Chapter Ninety-Five: Wisdom Solves the Situation
Jing Rong didn't know how he came to the East Courtyard, and when he got out of the secret room, he was confused all the way. My mind was full of the voice of the mallow just now, and the voice was like a spell, constantly recalling it in my head.
The moment she saw Mu Xuefu, her eyes flashed a little bright. Three steps and two steps ran to Mu Xuefu's side, and when she was still confused, she hugged him. Smelling the unique smell of her body, Jing Rong felt that the voice in her head gradually faded.
Jing Rong rested on Mu Xuefu's shoulder, her voice was hoarse, with a grainy timbre, "Don't say anything, don't ask anything, just let me hug you." β
Mu Xuefu raised her eyebrows, looked at Zhou Cheng suspiciously, and pointed behind Jing Rong.
Zhou Cheng pursed his lips, shook his head, waved his hand again, and made a sleeping motion.
Mu Xuefu waved Zhou Cheng down and hugged Jingrong's shoulder, "Then let's go to the bed and hug it, okay?" You're too heavy for me to hold when you're standing. β
Jingrong said "um", and even hugged Mu Xuefu to the bed, and then pressed it.
Mu Xuefu was really made lose her temper by him, and her palm stroked his back, she couldn't help frowning, thinking in her heart why her temper was getting better and better?
His breath was warm like a feather on her neck, and there was a warm and damp feeling, and there was a little itch. She couldn't help but say goodbye, but she didn't want Jing Rong to move with her, and the tip of her nose rubbed against her neck.
"Lord Wang"
"My mother was killed by the Li family, and it was Malvac who added the herbs to her mother's medicine." seemed to squeeze out a trace of choking from his throat, "The nurse was also killed by the Li family." β
Before Mu Xuefu finished speaking, Jing Rong interrupted her and said something that stunned her.
Mallow? It seems to be the crazy woman. Mu Xuefu blinked her eyes and looked at the scene as if she was hallucinating.
Jing Rong raised his head, his fingers slid on Mu Xuefu's cheek, and the hatred in his eyes was unobstructed, "Xuefu, they collaborated to kill my mother." β
He looked like a helpless child, hesitant, sad, confused, from his eyes, Mu Xuefu seemed to see himself ten years ago. Mu Xuefu raised his wrist and stroked his eyebrows, his eyes, his lips, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his gaze, and a beautiful and vicious smile like a poppy flower was hooked on his mouth, "Then don't let them go, and don't let them die too easily." β
Jing Rong's eyes slowly brightened, and his gaze fell on the smile on Mu Xuefu's lips, her lips today were a brilliant red, with this smile, it was exquisite. Jing Rong lowered his head and kissed it, but his gentle voice said vicious words, "I want to make the Li family a hundred times more painful." β
Mu Xuefu hooked his neck and kissed him back, "Tell me what the hell is going on." β
The north wind whistling and blowing the eaves of the window, like a woman's whimpering and crying, slowly speaking with a rouge tongue, with a sound like a sword and a sword, intertwined with the sound of the wind, blending into one.
Repeating what Mallow said was not easy for Jing Rong. Several times when he talked about his mother, he had a choked voice. Muschef rubbed his brow, as if to iron it out.
"Then the important thing now is to find the prescription that Malvac said, as long as it can be proved that the words on the prescription are from the hand of Li, she will have no way to quibble." After Jingrong finished speaking, Mu Xuefu's eyes flashed with a faint blue light, "No wonder she wants to kill Hanxiang even if she doesn't want her grandson, it turns out that it's for this." Killing a maid doesn't have to pay for her life, but even the mistress dares to do it, she will definitely die this time. After being pressed for a long time and a little tired, Mu Xuefu pushed down Jingrong, turned over and lay in his arms, looked at him meaningfully, and said, "I just don't know if there is anyone behind this Li family?" β
"Jing Wanqi only entered the door after the death of my mother's concubine, and besides, she has a proud temperament, and she will not know the Li family, who is not from a high background, so it should be none of her business." Jing Rong didn't think of this, but Jing Wanqi has always only dealt with high-ranking officials and nobles, how could he get acquainted with the daughter of a petty official.
Mu Xuefu looked at him sideways and said, "Do you want to return this matter to the emperor?" β
"Naturally, I want to return the gift, I'm afraid not only the emperor, but even the uncle will have to tell him. I'm afraid that Jing Zhaoyin will have to be used in this matter, after all, the Li family's maiden family is still an official in the court, and it would be inappropriate for this king to dispose of her by himself. Jing Rong shook her hand, the exhaustion on his face was as tired as if he had just experienced a battle of life and death, "It's just that no matter what, this king won't let her go easily!" β
The evening sun was the most brilliant, as if it was about to use up its last breath to sprinkle its light on the earth, and the room was covered with a layer of golden wings, faint, scattered on the faces of the people. There was a layer of gloom in the golden glow, like an ancient well that had been silent for thousands of years, dark and gloomy. The dim beam of light shone on Mu Xuefu's face, but it only felt dazzling. She bent the corners of her mouth, the cruelty that flashed in her eyes turned into a thin chuckle on the side of her mouth, and said casually: "Today's Jing Zhaoyin is my father's protΓ©gΓ©, as long as the Li family enters Jing Zhaoyin's cell, are you still afraid that she will be able to take out the palm of your hand?" When the time comes, it's up to you to torture her as you want. β
Jing Rong's eyes lit up, and he looked at Mu Xuefu directly, "You said that Song Yan is the person from the left side?" "Zuo Xiang's people are not Rui Wang's people, I didn't expect Jing Zhaoyin to belong to Rui Wang. He also thought that Song Yan was a close confidant of the emperor, but he didn't expect that he had been accepted by King Rui for his own use.
Mu Xuefu sat up, turned her back to him, smiled on her lips, and her eyes contained a meaningful taste, faintly, "Now the princes are fighting more and more fiercely, just like dividing pork, constantly carving up their spheres of influence. Although this Jing Zhaoyin has a low official position, he controls the imperial city, and has always been valued by the emperor, so my father naturally has to strike first. β
Although she doesn't hate King Rui, he is the son of Emperor Xuanwu after all. For Mu Yurong's sake, she wouldn't deal with him, but she didn't want him to ascend to the throne so smoothly. What she is planning now, more or less benefiting from him, makes her feel a little uncomfortable. She doesn't want to deliberately help someone, and that person is still the son of an enemy, so let's add some blockage to him, and no one wants to be happy.
Mu Xuefu knew that Jing Rong's ambition was not only the current thought, but he was afraid that he also wanted to get a piece of the pie in the court. And Xiao Li is now Jing Zhao Yin Shaoyin, if she guessed correctly, Jing Rong is very interested in Jing Zhao Yin's official position.
Jing Rong is already in charge of the Praetorian Guard, although the real power is still with the emperor, but the general will not be subject to the orders of the foreign monarch, and in time, Jing Rong's heart will not be recovered? If Jing Zhaoyin was also his man, it would be equivalent to taking control of the Imperial City. At that time, even if King Rui ascends the throne, with the constraint of Jingrong, I am afraid that he, the emperor, will not be at ease.
Looking at Mu Xuefu's back with an unfathomable gaze, Jing Rong squinted her eyes, making her back clearer. Suddenly, the corners of her mouth hooked, Jing Rong sat up and hugged her, "I didn't expect Fu'er to have some insight into the current situation between the DPRK and China." β
Mu Xuefu glared at him, raised her wrist, and the silk swept across his cheek, "Hearing and seeing, as the daughter of Zuo Xiang, if I don't have this eyesight, I can't afford to be his daughter." β
Jing Rong raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled, half with emotion, and said: "Zuo Xiang's eyesight has always been good, otherwise he would not have chosen King Zhongrui as his son-in-law." β
"King Rui is the head of all the princes, and there is a mother concubine of the first concubine, although the emperor has a lot of favors, but he is also a constant favor to the imperial concubine. My maternal uncle's family also has a place in the court, and it is even more unique among thousands of people, whether it is word of mouth or reputation, it stands out among the princes. King Rong has great military achievements and has a high reputation in the army, but his mother died early, and there is no one in the harem. People, they are too cold, and they are not good at making friends with powerful people, which is still a little worse than King Zhirui. And King Huai Ning Wang, one is ruthless, and the other has mediocre qualifications. If I were Xiangye, I would definitely choose King Rui to support. Mu Xuefu flicked the folds on her clothes, looked indifferent, and analyzed the pros and cons between the princes in an orderly manner.
Jingrong's eyes lit up slightly, like the first rainbow after the rain, Danfeng's eyes became more and more evil because of this look, he looked at Mu Xuefu in a daze, a little trance, he knew that Mu Xuefu was smart, but he didn't want this wisdom to be used not only in the back house, her vision was more far-reaching, and she could analyze the four princes in the court so thoroughly. No wonder the ancestors taught that women can't do politics, it turns out that women's intelligence is much higher than what men think. Men conquer the world, women conquer men, if women get the initiative in political power, the world will change.
Looking at her inadvertently revealing smart and charming color, a trace of intoxication flashed in Jing Rong's eyes, intoxicated by her lazy and casual words and demeanor. He took a sip on Mu Xuefu's earlobe, and said vaguely: "Fu'er has analyzed all the princes so thoroughly, where is this king?" What do you think of it? β
Mu Xuefu sighed, only to feel as if she had been electrified, she pushed away Jingrong's face, looked back at him, with a sense of scrutiny in her eyes, her eyes were soft and long, and she smiled: "The prince is extraordinary, and he is known as the first beautiful man in Daqin." Talented and suave, the girls in the capital are eager to get close to each other. Commanding the Praetorian Guard, he is famous and powerful, and he is favored by the saints, and he is regarded as a parent. also married the daughter of an important minister in the court as a concubine, and King Rui is a brother-in-law, which can be described as a cluster of flowers. The smile on his lips slowly slowed down, and his demeanor was positive, "It's just that the grace of the saint may not be real, and the eyes of King Xuan's mother and son are true, although the mother's family is the Hou Mansion, but there is no real power, and the only one who is capable is only a cousin, but the official position is not high." Lord Wang, you are alone. β
Mu Xuefu stroked her chest, her eyes wandered around Jing Rong's face, and her delicate voice was as lingering and long as a jade bead touching a porcelain plate, and said: "However, this is just the appearance of the concubine's body, whether you are really alone or not, the concubine's body is unknown." β