Chapter 147 Yuan Concubine Ruifan

Concubine Yuan's canonization ceremony is destined not to be too cold, after all, she is a saint of southern Xinjiang, and everything must be the most delicate. Murong Zhi has rarely been to southern Xinjiang, and Qing Ruiyang, who knows the customs best, is busy with her own marriage, and she doesn't want to ask for it at all, so she can only ask Chu Zhaonan.

Chu Zhaonan has also been absent-minded recently. That day, when Qing Jingyao was about to say that she was going to visit Murong Zhi, she had already said that the two of them wanted to talk, but two days later, except for Qing Jingyao returning home for some reason, there was no news at all.

Didn't you say that you like yourself very much?

So when he heard Murong Zhi's summons, he didn't feel a little relaxed in his heart, but was at a loss. He didn't know what Murong Zhi was about to say, but his inexplicable care for Qing Jingyao made him upset.

"What are the marriage customs in southern Xinjiang?" Murong Zhi is plain today, all of her body is covered with dark lines, and there is not a single flower. The weather outside was already freezing cold, and she felt that her heart was the same, nothing, nothing, even her eyes were lonely.

"Southern Xinjiang?" Chu Zhaonan read a sentence unintentionally, and the consciousness in his heart was still not complete. "Most of the customs in southern Xinjiang are local, and there is no feasibility of moving here, so it is better to think more about the decorations." A casual answer, nothing was clear.

"I know, but since the emperor attaches so much importance to her, it is better to have even if it is only a section." Murong Zhi didn't want to spend all this hard work, but she was still the queen.

"Ge'er, you don't need to think about this, anyway, it's also a royal concubine, can't you just preside over it." Chu Zhaonan felt a little strange, but it was also commonplace. Murong Zhi has always been the one who restricts herself the most. Whether it is Liulizhuang or Fenglan Palace, as long as she stands in that position, she must finish it well.

"What's wrong with you?" Murong Zhi knew what Chu Zhaonan meant, but still didn't say anything. His expression was paler than usual, and it was obvious that he had something on his mind.

"Is there still no news from Qing Jingyao?" Chu Zhaonan didn't know why he was so frizzy, but he was looking forward to it in his heart, even if it was just a few words, it would be good, but after being silent for so long, there was nothing.

"Well, Yaoyao hasn't been here yet." Shihua's inquiry that day now seemed more like a fake, and Qing Jingyao didn't have any explanation or any ideas.

"Forget it." Chu Zhaonan didn't have anything else to say, shook his head, and looked at Murong Zhi with a pair of clear eyes again, "I'll give you a list of marriage customs in Southern Xinjiang later." "Subconsciously, I was already leaving. Murong Zhi didn't stop him, so he went with him.

"Lixia." After everyone was empty, Murong Zhi sat quietly on the chair, the teacup on the table fell to the ground, shattered into many small pieces like petals, Murong Zhi bent down and slowly picked it up, and then called outside.

"! Don't move, I'll come, let me come. Lixia heard the sound of the ceramic cracking, and the reason why she paused for a while was to get a broom. However, as soon as he walked to the door, he saw a Xuanyi standing at the door - Qing Ruifan.

Qing Ruifan called Lixia to silence, and then gently pushed the door and approached. Although the clothes Murong Zhi is wearing today are still ordinary and elegant, the blue has been pressed by white, and almost the entire Luo skirt is plain white. There are no patterns and no pearls, and her figure alone sinks in the half-dark hall, and squats on the ground, no matter how you look at it, she feels desolate.

It is forbidden to be white in the palace, but Murong Zhi does not often go out of the palace, but she is just in the palace, so naturally she wears it casually. What Qing Ruifan didn't expect was that Murong Zhi's usual height was not much worse than herself, but now, as soon as she squatted down, it made his heart tighten.

Lixia bent her knees slightly, then stepped forward with the cleaning tool. When he approached, Murong Zhi just grabbed a piece of porcelain in the palm of his hand. Li Xia looked at Murong Zhi and was shocked, but there was no panic in her voice: Murong Zhi said that she didn't need people around her to make a fuss.

"Does the mother need to pass on the imperial doctor?" Li Xia stopped her hand and looked at Murong Zhi motionlessly, very anxious, but unable to speak.

"No, it's not a big wound, it's going to be okay eventually." Murong Zhi stood up, still holding the broken porcelain piece in her hand. Yes, no matter what kind of scars it is, it will be fine in the end, is there still less hideous bloodstains she has seen in her life?

Lixia answered, quietly cleaning up the remaining cup residues. She already knew Murong Zhi's temperament, and if she couldn't persuade her, she didn't bother to persuade again.

"Is there anything the Emperor has to say?" Murong Zhi didn't look back, but her face was contemptuous. She no longer has the emotions she should have for this person, no matter what aspect it is, she is already good at what she can do. Qing Ruifan and her have nothing to do with each other.

"I'm just coming here......" Qing Ruifan's heart began to cool when she heard her address herself. Murong Zhi will certainly call him the emperor when he is angry, but he still has some emotions after all, and now listening to her voice, he doesn't feel anything anymore.

What happened between them?

"I have already prepared for the canonization ceremony of Concubine Yuan, and it is estimated that the emperor will be able to salute the day after tomorrow." When Murong Zhi said this, she completely regarded Qing Ruifan as a simple female emperor, and she couldn't wait to ask herself what the rest of the procedures were for a woman.

"The wedding of General Chu and Emperor Ji, the emperor didn't say the specific time, and he was just thinking about it for the time being. The good day of the Nine Princes and Yunshuang is three days after the Nine Princes are set, and I am ready here, and I will only wait to marry at that time. "Murong Zhi has already done everything that needs to be done by herself, and the rest is no longer in her control.

"Thank you for your hard work." Qing Ruifan watched Murong Zhi say these words in one breath, and he didn't know how to answer for a while. He came over this time just because he missed him, but she looked more like she was going to push him away.

What about the next day's salute? That's not what he wanted. "Could it be that in Ah Zhi's eyes, I am an emperor who only knows beauty?" He had never asked Murong Zhi this question, because he had never doubted Murong Zhi's thoughts. He thought that even if he was incompetent in the eyes of outsiders, weak and modest, Murong Zhi would be on his side.

Now it seems, is it my own mistake?

Murong Zhi didn't look at him squarely. In her eyes, this man is neither an emperor nor a husband, but just a stepping stone to a task, why should she care about him? "It has nothing to do with me." When she said this, something moved in her heart, and it was like a thorn in her heart. But she didn't care.

Murong Zhi has been cultivating so many lessons for so many years, and the final result is that she can't care too much. She used to really believe in that concubine, but in the end she was pushed to the tip of the knife, she also believed in the affection of her parents, but in the end she was sent to death by her father. Sometimes this man doesn't have to expose himself.

Who isn't raised by their parents? Do you deserve to be bullied? No one is his own armor, so he must be his own emperor.

"I've already done what I should do, and you can do the rest yourself." Murong Zhi's words are already the most obvious eviction order. She didn't want to see this man anymore, and she felt irritated every time she met. I don't know when and why it started, but she subconsciously knew that what annoyed her shouldn't appear in front of her.

"Zhi." Qing Ruifan looked at her indifferently, as if he didn't care about anything. This appearance did not calm him, but made him even more angry. No one can do this to him, and besides, this is still the person he likes!

Qing Ruifan stepped forward a few steps, Murong Zhi's eyes suddenly became fierce, watching his every move, and he couldn't be prepared. Qing Ruifan ignored her gaze and walked straight forward.

He held her in his arms, no matter how Murong Zhi struggled and resisted, he didn't let go even when he bent his elbow and hit him in the stomach. Murong Zhi hadn't encountered this situation before, but she didn't expect Qing Ruifan to be so persevering.

Murong Zhi's right hand was still bleeding, so the strength was not great, even if it hit Qing Ruifan's face, it would just make him a little sore. He tried to hold her head, and saw that her eyes were full of disgust and surprise.

Suddenly, a dull ache began in his heart. When he kept this distance from everyone, they were all excited, and when they came to Murong Zhi, they became as wary and disgusted as a madman. She's his queen, and his wife is wary of herself?!

He didn't close his eyes, and kissed him like this, because he wanted to see how much the person he liked disliked him. Murong Zhi's lips were unexpectedly soft, and Qing Ruifan didn't want to let go when he touched it. Tossing and grinding, how do you feel sweet and comfortable.

Murong Zhi had never seen such a brazen person, and she also reacted that she had been taken advantage of. There was a soft thing on his lips, although it didn't feel too bad, but when he thought that this thing was Qing Ruifan's, he was still a little resistant.

She could feel Qing Ruifan's tongue, delusional through her teeth into her mouth. But Murong Zhi didn't like it at all. She has no tendency to like being bullied by others. I didn't enjoy it because of such a kiss.

Instead, she looked at him with a confused look in her eyes, and when she couldn't close it, she lifted her right leg and kicked it. When Qing Ruifan let go of her, her face was shocked, but she was extremely satisfied with the flush on her face - she didn't feel nothing.

Murong Zhi moved her wrist slightly, and the wound in her palm slowly stopped bleeding and began to coagulate, and there was still pain when she was pulling, so she looked at Qing Ruifan's eyes even more fiercely.

"Zhi, I like you." Qing Ruifan has reached the point where he doesn't blush at all when he talks about love, looking at Murong Zhi who is angry, he can even show a bad smile, whether he has achieved his goal after all.

"Get out." Murong Zhi didn't want to speak at all now, and the white clothes on her body turned into a fairy aura in Qing Ruifan's eyes. He felt that he really liked Murong Zhi, the warm touch on his lips had not disappeared, and he thought that he was about to become addicted.

"Ah Zhi, didn't you feel comfortable just now?" He tried his best to pretend to be confused and tease Murong Zhi. At this time, Murong Zhi's face was flushed, and she looked even more beautiful.

Murong Zhi looked at Qing Ruifan, who was not a few steps away from him, and was angry for a while, holding the broken porcelain piece in his hand against Qing Ruifan's throat, his movements were done in one go, and his eyes burst with murderous anger and **:

"Do you really think that this seat will not dare to kill you?"