up. She doesn't like to force others, it's okay if the task object arrives, but for Qing Ruifan, she can't do it and can't do it.

There are only so many people around her and the people she has seen. Family members like Chu Zhaonan Yunshuang, friends of Huyue, and those of their own task objects. She was only so ruthless in front of others, but she didn't know what made Qing Ruifan hallucinate, making him feel that she was like a wolf like a tiger like all killers.

"Ah Zhi, Chu ......" Qing Ruifan was interrupted by Murong Zhi before he finished speaking.

"Chu Zhaonan has looked for you, hasn't he?" A lot of things are about preemptiveness. If Qing Ruifan said it first, it would become Murong Zhi's passive, and she didn't like it, and it would turn into a forced question.

"Yes, about Chu Xu's death and Yaoyao's liking." Qing Ruifan's eyebrows furrowed. "Chu Xu is his half-brother, he has been helping the prime minister to do things, bullying him, and last month he stole Sinan, who was the imperial divination supervisor, committed suicide in fear of crime." Murong Zhi hadn't heard anything about Chu Xu, so he explained it to her.

"The Imperial Diviner? When did it happen? Did you find anything valuable? Murong Zhi seemed to have caught something, and sneered in her heart. She should have a way to explain what had happened.

No one didn't know about that palace search, but the name was "autumn and winter deworming", but in fact, no one knew anything.

"I found the three Sinans in the night room at the back door of the Imperial Garden, and then found a book full of special symbols in Chu Xu's room, and a sand table, buried with two villains in Chinese costumes, a man and a woman" The back door of the Royal Garden is a very special night room, and few people know. It is rumored in the palace that there are ghosts in the imperial garden, and the matter corresponding to the stars is also rumored to be divine. The chief of the imperial divination supervisor didn't say anything, only treated it as a rumor.

"Yes." Then the matter is well explained. "I'll take care of the Prime Minister's affairs." The joints that Murong Zhi could think of, Qing Ruifan also thought of. Although it doesn't make much sense, once established, it is a very powerful helper to bring down the prime minister. Qing Ruifan is the emperor after all, and it is easy to say if the affairs of the harem are regulations, but this kind of speculation similar to chewing the root of the tongue is still not suitable for him.

"Uh-huh. If there is anything else, it is the matter of Yaoyao and Chu Zhaonan. Qing Ruifan observed Murong Zhi's face, then sat down gently, hugged her knees like her, put her head on her arms, and looked directly at Murong Zhi.

"Yaoyao came to me today and said a lot, but the main thing is to ask me not to marry Chu Zhaonan first." Qing Ruifan's eyes were bright, but Murong Zhi just let out a faint sigh, waiting for his next words. She didn't look him in the eye, she looked at the hem of her dress. The light in his eyes made her feel a little embarrassed.

"I thought, Yaoyao has such a clear goal for the first time in a long time, and with her swearing, I agreed. He will not marry Chu Zhaonan in a short period of time, nor will he interfere in all activities between them. Qing Ruifan still repeated.

"The Emperor has come to look for me, too. I am basically in agreement with you. Murong Zhi's eyebrows were faint. She was originally an indifferent person, and she could help other people's affairs, but she would not interfere. Everyone has their own trajectory in life.

"Qing Ruifan, do you know what I want to do?" A very abrupt sentence, there was no foreshadowing, but the moment he said it, it made Qing Ruifan's eyebrows jump. Is this person going to tell him his story? Has it really come to this point?

"When I was young and didn't start training, I wanted to play. Every day, I watched the people in the Zhuangzi come and go, carrying different kinds of things, and I really wanted to go out and have a look. "The commercial nature of Liulizhuang determines that there are strangers in the village at any time, with different things, the dust of different places, and the intersection of different lives.

"Later, my father began to pull me to train, and every day after training, it was like being fished out of the water, and when I was lying on the bluestone slab and had no strength to stand up, I wanted to kill all the people who forced me, as long as they told me 'I should', I would kill them." When he said this, Murong Zhi's voice was as calm and clear as that, but Qing Ruifan understood the difference.

According to Murong Zhi's endurance and arrogant temperament, he can do what he says. The more oppressed, the more you have to refute. I'm afraid she has challenged those strong people countless times back then, and her ability to survive until now should be the result of those people.

All the training has made Murong Zhi what he is now, but all those who have also hurt Murong Zhi fiercely. There is no right or wrong, and such a blurred line makes Qing Ruifan very distressed.

"Now, even though I'm here, I still think that one day, I can take myself and a simple package, from the north where there are always snowflakes and silver to the south where the seasons are like spring, from the east with the salty smell of the sea breeze to the west where there is only the fragrance of forests and the steep and difficult to walk, take a good look at this world." It's not because the world makes her so hard and sad, she must live with a bone-eating hatred.

Even if the world is cruel, she still wants to see it. Maybe she can find a place where everyone is quiet and beautiful enough, and everyone is willing to be kind to others, without those murderous soldiers and scheming.

"Zhi." Qing Ruifan slowly stood up and walked in front of her. Murong Zhi suddenly remembered to look up, and when she looked at him, she found that his eyes were full of pity and firmness. Why be distressed? It's just a little dream of my own.

"Ah Zhi, if you believe me, I will definitely help you achieve your wishes, with me, you will definitely be able to." Yes, he is the emperor, as long as he says what is okay, what is not to do?

However, Murong Zhi didn't feel happy, and the melancholy in her heart dissipated inexplicably, but she didn't make any moves. They weren't two people who didn't have anything to meet, so where did they come from?

Qing Ruifan stepped forward, slowly opened his arms, and picked her up, her long sleeves were wrapped tightly, every time at this time, Qing Ruifan would feel distressed. The person in his arms is really thin.

Murong Zhi didn't make any moves, closed his eyes, and let the faint smell of spices flow between his noses.

Qing Ruifan, what kind of person is he? Where do you start to investigate the reasons for your own non-resistance?