"Nonsense!" Jing Rong hugged Mu Xuefu and bit her ear without thinking about it, "It's not that this king doesn't know that you are not pregnant." ”

Mu Xuefu's heart was shocked, her body was obviously stiff, like petrification, and it took a long time to come back to her senses, twisting her body to break free from Jingrong's embrace.

Jing Rong also knew that he was a little abrupt, so he changed his words and said, "You don't know about this matter, and leave the rest to this king." Don't think nonsense, in the future, your food and clothing will be noticed by this king, and such a thing will not happen again. ”

Mu Xuefu let out a low "um", turned her head to look at him again, as if the eyes of the stars flashed with a cunning color, and then grabbed Jingrong's sleeve, with a flattering meaning, and said: "The concubine body thinks that this incident did not happen, can the prince not let the concubine drink the medicine?" ”

"The medicine must be drunk!" Jing Rong was unmoved, still resolute, nodded her head, and said, "Don't always think about impossible things with this little head, this king is for your good." ”

"If you're really good for me, you should be up to me." Mu Xuefu felt that life was worse than death when she thought of taking medicine, she looked at Jing Rong angrily, and felt that this man was not reasonable at all at this moment.

Jing Rong stretched out his hand to soothe her frowning brows, took out full patience, and coaxed gently, "Illness can't be determined by your temperament, don't you want the red plum of Rongwangfu?" This king will send someone to King Rong's mansion tomorrow to transplant a few plants. ”

Mu Xuefu's eyes lit up, and her eyes with autumn water were as sultry as starlight, "Really? Jade-" She was about to say Brother Jade, but swallowed back, "Can King Rong really cut his love?" ”

The woman in front of her, her eyes were smiling and pretty, and her half-closed and half-open red lips were full of infinite temptation, making people want to hold the delicate red and taste her sweet taste. It's just a small move, like a bewitching temperament emanating from the bones.

Jing Rong only cared about the beauty in front of her, and didn't pay attention to the word "jade" that she spit out to her mouth. He swallowed his throat, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and said in a calm voice: "This king said that it will be transplanted tomorrow, is it still fake?" Rufan's eyelashes trembled slightly, with a sense of inquiry, as if he had inadvertently mentioned it, and said: "But it's strange to say, the fourth brother has always been indifferent, and today the king begged him without being completely sure, and I don't want the fourth brother to agree." His eyes were fixed on every change in Mu Xuefu's expression, and he continued: "But before the fourth brother agreed to this matter, he even asked the king about your maiden name, maybe your name is good, so the fourth brother gave this king this face." ”

Mu Xuefu's eyes shrank, and there were hot air currents surging under her calm face, and her heart was tense, for fear of revealing a loophole. The corners of his mouth slowly pulled out a delicate smile, and said: "It may be that the name of the concubine is good, didn't the prince also say that the name of the concubine is good?" ”

Staring at her deeply, Jing Rong didn't find the slightest flaw on her face, and slowly let go of his doubts in his heart, and said: "The hibiscus flowers that bloom when the ice and snow are glazed must be the most beautiful scenery in the world." ”

Mu Xuefu's expression was relaxed, and the scene of her father sitting under the porch with her in her mind and admiring the hibiscus flowers replayed in her mind.

"Daddy, isn't this hibiscus flower supposed to wither? Why is our house still open? ”

"This hibiscus flower, which Daddy specially cultivated, has a flowering period of one or two months longer than ordinary hibiscus."

"Why prolong its flowering period? In ancient poems, plum blossoms are enjoyed in winter. ”

"That's because on the day Daddy's little Fu'er was born, hibiscus flowers bloomed all over the yard, and Daddy hopes that you will see hibiscus flowers in the garden every birthday. My snow puff, like the hibiscus flower that blooms when the ice and snow are glazed, must be the most beautiful scenery in the world. ”

Mu Xuefu's heart twitched, and her breathing suddenly stopped for two seconds, and the tingling taste stirred the already broken heart. That scene can never go back, that warm embrace can no longer be felt, and the hibiscus flowers in the courtyard are no longer the one in the backyard of the Zhenguo Mansion.

Jing Rong looked at the delicate face that had changed color, thinking that she was uncomfortable again, and asked, "What's wrong, is it uncomfortable again?" ”

Mu Xuefu withdrew from the memories, her face slowly warmed up, she smiled faintly, but with wisps of bitterness, she said: "No, it's just that what the prince said has been said before, but that person is no longer there." It's been a long time, so long that I've almost forgotten it. Her voice grew lower and lower, and finally turned into a soft murmur.

At this moment, she is like a fragile treasure, as if it will be broken at the slightest touch. Jing Rong clearly looked at the sadness in her lowered eyes, thinking of the desolation of her motherless since childhood, and there was a trace of pity in her heart. He slowly raised his hand and touched her shoulder, and said softly, "Even if that person leaves, she will always be in your heart." ”

Mu Xuefu turned her head, and in her thoughts, there seemed to be a ray of sunshine that cleared the fog, and suddenly illuminated her dark heart. A mist rose in his eyes, moist with a bright eye like spring water. She looked closely at the bottomless black eyes, with a look of anticipation and longing, both asking and as if she had answered, "Has it always been there?" Does it matter if it is ten or twenty years or a lifetime? Even if you're dead, you're always there, right? ”

The heart ached slightly, as if a corner of the corner that he never wanted to mention in his heart was revealed, and the scene of Chenghuan's mother and concubine when he was a child appeared in Jing Rong's mind. The hand on his shoulder slowly fell to Mu Xuefu's waist, and took her into his arms, as if comforting her and self-comforting, and muttered: "Yes, even if life dies, it will always stay in my heart." ”

Tears poured out of the corners of his eyes silently, Mu Xuefu was silent, and the crystal beads soaked the placket on his chest like pearls with broken threads. The eyes were sad and rich, but the hatred was like a rising tide swarming at that moment, the purple eyes flashed, and the hatred spread all over the body, and I couldn't stop trembling. With a fierce spirit on his body, he quickly put away the sharp color on his body, stabilized his slightly chaotic mind, and quietly leaned on Jingrong.

A woman's tears are always a weapon to soften a man's heart, and Jingrong usually doesn't pity the fragrance and cherishes the jade, and when she encounters a woman like Mu Xuefu who is not noisy or noisy, but just tears silently, she will also have pity. He gently stroked the weak and emaciated back, and sighed slightly in his heart, when has his heart ever softened? Her tears dripped on his clothes, but they seemed to soak into his heart through them. Is it really the hero who is sad about the beauty pass? Although he is not a hero, this beauty is really beautiful. It is said that the red face is a disaster, but I only hope that the red face is just a red face, and it must not become a disaster, otherwise, he will only eradicate all the sources of danger.

The autumn breeze is bleak, the yellow leaves in the courtyard are covered all over the ground, like weaving a golden cicada veil, and the branches outside the window are blown by the wind, making the interior more tranquil. The eyes of the person buried in Jing Rong's arms were sparkling, and the tearful eyes were slowly full of smiles. Only by making him feel pity for himself can he care more about Emperor Xuanwu's poisoning. Even if Jing Rong is hard-hearted, she will slowly melt his cold heart with a woman's most powerful weapon.

Sensing the sound of shallow breathing slowly coming from his arms, Jing Rong looked down, the corners of his mouth were dyed with a doting smile, and he cried until he fell asleep. Gently put her down and covered the quilt, rubbed her palms against her icy cheeks, and guarded for a while before leaving back to the study.

The twilight is four, and the afterglow of the slanting sun pours through the crimson clouds into the study, shrouded in golden light. Jing Rong sat on the main seat, holding an intact night pearl in his hand, shining starry in the afterglow.

The handsome face was projected onto the wall, reflecting a perfect silhouette, "I didn't expect that the emperor's defense of this king has reached this point, and he can't even tolerate his heirs!" ”

The baby-faced face of the star chased tightly wrinkled his eyebrows, and he clutched the sword in his left hand, thinking about what the emperor did to the prince, he gritted his teeth and said: "If you don't succeed in harming the prince, you will calculate the idea on the princess!" almost killed the princess. ”

"Fortunately, the princess is not pregnant, otherwise the consequences are unimaginable. This aconite powder contains highly poisonous, musk has the effect of slipping the fetus, smelling for a long time will cause miscarriage, but if you often play with contact, it will hurt the princess's mechanism, and one corpse and two lives are not certain. And even if the princess is fine, if the contact is too long, it is difficult for the princess to get pregnant. ”

Jing Rong's pupils shrank, a scorching flame pulsed in his eyes, and his body exuded a cold air like being in the middle of winter, and the combination of cold and heat burned his full anger. With a flick of his fingers, the Night Pearl crumbled into powder. He closed his eyes, gently exhaled the turbid qi accumulated in his body, and said, "The princess can't have children, and there will be no successor in the palace of King Chen." And if she has three longs and two shorts, whether it is Rui Wangfu or Zuo Xiang, she will be inseparable from this king. I have to say that the emperor's move is really good. It was also a momentary negligence on the part of this king, who forgot to check it and sent it to the East Courtyard. He opened his eyes, glanced at the person standing on the left, groaned, and said, "The medicine princess you prescribed is bitter, can you change the recipe that is not bitter?" ”

Zhao Yi looked at him with a pair of eyes as if he didn't know him, thought for a while, and hooked an ambiguous smile at the corner of his mouth, then hid it, and said: "How can this medicine not be bitter, it is only a few days' dosage, and you don't need to drink it anymore if you eliminate the residual poison in your body." ”

Jing Rong squinted at him and said, "The princess is hypocritical, and she can't drink a bowl of medicine for half an hour." You have to think of a way to add something to it so that the decoction is not so bitter. ”

"In that case, then add some honey or brown sugar, which will not destroy the medicinal properties, but also have a tonic effect."

Jing Rong nodded, his eyes turned around several people in the room, and ordered: "The matter of the Night Pearl is treated as if I don't know, and it is claimed that the princess is young and has an unstable birth." ”

"Didn't the prince want to use the princess's fake pregnancy to blame Concubine Hua?" Moon raised her eyebrows, looked at the prince suspiciously, and asked.

"She didn't do it for a long time, and the king couldn't pull her into the water if he wanted to. And the emperor should also wait for the princess to have a miscarriage, so he had to give up this opportunity and find an opportunity to abolish her in the future. Jing Rong looked up at the sky outside and said, "Let's go down, the princess has a miscarriage, and this king has to be by his side to show King Chen's love for the princess." ”