Chapter 56 Lake Moon Zhaonan

"Presumptuous!" Qing Ruifan himself couldn't be ruthless and murderous Murong Zhi, but now he was so angry and fierce by Hu Yue, how could he bear this breath?

"See the Emperor." The people in the hall were also confused by Qing Ruifan's sudden roar, and they knelt on the ground. Murong Zhi sat in place, looking at the two men in front of him speechless for a while.

She felt that she must have read the yellow calendar wrong today, it was not appropriate to get up, and there were so many things to do when she got up.

"Come on, take Huyue down and lock him up." Qing Ruifan was also suddenly shocked, and punished without saying anything, Lan Yi called someone behind him, but Hu Yue didn't even say a word of rebuttal, and obediently followed.

"Zhi, are you alright?" Qing Ruifan waved his hand to withdraw most of the people, hurriedly moved forward, raised his two hands, originally wanted to hug her, but lifted it into the air and suddenly put it down, he didn't want to make her unhappy. Therefore, even if you are worried about her empty eyes, you can't do anything but words in the end.

"Nope." Murong Zhi looked at Qing Ruifan straight for a while before shaking his head and answering, his voice inevitably slow. In Qing Ruifan's ears, it was a sign of fright.

He knew that Huyue's temperament shouldn't be like this. Such a gentle person, although he is unforgiving, rarely leaks such emotions. He has always only focused on what he is interested in, so, Murong Zhi, who is he?

"Ah Zhi, I know about Li Zhen." Qing Ruifan sighed and remembered this stubble again.

"Well, what did Taifu say?" Qing Ruifan knew it, which meant that Li Yu also knew, after all, this was part of his family's business, and it was normal to inquire.

"Taifu said to be disposed of." Qing Ruifan has always known that Li Yuzhi is in general, but they also know that if this matter is really investigated, I am afraid that it will not make too much trouble. Anyway, it's just the life and death of the harem concubines.

Li Yu didn't like the harem, and the vermilion dyed with blood made him feel cruel when he saw it. He also said as early as when Li Zhen decided that he would have to take care of everything after entering the palace, and he would never help any more. As soon as the palace gate entered the deep sea, the family had nothing to do with her from then on.

"Got it." Murong Zhi was a little surprised by this answer. She still didn't believe that Li Yu was really so ruthless. If he was really so ruthless, why did he let Li Zhen go to the Lantern Festival in the first place? Why did he pull down his old face and beg Qing Ruifan to let Li Zhen enter the palace? At this point, do you say it doesn't matter? Who believes?

Qing Ruifan observed her face, saw the obvious mockery, and shook his head helplessly. Li Yu has been dragged helplessly by this Li Zhen. Li Yu, who is at the age of Huajia, just thinks about family harmony and beauty, Li Zhen has been willful for so many years, and Li Yu is the last mercy to send her into the palace. After that, she has to walk by herself, and life or death has nothing to do with the Li family.

"Ah Zhi, just Xuanfu sent Chu Zhaonan to come over and ask to see him." Qing Ruifan sat down, hesitated for a while, but then stretched out his right hand and gently held the left hand of the person who was close at hand. It's a little cool.

"Oh? See you or see me? Murong Zhi didn't break free. His palms seemed to be warm, and streams of heat rushed to her. It seems that this feeling is not bad, and it looks very reassuring. Murong Zhi has never felt "dependent", she has always been relied on by others in her life, and she is full of pride, when has she been so soft now?

"See you." Qing Ruifan didn't know what Chu Zhaonan thought. But with Chang Dong's guarantee and Chu Zhaonan's clear eyes, he had no reason to refuse. He'll be there for her anyway.

"Oh, let's go back to the palace." Murong Zhi didn't have time to do this in the past two days, Chu Zhaonan wanted to see her completely wearing a night suit and climbing over the wall, and she could only play with him if she had to go through formal channels.

What's more, she also saw the resentment in Qing Ruifan's eyes. This man was still annoyed by Huyue's affairs just now, and he didn't want to hit the muzzle of the gun again. She didn't want to annoy the guy. Although Qing Ruifan said that he was obedient in front of her, it was still not time to draw conclusions to him.

Sure enough, after Qing Ruifan listened, the force in his hand became softer. It should be that the whole person is relaxed. Murong Zhi's eyes blinked, smiled slightly, took a cup and handed it over: "Here you go."

Qing Ruifan took it, looked at the withered yellow water like fallen leaves, and just looked at it, and then raised his head and drank it. Murong Zhi raised her eyebrows and didn't say anything. Although she was curious.

"People say that the emperor is suspicious, but you can rest assured." It doesn't hurt or itch, which hides Murong Zhi's curiosity, but in Qing Ruifan's opinion, it is not so.

Is this, concerned?

"Ah Zhi, I would never disbelieve you." Qing Ruifan didn't know why Murong Zhi would ask something that was so easy for him to misunderstand. Whether it's good or bad, he's still happy.

The so-called love is just that I like you and want you to like me slowly. Feelings are a person's business, but love cannot depend on only one person.

"Ah Zhi, I will accept all the things you give me very happily, all the rights I can give you are absolute trust, all the words I have said, there will be no one day of deterioration, I like you." Qing Ruifan was still holding Murong Zhi's hand in his hand, saying word by word the sentence that burned people to death would not pay for his life, his eyes seemed to be the stormy waves on the sea, and the wind whimpered, but in the end it was all her shadow.

The brightness in Murong Zhi's eyes disappeared little by little, and when she looked at the person in front of her, she forgot to withdraw her hand. She was choked by the furious sadness and affection in his eyes, and for a moment she could not say a word.

Is that kind of calm and far-reaching, like a storm transiting, the so-called love?

"Oh." Her face changed several times, Murong Zhi's eyes wandered, and the time of a stick of incense passed, and the hot tea slowly evaporated and turned into stagnant water, and she heard herself say this. Why? Why do you have regrets and regrets after you say it? She didn't know.

Qing Ruifan didn't say anything more in the end, just slowly raised her hand, bent over, approached, and put his handsome face on her delicate hand that was slightly cold. It's a strange touch, but it's still bitter in my heart.

The pain of unrequited love is that whether it's really sad or not, you can never say it

"Yunshuang might as well think about it, after all, following the queen is not a good errand." Wang Jingchen bit the word good very hard, as if something bad would happen if she didn't obey. Yunshuang stood in front of her with her back straight, and she hadn't bent over since she saluted. Although Wang Jingchen looked very eye-catching, she didn't say anything.

"Niangniang is saying that as long as Yunshuang comes, she will not only be able to become Niangniang's palace maid, but also be able to leave the palace early to marry?" Yunshuang avoided the important and trivialized, complaining about how she forgot the iron law that the wall has ears, while bothering to think about the vocabulary and confronting the pestering goblin in front of her.

Yunshuang is not wrong to say so. It's just that if this palace is not mistaken, King Yong seems to have some fate with Yunshuang, and this palace can help. Wang Jingchen lazily fiddled with the oranges on the plate in front of her, her eyes were lazy, but the slightest bit was sharp. This person's posture is still there. But it has no effect on Yunshuang at all.

"Niangniang......" Yunshuang made a panicked look. Yes, what about Lord Yong, for her, love has to be fought for by herself, what is the use of this threat? Besides, how much can a mere concubine really do more than the queen does? It's ridiculous.

But obviously, Wang Jingchen really believed it. Her contemptuous eyes revealed: Just a slave, who in this world is not planning everything for themselves? As long as the interests are proper and the words are appropriate, where do those loyal people come from?

"Yunshuang should understand that people are selfish. The queen is in a high position, and there are very few things that can be obtained from you, so what do you use to get what you want? "Admittedly, she still has some skills in convincing people. In other words, life in the deep palace gave her more insights.

"But this palace is different. If this palace wants to rely on you to climb up, it will naturally have to meet your requirements, so that you and the prince also have more possibilities, right? "Knowing the reason, Wang Jingchen's statement is flawless. If it weren't for Yunshuang's plan, most of them would have been deceived.

Different people have different experiences, and there will be different opinions about one thing, and the more this is the case, the more judgment is needed. Yunshuang has followed Murong Zhi for so many years, and if she wanted to be cheated, she would have been deceived a long time ago.

"Mother forgiveness. Yunshuang wanted to think about it. Yunshuang still didn't tear her face away, and chose to boil the frog in warm water. Wang Jingchen felt that it was not good for her to be persecuted too much, so she could only agree. The moment she left the courtyard, Yun Shuang's eyes sharpened, and she was still the head of the Yun family, and the independent woman who wanted not to be coerced.

Mu Mansion.

"Uncle, do we have to do this?" The woman stood in the moonlit courtyard, everything turned silver, and there was a square brocade box on the stone coffee table in the center of the courtyard.

"Girl, we don't have a choice." The sound of vicissitudes came through the wind and snow and the years, and even a sigh was so heavy and long.

"Girl, I understand everything you want to say. But you also have to understand that nothing is more important than that. The old man's cloudy eyes were faintly shining, and the hands holding the bamboo cane were full of calluses, and the years had carved and chiseled.

"I see." The woman finally didn't ask any more. Walking forward, put her hands on the brocade box, the smooth feel could only make her frown and sigh in her heart, the dantian was angry, running Zhoutian, after a stick of incense, as the green tendons on the woman's hand were highlighted, the brocade box was slowly deformed, and finally it couldn't stand being broken, the cyan ash was scattered on the ground, and the two beast ears fell like a handle, and there was a deep word on it:

Thousand.