Murong Yi stopped and stood outside the Nine Kings' Mansion for a long time.

In the Furong Garden, Su Yun stood in the pavilion, flipping the account book in his hand, and there seemed to be displeasure between his eyebrows.

"Zhong Anxiang"

The fists were clenched, and the anger on his face was unconcealable, ruining the heaven and earth that he had worked so hard to manage, and Ah Hong had no return, and his body was full of murderous energy.

"Yun'er"

Murong Yi called, Su Yun came back to his senses, and smiled, that anger, that murderous aura, as if it had never appeared.

"Yi"

Murong Yi also looked at Su Yun with a smile, but he smiled a little embarrassed, how should he tell Yun'er about Heli.

"Yi, do you have something to tell me?"

As smart as Su Yun, she naturally saw that Murong Yi wanted to speak and stopped, the man in front of her, the pride of the sky, was the only one in her eyes, how could she not be moved, even if this man was once her brother-in-law, she didn't care.

"My father was furious because of something in heaven and earth, and decreed that you and I should leave on the same day"

"And leave?"

Su Yun looked at Murong Yi in surprise, wondering how the emperor who admired her so much before would order the two to reconcile.

Murong Yi really couldn't tell Su Yun about the head of the prostitute in the emperor's mouth, that would hurt his Yun'er, and it would also insult his Yun'er.

Murong Yi took Su Yun into his arms, patted his back, and reassured, "It's just a will, it can't separate us."

"But..."Su Yun wanted to say something more, but was blocked by Murong Yi's sudden kiss, Su Yun hugged Murong Yi back, and his heart was angry, Zhong Anxiang, I will definitely make you pay the price of blood.

The kiss was almost suffocated, and the two let go of each other, Su Yun leaned on Murong Yi's chest, "As long as I can be with Yi, it's good" The voice was soft and sweet, and it made people's bones crispy when they heard it.

...

Arashio Annex.

Bai Qiu has done everything he can think of, and the rest is left to time, for Su Qingyue's third appeal, Bai Qiu has no way at all, in the original text, in the battle for the prince, Murong Yi's biggest opponent is Murong Xu, this Murong Xu also loves Su Yun, but he can't love it.

Did you go to Murong Xu to cooperate, but after this Murong Xu turned black, he was ruthless and vicious, don't cooperate, and in the end, if you kill yourself, the gains outweigh the losses.

"Ahhh

Bai Qiu was on the verge of madness.

...

Fuyao Palace is the former queen's bedroom, after the former queen passed away, the eleventh prince Murong Yao has been living here, Murong Yao's injuries have been much better, but he has not found the life-saving benefactor he has in mind.

Looking at the fiery sunset on the horizon, I thought of those smart eyes, and thought that I must find her.

Early the next morning.

"Su Qingyue, Su Qingyue, where are you?"

"Boom"

Zhong Anxiang kicked the door open, went straight to Bai Qiu, who had not yet gotten up, uncovered the quilt, directly pulled Bai Qiu up, and shook Bai Qiu vigorously.

Bai Qiu pushed Zhong Anxiang away, got up slightly and shouted, "What are you doing early in the morning, auntie"

"The emperor has decreed, Murong Yi and Su Yun are reconciled"

"What is a beaver, a fox?" Bai Qiu asked nonchalantly, yawning.

"Harmony, yes and separation"

Bai Qiu was devastated by Zhong Anxiang, and he sobered up a lot, and searched for this word in his mind, "Murong Yi and Su Yun are no longer husband and wife, are they?"

Zhong Anxiang nodded excitedly, and said with a look of longing, "I have a chance to become the princess of Yi again."

Bai Qiu rolled his eyes, pulled the quilt, and prepared to go back to sleep.

Zhong Anxiang seemed to think of something, and asked tentatively, "Do you still love Murong Yi?"

"I don't love" I didn't think about it, and I blurted out the answer,

Zhong Anxiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, these days of getting along, she has already regarded Bai Qiu as a friend, and she doesn't want to destroy this relationship because of Murong Yi.

"I'll bring you early."

Hearing that there was something to eat, Bai Qiu hesitated for a moment, and lost his sleepiness, "I'll barely eat some, I can't live up to your good intentions."

In the hall, Bai Qiu was eating breakfast while sorting out his thoughts.

"Ask you something, who do you think is most likely to become the prince besides Murong Yi?"

"Ahem, ahem"

Zhong Anxiang had not swallowed the porridge in his mouth, because Bai Qiu choked on this sentence, and kept coughing, Bai Qiu saw this and handed over a glass of water.

After relieving himself, Zhong Anxiang looked at Bai Qiu with the eyes of a monster, "You don't want to live anymore, talk about this kind of thing"

Bai Qiu lowered his head and drank the porridge silently, wanting to ask Zhong Anxiang if it was useless, or go collect the information by himself.

"There is really such a person, he lives in Fuyao Palace, and he is the only child of the former queen, but let's talk about it, he is not full-fledged, and he has no backstage"

Zhong Anxiang was just talking, but Bai Qiu was thinking, "What's your name, how old is it?"

Zhong Anxiang looked at Bai Qiu, and that strange feeling appeared again, the person in front of her did not look like Su Qingyue she knew before.

"I'll ask casually" Bai Qiu was furious by Zhong Anxiang,

"Master, the Nine Princes are invited"

The black-clad Dark Guard reported it.

"Murong Yi, do you know why?"

The Dark Guard was speechless.

"Looking for you at this time, it must not be about love, it should be for heaven and earth"

"You did the rumors outside?"

Bai Qiu defaults,

Zhong Anxiang left with the secret guard, and Bai Qiu also left immediately, she wanted to check the eleventh prince in Zhong Anxiang's mouth.

Bai Qiu came to the largest storytelling teahouse in the capital, found a secluded corner and sat down, asked for a pot of tea, a plate of snacks, and listened to the endless storytelling on the stage.

If you want to find out the news, in addition to specialized intelligence organizations, the best place to tell a story is the best.

After drinking a pot of tea, the storyteller on the stage also finished speaking, and the people listening to the book in the audience gradually dispersed, and the storyteller was also ready to leave, "Mr. stay" Bai Qiu got up and blocked the storyteller,

"I have a few questions, I would like to ask Mr. Storyteller, I wonder if Mr. is free?"

Bai Qiu stuffed a piece of silver to Mr. Storyteller, who was a gray-haired old man, although he was old, he was still in good spirits, put the silver in his hand and checked it, and said with a hearty smile, "Willing to serve the girl"

Bai Qiu stretched out his hand to summon Xiao Er, and then served a pot of good Longjing and two plates of dim sum to show his sincerity.

"The old gentleman knows the affairs of the world, and he also talks about the affairs of the world, but I don't know if he can know the former queen?" Bai Qiu asked directly and straight to the point.

The old gentleman poured a cup of tea, tasted it carefully, and after drinking a cup of tea, he slowly told the life of the former queen.

"The former queen's surname is Xiao, her name is Xiao Rou'er, she is a first-class peerless beauty, and her mother's family is also the prosperous Xiao family, and no one can match that prosperity" The old gentleman said this, his tone and demeanor were very yearning.

"It may be that the prosperity must decline, since Queen Xiao entered the palace, the Xiao family has gradually declined, and finally disappeared, after this Queen Xiao gave birth to the eleventh prince Murong Yao, she died in less than three years, and she was said to be suffering from an incurable disease."

"Does that gentleman know, how old is this eleventh prince this year?"

The old gentleman thought for a moment, "Probably the same age as the girl, two decades"

"Thank you, sir," the old gentleman waved his hand and got up and left.