Murong Yanhui's heart suddenly felt as if pricked by a needle.

Lili, who are you staring at?

"Your Highness." Xiluo stepped forward and stretched out her hand to take the flower note from Murong Yanhui's hand, but Murong Yanhui didn't even look at her and put the flower note directly into his arms.

"Lili, the weather is nice today, why don't we go out and play? Murong Feng and the others are busy traveling tomorrow and have no time to take care of you." Murong Yanhui jumped onto the window frame and leaned down.

Yu Qingli looked up at Murong Yanhui and suddenly grinned, "Little Uncle, I'm sorry, I have to go with you tomorrow."

"What?!" Murong Yan jumped up. "They're going to help with the disaster relief, why are you joining in the fun?!"

"I have my own reasons, but there's no need to report this to the little uncle, right?" Yu Qingli gathered her thoughts and stood up, saying, "Anyway, little uncle, you've already rejected His Majesty in the palace, so this matter has nothing to do with you."

"Nothing to do with it?" Murong Yanhui narrowed her eyes. "Lili, is this because of that kid Lin Yutang?"

"What?!" Yu Qingli turned around with hidden anger between her brows. She had never thought that Murong Yanhui would have such dirty and despicable thoughts.

"What? Aren't you very fond of that kid Lin Yutang? Now that he's following Murong Feng, his future is limitless. But let me remind you, you are always Murong Feng's concubine!" Murong Yanhui was confused by Yu Qingli's expression. He blurted out the words in anger and regretted it as soon as he finished speaking.

Because he saw Yu Qingli's face gradually becoming gloomy and her lips turning pale with anger.

"Really? I thought the little uncle didn't remember that I was Murong Feng's concubine. Now that you do, please pay more attention to etiquette in the future, little uncle!" Yu Qingli retorted coldly, turning around and saying, "Xiluo, show me out!"

"You?!" Murong Yanhui was also furious. He never thought that Yu Qingli would use his words to block his way.

But words spoken cannot be taken back. Now that he was wholeheartedly doing this for her, she did not appreciate it and instead criticized him. Murong Yanhui felt very aggrieved and was no longer as shameless as before to approach him. He turned around and left.

Listening to his footsteps gradually fading away, Yu Qingli suddenly felt as if there was a void in her heart, a hollow feeling that made her feel cold.

Yu Qingli gathered her collar and whispered, "Xiluo, just pack a few simple and elegant clothes."

When the words came out, Yu Qingli was shocked herself. Was that trembling and hoarse voice still her own?

Yu Qingli looked back at the deserted yard, and suddenly felt that something in her heart was gradually changing. Perhaps, it was better that they had a falling out this time, so that she would no longer have to be so cautious in guarding her original intention.

After tossing and turning all night, Yu Qingli finally fell into a short sleep in the early hours of the morning. When Xiluo came to call her, she was still dreaming lightly.

In the dream, there was a tung tree. The man under the tree had his back straight, and his black hair cascaded down like ink. His back was desolate, and his fingers that caught the tung flowers were strong and powerful. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared.

Yu Qingli rubbed her brows, feeling that this dream was really strange. This was the first time the man appeared in her dream, yet it seemed as if she had known him for a long time.

After being disturbed by this dream, I woke up with a heavy head.

After using some things casually, Yu Qingli hid in the carriage and refused to come out.

"What happened to your master?" An arrogant voice suddenly sounded outside the car.

Xiluo glanced at Murong Yuan and ignored her.

"Hey, are you deaf? It turns out that the master is uneducated, and the servants he teaches are also uneducated." Murong Yuan shouted arrogantly and loudly at the car curtain.

Xiluo was annoyed and turned to look at Murong Yuan. Her eyes were as sharp as swords, which made Murong Yuan feel a little uneasy. But when she thought that Xiluo was just a servant, she became braver again.

"What are you looking at? If you look again, I will order my men to dig out your eyeballs!" Murong Yuan said bluffingly, but subconsciously took a step back.

Yu Qingli had a splitting headache and was in no mood to argue with Murong Yuan. Just as she was about to say a few words to get rid of her, she heard a familiar, indescribably lazy voice say, "Who wants to dig out someone's eyes so early in the morning? Is there any law in front of this dignified prince?"

Xiluo smiled when she heard this, and Yingying turned around and said, "Greetings to the prince."

Murong Yanhui had dark circles under her eyes. She glanced at the carriage and said, "Murong Yuan, you are the eldest princess after all. You are making things difficult for the servants at the city gate so early in the morning. Aren't you afraid of being seen and laughed at?"

"Who's making fun of me?!" Murong Yuan put her hands on her hips, but she saw a thin and tall figure looking at her from the corner of her eye. When she thought about how Lin Yutang would view her, Murong Yuan's momentum immediately diminished a lot.

"I didn't mean to give her a hard time. I was just asking her why the Empress's wife didn't come out, whether she was sick or something, but this servant is giving me a hard time!"

When Murong Yan heard that Yu Qingli was sick, she immediately lost the desire to argue with Murong Yuan. She turned to look at Xiluo with an anxious look.

Xiluo naturally would not let the male master down, and immediately replied: "It's nothing, the young lady seemed to have insomnia yesterday, and she just has a headache today."

Murong Yuan smiled upon hearing this. "Imperial sister-in-law, I told you that you weren't feeling well and that you should just stay home and recuperate. You've already fallen ill before even leaving the house. What will happen to you once you get to Jiangnan? Do you expect your brother to neglect his official duties just to take care of you?"

When Murong Yanhui heard that Murong Feng might take personal care of Yu Qingli, her scalp suddenly tingled.

"If the princess is unwell, it is indeed not advisable for her to travel far."

While Murong Yanhui was speaking, Murong Feng and Lin Yutang also came over.

"What's wrong? Is Li'er not feeling well? Then don't go." Murong Feng was full of concern.

Lin Yutang also frowned, "The Crown Princess is in poor health and it is indeed not advisable for her to travel far, especially in an epidemic-stricken area."

Murong Yuan felt even more unhappy when she heard Lin Yutang was so concerned about Yu Qingli. She snorted and said, "What's wrong with a long journey? It's just a car ride, right? Maybe she'll be fine after a while. Why did she get sick now when she didn't get sick earlier or later? Who is she going to see?"

"Yuan'er! How dare you!" Murong Feng shouted angrily, "You have no respect for inferiority. Li'er is your sister-in-law!"

Murong Yuan was scolded by Murong Feng in front of Lin Yutang. She looked at Murong Feng, then at Murong Yanhui, and then at Lin Yutang who didn't care about her at all. She suddenly felt that all men in the world were blind and only had Yu Qingli in their eyes. She stomped her feet and ran away.

Murong Feng glanced at the indifferent Lin Yutang, thought for a moment and said, "Yutang, please follow that girl and see if she causes any trouble. She is always so willful.

Lin Yutang was stunned. Just as he was hesitating, he saw the curtain of the car slightly lifted. Yu Qingli said calmly, "I'm fine. It's just insomnia and a headache. I'll be fine after a rest. Thank you for your concern."

When Lin Yutang raised his eyes, he saw Yu Qingli's clear eyes and saw the expectation in her heart. He had no choice but to grit his teeth, salute, and chase after Murong Yuan.

Murong Feng glanced at Yu Qingli, whose expression was indeed a little grim. However, in front of Murong Yanhui and the others, he had to act like a good husband, so he asked with concern, "Is there really no problem?"

"It's okay." Yu Qingli lowered her eyes, "It won't delay anything. Go ahead and do your work."

"Okay, if anything happens, let Xiluo come and inform me immediately." Murong Feng nodded and walked to Murong Cheng.

Yu Qingli was about to lower the curtain when Murong Yanhui grabbed her hand.

The warm palms immediately surrounded Yu Qingli, and the temperature quickly ignited her whole body, even her cold legs seemed to suddenly warm up.

Her heart skipped a beat, and Yu Qingli quickly retracted her hand, only to hear Murong Yan reply, "Your hands are so cold, and you still say you're fine?!"

Yu Qingli felt a little disappointed when she heard that, and said sullenly, "The young uncle is the one who looks tired. We've sent him off, so he should go back to the mansion and rest."

Murong Yanhui raised an eyebrow, very unhappy that Yu Qingli had chased her away, but thinking that she was not feeling well today, she did not bother with her anymore and asked, "Who said I was here to see you off? I'm going to Jiangnan with you too."

Yu Qingli couldn't help but lift the curtain, and Murong Yanhui finally saw her slightly bewildered eyes as she wished. She felt a little funny in her heart. Lili, you still care about me after all, right?

Murong Yanhui comforted himself and suddenly felt better. He lowered the curtain and said, "Okay, you should have a good rest. The team will be leaving soon. If you need anything, just tell Xiluo. I'll be outside."

Yu Qingli was stunned. Does this mean he is taking the initiative to seek peace?

Murong Yanhui didn't continue talking nonsense. After knowing that Yu Qingli was also going to Jiangnan with him, he couldn't stay there for a moment. The journey would take at least several months. As the saying goes, the longer the night, the more dreams there are. People's emotions are the most difficult to control, so he couldn't wait to ask for the emperor's order.

Thinking of the confrontation with Murong Shileng in the study, Murong Yanhui couldn't help but look cold. Could it be that he had been showing weakness for too long, and Murong Shileng really regarded him as a waste?

If that's the case...

Ha ha!

At this time in the palace, Murong Shiling's anger had not subsided at all. In his rage, he even smashed a fine Duan inkstone in the study.

Eunuch Fu stood aside politely, his face full of caution. Years of experience told him that mistakes were the least allowed at this time.

"Xiao Fuzi, do you think I did something wrong?"

Eunuch Fu hesitated for a moment before speaking carefully, "Your Majesty, everything you do is naturally justified. Even if there are any inappropriate things, I think it's because Your Majesty didn't investigate at the time. No one is perfect, no one is without fault."

Eunuch Fu has followed Murong Shiling for many years and is well versed in how to get along with the emperor. Sometimes, simply flattering and flattering are not a panacea. At a time like this, the emperor probably wants to hear the truth, but the truth cannot be spoken bluntly. After all, he is the emperor of the nine-five states and naturally cannot tolerate criticism from others.

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