The room was dark and the line of sight was unclear.

Only the sound of each other's breathing, clearly audible.

Shen Ruoxi felt that the person in front of her bowed his head towards her.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"His Royal Highness King Ling, the pavilion master is invited."

Murong Heng paused, then stood up straight.

He straightened her clothes.

"I'll go back as soon as I go."

"Let me ask one more question, did Your Highness go to see Suzaku because of the matter of Poria?"

"Part of it."

"What does Your Highness suspect of her?"

In Murong Heng's deep eyes, a dark light flickered: "People who can enter the Star Pavilion generally don't have anything abnormal, but ...... My instinct tells me that something is wrong with this Poria and that I need to check it out. ”

"Hmm."

Shen Ruoxi nodded, and then seemed to think of something.

"Why didn't Your Highness tell me before, you are the master of this Star Picking Pavilion."

Murong Heng was silent for a moment.

Just as he was about to answer, the sound of a cold night sounded outside again.

"Master?"

Murong Heng said in a low voice.

"I'll answer your question when the king returns."

He reached out and opened the door to the room.

Then he glanced at the cold night by the door.

The cold night is seen as empty-hearted.

"Master, my subordinates are worried about your ......"

There was no movement inside, so he called out.

Isn't it a good thing to disturb the master?

"You follow Shen Gongzi to protect him, and you will not leave an inch."

Murong Heng gave an order, and then left with the little guy.

The seventh floor of the Star Picking Pavilion.

There was silence in the large room.

With the sound of footsteps, a long and tall figure appeared at the door.

The moment Murong Heng's figure appeared, the originally dim room was instantly illuminated by candles on both sides.

The scene in the room is unobstructed.

The roof of this floor is extremely high.

On the shelves on both sides, there are dense piles of documents and envelopes.

There was a long rope hanging in the middle, and Suzaku stood in the center of the room, reaching out and pulling the rope, only to hear a "click" and the sound of the mechanism turning.

Then from the top of the building, a bamboo tube slowly descended.

Suzaku opened the bamboo tube, revealing a thin envelope inside.

The top is sealed with a special material.

Suzaku opened the lampshade and gently swept the letter over the candle flame.

The seal was loosened.

Who would have thought that the Star Picking Pavilion, which was drunk and dreamed of death, was above the sixth floor, and it was the largest intelligence secret network in the Great Yan Kingdom.

The establishment of such a large intelligence network requires enormous human and financial resources.

That's why there is a lot of money to pick up the star pavilion.

It is even more difficult to spare no effort to accept the household department Shangshu Wan Gan as his own person.

However, the chips in Murong Heng's hands are far more than that.

He leaned back on the only Taishi chair in the center of the room, and saw Suzaku walking up to him with an envelope.

Then kneel down and put your hands up.

"Master, this is the spy you want."

Murong Heng stretched out his cold white fingertips and took it.

Open slowly.

After reading it, he sneered.

"Su Sheng left Beijing this time to go to the king of Hanyang."

Leng Hong, the king of Hanyang, is the only king with a different surname in the Dayan Kingdom except for Su Sheng.

When the first emperor was alive, he was caught in a rebellion, and it was he who saved the king Qin, and he contributed a lot.

For this reason, the first emperor specially made an exception and named him the king of Hanyang.

It's just that after Emperor Renjing ascended the throne, this king with a different surname got closer and closer to Su Sheng.

Suzaku Road.

"What will he do if he is looking for the King of Hanyang?"

Murong Heng's fingers twisted the edge of the secret letter, and there was a hint of contemplation in his eyes.

After a while, he said slowly.

"My uncle, everyone thinks that he is a wolf and covets the throne, but what the world sees is not the truth."

Suzaku was puzzled, but it was not good to ask more.

Murong Heng said slowly.

"He should be going for King Rui this time."

"Murong Yao?"

Murong Heng nodded slowly, his handsome face and dark eyes.

"Speaking of which, King Rui has also reached the age when he should get married, and this king remembers that the youngest daughter of King Hanyang is exactly the same age as King Rui."

Now that he and Shen Ruoxi have made a marriage contract, Su Sheng must have felt that he will get the help of the General's Mansion, so he wants to completely win over the King of Hanyang.

"If King Rui really marries King Hanyang, it will be a threat to your master's future road to succession."

Suzaku spoke.

Then I felt like I had too much to say.

After all, Murong Heng has never made a clear statement about winning the heir.

Privately, he felt that Murong Heng might not be very interested in the throne, after all......

His physical condition was there.

Murong Heng handed him the secret letter.

"Go and arrange it, let my father know about it."

Suzaku raised his head in some surprise.

Then he gave it up.

"Yes."

"That Poria cocos."

Murong Heng spoke again: "How do you find out about her?" ”

"Don't worry, master, there is no problem with Poria's identity."

Suzaku asked, "Is the master suspicious of something?" ”

Murong Heng was silent.

Suzaku has always done things safely, and he has no reason not to worry.

But after seeing that Poria cocos today, he always felt that something was wrong.

I can't say it, it's just a gut feeling.

After a while, Murong Heng spoke in a deep voice.

"The smell of incense on her body, you check it, what is the origin."

"Incense?"

Suzaku was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"My subordinates understand."

After explaining the Suzaku, Murong Heng slowly got up.

As soon as I was about to leave, I seemed to think of something.

"This king remembers that in the Star Picking Pavilion, there are still many fireworks left over from last year?"

"There are a lot, why did the master ask about this?"

"I'll order it tonight."

Murong Heng said, "Just a quarter of an hour later. ”

……

After waiting for a while, Shen Ruoxi did not wait for Murong Heng, but waited for a small servant.

He bowed.

"Young Master Shen, His Royal Highness King Ling invites you to go to the top floor of the Star Picking Pavilion."

Shen Ruoxi's eyes lit up, and he immediately got up.

The cold night behind him also followed.

But the little servant stopped him.

"Young Master of the Cold Night, His Royal Highness said, let Shen Gongzi go alone."

"No, the master asked me to protect Shen Gongzi every step of the way."

Seeing this, the little guy had no choice but to let him follow.

Several people went up to the top floor of the Star Picking Pavilion.

The top floor is open on all sides, surrounded by carved balustrades, and every few meters, the balustrade is adorned with a pearl.

Because of these huge pearls, the top floor, which was originally pitch black, looks hazy and dreamy.

Murong Heng stood by the railing, his dark python robe blown by the wind.

In this hazy halo, his handsome face was plated with a halo, like a god descending from the nine heavens.

He looked at Shen Ruoxi.

Then his gaze shifted and fell on the cold night behind her.

"Why did you come along?"

Cold Night: ......

Okay, you're high.

I told him not to leave an inch before, but now I dislike him redundantly.

He's just a toolman.

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