You Meng Yin

I have something to tell you, but it hasn't been finalized yet, just to let you have a mental preparation first. "

"My lord, please speak!" Su Yun's eyes welled up with tears.

King An immediately considered his words and told Menghuang to leave. Su Mu was ordered to search for him, but was ambushed by an assassin halfway.

Sure enough, Su Yun was stunned.

What a retribution!

Why is his whereabouts unknown and life and death unpredictable?

Why wasn't he killed by those people directly?

And that lowly servant girl must die outside too.

No, compared to that lowly maidservant, for me now, Su Mu's death is more beneficial to her.

Once Su Mu died, the blood and incense of the Changning Palace could only be inherited by himself.

When the father was desperate, he would beg her to give birth to a baby boy, who would bear the surname of Changning Palace, and let her son become the heir of Changning Prince, waiting to inherit the family business of Changning Palace.

At that time, she will be the mother and concubine of Prince Changning and Prince An at the same time!

Whether she cares about the Changning Palace, whether she is willing to agree to the old man's request depends on whether she, Su Yungao, is happy or not!

So... Su Mu, you must die!

No, there is something wrong...

The old man and the old woman are not very old. If they lose Su Mu, they want to have another one...

"My lord! Please let me go back and accompany my father and mother! They need me right now!" Su Yun cried.

I was needed to make that old woman unable to conceive a child again.

Wang An's outstretched hand hesitated for a moment, and finally landed lightly on her shoulder.

Maybe she still loathed him, but when he saw this girl, sad and crying like this, it was a coincidence, and he couldn't help but want to comfort her.

After all, she is his justifiable wife!

Su Yun suddenly threw herself into his arms and cried bitterly.

An Wang was stunned.

He had hugged quite a few women, but those women were all smiling and sitting in his arms. This was the first time that a woman cried while hugging him.

And this was a woman who would vomit when she saw him when she worshiped heaven and earth.

"it's okay no problem……"

King An was at a loss.

"It hasn't been finalized yet. When there is new news, the king will tell you as soon as possible. You have to believe that your brother Jiren has his own destiny." He said, "It won't help if you go back now." Ah, looking at each other with your father, queen, mother and concubine only adds to the sadness between each other."

"My lord, was it me in the past!" Su Yun knelt down and cried loudly, "It's only now that I can tell who is good and who is bad, who is a mirror image, and who is someone who can be entrusted to. If there is no brother, I will only be left with you." Yes, my lord!"

King An helped her into his arms.

"Okay, stop crying, let the servants watch the joke."

As he spoke, he waved his hand to order the people to retreat, and carefully wiped away her tears.

"What do you mean by distinguishing who is the mirror image?" He asked her, "What happened between you and Miss Su in the past?"

Su Yun shook his head, extremely frustrated.

"In the past, I thought the prince was ugly." She said.

Unexpectedly, she would say it so directly, and Wang An was moved by her confession, dispelling the last doubt in his heart.

"And then?" he said.

Seeing his gentle expression, Su Yun felt relieved.

"I have admired Prince Rui for many years, but perhaps because I am too vulgar, he has always been indifferent to me." She said.

"Everyone has the love of beauty. With a talent like Second Emperor Brother, you can't help but be indifferent in the past." Wang An said, "I don't blame you."

Su Yun shook his head.

"But now, I know that I was wrong." She said, "No matter how good-looking Prince Rui is, he doesn't have me in his heart. Just like Prince Duan and my brother, they only have Su Rong in their hearts. Maybe, maybe it's just that I'm vulgar and stupid, other people are fine, even my brother... But he is my brother after all, and now something like this happened..."

Su Yun cried again while speaking.

Wang An didn't know how to comfort her for a while, he just hugged her and patted her shoulder lightly.

Su Yun got into his arms.

"I also ask the prince to forgive me for my past mistakes." She said.

What happened in the past?

Do girls get jealous and quarrel?

That's not a big deal.

What was in front of her was just a loser who was not as smart as that person, so she was designed to marry herself.

Wang An's lips curled into a wry smile, and he actually felt a little sympathy for the girl in front of him.

The same is not as good as a human...

"I forgive you." Wang An said, "From now on, let's live a good life, only make sure that your brother is safe, and don't care about others."

"My lord..."

Su Yun nodded, she raised her head joyfully and moved to call out, then lowered her head shyly.

Wang An looked at the red lips that were close at hand, and his heart moved slightly, but he still didn't dare to offend directly.

Su Yun hugged his neck and placed a light kiss on his cheek.

"My concubine ordered someone to buy some food and wine, so the prince will rest here tonight?" she said.

Wang An looked at her Sai Xue's face, Ruyu's neck, and heard such suggestive words, his heart felt hot, he picked her up and walked into the house.

Su Yun called out coquettishly, her face was full of shyness, but her heart trembled as if she was in hell.

When that fat naked body pressed her down, she wished she could die immediately!

But she can't die yet!

She held on to the bed sheet tightly and let him kiss her cheek, her lips, her neck, her chest...

Not only did she manage to hold back the nausea that was churning in her stomach, she was even able to pretend to be passionate and put her fingers in his hair.

When he knelt behind her, about to enter her from behind, she tried desperately to imagine him as someone else.

Ye Hongxuan, I hate you, I have hated you all my life, Ye Hongxuan...

The tearing pain came, and she was finally able to cry out justifiably, with tears of humiliation and pain welling up in her eyes.

But those fat hands didn't let her go!

He thought he was passing through her armpit sympathetically, and grasped her softness gently but firmly!

Her hot tears fell on the beautiful ten red quilt, and quickly formed into pieces.

Die, die, all die!

The pain she has suffered today, all the humiliation she has suffered from body to heart, will one day be returned tenfold by those people!

None of them can escape!

As for Su Mu, you can die now!

82 He came for her

Su Mu is rolling out noodles in the yard.

Because when Ye Zhurong jokingly asked him if he felt sorry for Su Yun, he was slightly startled, and then looked back at her with a half-smile.

"Now, I just want to feel sorry for your sister."

He said so.

The word "sister" has many meanings.

His appearance was already romantic and handsome, but his expression was so cold in the past that he suppressed it so hard that he looked quite cold and arrogant.

That squinting eyes at that time said with a smile, the beautiful eyes of peach blossoms captivated the soul, and there was a bit of playfulness in the corners of the eyes and brows.

That was probably the most frivolous sentence he had ever said in the past 20 years.

Zhu Rong looked at him and smiled "puchi".

"Okay. Then from tomorrow on, you can learn how to make noodles with me." She said, "It's just me and Shu Yang, very tired."

So His Royal Highness worked hard for several days, and finally he was able to independently roll out several noodles of different lengths and thicknesses.

Zhu Rong looked at him and the fruits of his labor, and laughed.

Su Mu was warmed by her laughter.

"Stop laughing."

He was slightly embarrassed, and pointed his flour-stained fingers at the tip of her nose.

Zhu Rong hurriedly avoided, smiling even brighter.

Su Mu washed his hands, and squatted down with her among the bamboo forests in the backyard, looking carefully to see if there were new shoots emerging in the past few days.

"Noodles, I probably won't be able to roll them as well as you in my whole life." Su Mu said, "But I have one thing that you can't learn."

Zhu Rong is very competitive and loves new things. She wants to try all the things she has never done before.

"What's the matter?" she asked, blinking her eyes.

"Come."

Su Mu smiled, grabbed her wrist directly through his sleeve, and dragged her into the room.

He spread the paper and rubbed the ink, held the brush with his left hand, and after a few strokes, a Zhurong appeared on the painting, as if she had just opened her mouth and laughed.

"So you are left-handed!" Zhu Rong was surprised.

"Is it?" Su Mu said, "But in the past, I was still used to using my right hand. It's just that my left hand can also draw and write, and the dexterity is no different from that of my right hand."

"It's amazing!" Zhu Rong exclaimed, "Show me your hands!"

Su Mu only thought that she would also try to write with her left hand, but she didn't want her to ask to see her hand.

For a moment the jade-like pinnae turned red again, and he spread his left hand for her to take a closer look.

It was only then that Zhu Rong realized that his hands were so beautiful.

A very handsome and slender hand, with strong but not abrupt finger bones, and fair skin without any blemishes.

She pulled up his right hand and looked at it, but the right hand was different from the left hand, leaving a few cocoons from years of reading and writing or bending a bow and holding a sword.

"So you didn't play the piano very often in the past." She said.

"what?"

Su Mu didn't keep up for a while. Why did their topic jump to playing the piano so quickly?

"You play the piano so well, I thought you played it often." Zhu Rong said as he pulled up his left hand, "But there is not a single callus on this hand."

For those who play the piano all the year round, the cortex at the fingertips will always be older and harder.

Zhu Rong pressed on his fingertips, but the tentacles were extremely smooth and soft.

Su Mu felt as if his fingertips were scalded by fire, but Zhu Rong quickly let go.

He remembered the time in Qingfeng Tower, she said he played the piano well, it should mean that time.

It's just that he didn't finish playing, and she didn't finish painting either.

Su Mu never thought before that one day it would be a girl who would give him a sense of sympathy for his rival.

Zhu Rong held the pen with his left hand and was also writing and drawing on the paper for a long time, but his hand was trembling, and the lines he drew were crooked.

"No more painting, no more painting."

She laughed and put down her pen.

"I admit that the level of painting with my left hand is not as good as your level of rolling noodles." She said.

Su Mu laughed out loud.

"Then what are you painting?" he said.

In fact, he really wanted to seduce her, so now he will draw another one of him.

Because it seemed like that, it meant that he had settled in her heart again.

"Noodles." Zhu Rong said with a big smile, "You rolled them."

Su Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he just wanted to hold her in his arms, tickle her fiercely, and watch her smile and beg for mercy.

When the two talked about the events in Qingfeng Tower, they both regretted that they didn't insist on climbing to the top that day.In the final analysis, it's Zhu Rong who is not, so why run away well.

I wish Rong Da generously admitted.

Neither of them mentioned why she ran in the first place, as if it didn't matter anymore.

Zhu Rong commented on Su Mu's piano sound, no matter the technique or the meaning, compared with her father, it is more calm and elegant, but less unrestrained and unrestrained.

Su Mu said that in her paintings, the meaning of the paintings is [-]% overflowing, but the brushwork skills are a little lacking, which must be the result of laziness and lack of practice in the past.

Zhu Rong said with a smile, of course.

"I'm very busy," she said.

Busy practicing dream art, busy learning medical skills, busy planting flowers and grass and moso bamboo, busy making wine, cooking and rolling noodles, and busy going around for snacks...

To her, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are just embellishments. The purpose of her learning calligraphy and painting is the same as her purpose of learning to cook. It is purely for fun, not mixed with fame and fortune. Naturally, she does not need to stick to any form of skills. Everything is sent and received freely.

Su Mu finally understood what was about this girl that attracted him the most.

There is no one in this world who can live every day so splendidly and so freely.

"Blessings."

For the first time, he called her by her first name.

How could you fall in love with me like this, and me like that?

"What did you like about me before?" he asked her.

Zhu Rong calmed down, and gradually put away the smile on her lips.

She held her chin with one hand, sat side by side with him on the threshold, and thought about it seriously for a while.

Then she turned sideways and stared at his face.

"Maybe, I like your good looks." She said.

Su Mu choked, his handsome face flushed slightly.

He knew he was good-looking, and he attracted a lot of girls because of it.But it seems that it is still far from attracting such a girl.

Zhu Rong giggled, even a little bit ashamed.

"Actually, I don't know either." She said, "I still remember the first sentence I said to Shu Yang when I saw you for the first time."

"What is it?" Su Mu asked.

"I asked him, do you believe in love at first sight in this world?" Zhu Rong said.

Su Mu's heart was burning, and he finally understood the meaning of the phrase "my intestines are all green".

But hearing her say this, she felt that while her heart was boiling hot, there was still a slightly sweet aftertaste lingering.

The mixture of these two feelings made him a little at a loss, and impulsive words were about to spill out of his mouth.

During these days, she never asked him why he came and how long he was going to stay.

And he never told her that he came for her and wanted to stay by her side all the time.

83 continue to like me

"You know, of course Shu Yang won't answer me." Zhu Rong said.

Su Mu came back to his senses and nodded.

"Later, I thought about it myself. Didn't someone say that all 'love at first sight' in this world is 'love at first sight'?" Zhu Rong said, "So I thought, maybe I like Your face..."

Su Mu's expression became very strange, he looked at Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong also looked at him strangely.

Then the two of them finally couldn't hold back, and laughed.

"It seems to be quite reasonable." Su Mu said with a smile.

"It makes sense." Zhu Rong said, "So in those legendary dramas, when describing a lady, a temple fair, a market, a scholar who met by chance, and fell in love at first sight, they must describe two people. It's all about how good-looking they are. People, food and sex."

"It's not all." Su Mu said, a little embarrassed, but he continued, "I was against the empty belly... because you were wearing a veiled hat and a face scarf, and you ran so fast when you saw me. I thought your... appearance was ruined."

Zhu Rong opened her mouth wide, and held her cheeks with both hands, as if she was really afraid of ruining her appearance.

Su Mu laughed, and said with a blushing face, "But I still like Mr. Belly Kong. Whenever she nods, I'm willing to marry her."

Su Mu also never thought that one day he would be able to talk about "love at first sight" and "sex and sex" with a girl in such an embarrassing and candid manner.

What's more, this girl is still the girl he likes, and she also liked her once.

"That's because you haven't really been with her yet."

Zhu Rong said, pointing to the various places on his cheeks.

"Look here, here, and here." She said, "If these places really had some horrible, poisonous scars, would you still like it? Do you still have the courage to say that you want to marry? ? Waking up from a dream in the middle of the night, won’t you be scared to death?”

Su Mu wanted to say, if it were you, I wouldn't.But he couldn't bear to impose such a vision on such a beautiful her.

So he grabbed her hand to prevent her from pointing fingers at his face.

"Now, my face is still there." He said to her, "You continue to like me."

People are alive, always need to make some breakthroughs and attempts.

Su Mu remembered that these were the exact words Zhu Rong said.

He held his breath and looked at her, nervously waiting for her answer.

Zhu Rong first smiled, and then stopped when Su Mu didn't smile.

"No." She withdrew her hand.

Su Mu only felt that his hands were empty, and his heart was also empty.

"Why?" he said.

How can her feelings be as easy and unrestrained as she is with other things?

If you don't like it, you pull back, wave your hand, and say no.

However, in the beginning, he was the one who hurt her first...

"Because of the past, did I make you feel bad?" he said.

Zhu Rong nodded.

"I will never make you uncomfortable again." Su Mu said, "Give me another chance, let's try to start again, okay?"

Zhu Rong looked at him, not sure if he was thinking or just examining him.

Su Mu was afraid that she would say some more words of rejection, and he couldn't wait to say more.

"If you liked me in the past, you will definitely like me again. Let's try, shall we?"

His voice was as soft as a feather, gently touching the tip of her heart.

"This time, I will definitely cherish you..." Su Mu said.

Zhu Rong looked at him, looked at his captivating peach blossom eyes, and the predestined peach blossom mole at the end of his eyes.

To her, this man was undoubtedly attractive, and she couldn't escape it.

The words he whispered into her ear were more like a kind of seduction.

But in the end, she still looked away, turned her body back slightly, and left the wrapping of his soft and gentle breath.

"I don't want to right now," she said.

I thought about it before, but not now.

Not a surprising answer, but still a sudden pain in my heart.

In the past, he was indeed the one who failed her first.

At this time, what qualifications do you have to be so presumptuous.

Su Mu nodded.

"I see," he said.

Then changed the subject.

"Can you play the piano?" he asked.

She knows so many piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but it seems that she has never heard the word "qin" mentioned by her.

As for the piano, it was originally a skill that Zhu Shanming and Su Huayin knew well, and it amazed the world.

"A little bit, not a lot." Zhu Rong said, "I prefer... this."

As she spoke, she dug into her sleeve pocket, then raised her hand, and she was actually carrying the emerald green flute with her.

Su Mu's eyes froze slightly, then he smiled, waiting for her to play.

The melodious sound of the flute just floated in the small courtyard at dusk and sunset.

Zhu Rong finished playing a piece and handed him the flute.

"It's your turn," she said.

Su Mu took it, but there was a trace of surprise on his lips.

"How did you know I would?" he said.

Zhu Rong smiled.

"Feeling," she said.

Su Mu put the flute to his lips.

This is the bamboo flute played on her lips, perhaps it still lingers with her breath at this moment.

Su Mu thought he would be nervous and lose his composure, but when he held his breath and played, his heart was surprisingly calm.

The sound of the flute is the sound of the flute.

There is no apprehension, no expectation, no restlessness, no depression, just a gently rising rhythm, filling the entire quiet courtyard.

Then the sound of wind, flute, and bamboo branches made the small courtyard become unsettled.

After a song, the twilight grows stronger.

Being in such a dim tone of the world seems to be the most suitable for remembrance and nostalgia.

"Can you take me to Ziluo Peak to pay homage to my uncle and aunt?" Su Mu said.

this is necessary.

And since the first day he came here, he already wanted to mention it like this, but he was afraid of making Zhu Rong sad.

But this girl was open-minded and optimistic many times, far beyond his imagination.

Zhu Rong smiled.

"Then ask Shu Yang first." She said.

Su Mu didn't quite understand why Shu Yang had to decide on this matter.

Zhu Rong has raised his voice to the front hall.

"Shu Yang."

Shu Yang leaned half his body out of the door to look around.

Zhu Rong pointed to Su Mu.

"He wants to go to Ziluo Peak to pay homage to my father and mother," she said.

Shu Yang nodded, and the corners of his lips moved, like a faint smile.

Then he suddenly raised his palm, and attacked Su Mu from a few feet away, and he was in front of him in a breath.

Su Mu was so startled that he bounced off the threshold, and turned sideways to get out of the way.

Shu Yang's attack was like raindrops, densely covering his whole body.

Su Mu was kicked up and down, he didn't have time to speak or ask questions, so naturally he wouldn't fight back against Shu Yang.

The two ran around the yard for a few laps. Su Mu was forced by Shu Yang to almost jump on the beams and tree tops, and Shu Yang finally stopped.

Su Mu's breath was a little anxious.

"Is this...did I offend just now?" he said.

Shu Yang laughed.

Zhu Rong also smiled.

She shook her head.

"No." Zhu Rong said, "Shu Yang wants to see if you can go up Ziluo Peak with your skills."

84 Purple Rose Peak

The southern land is already warm, after a few days, there is already a beautiful spring on Ziluo Peak, which is very different from when Zhu Rongtong Shu Yang came a few days ago.

Tens of thousands of crystal-clear and plump wisteria vines swayed all over the mountains and plains, adorning the mountains like waterfalls.Looking from a distance, the whole mountain peaks are purple in different shades, and it seems that endless purple rivers are flowing slowly in the sun, and lavender thin smoke is transpiring.

It is no longer the thick and chilling green of the previous days.

Su Mu grabbed a thick vine hanging from the mountain with one hand, covered his forehead with the other, and looked at the top of his head.

His feet landed on slightly raised stones.

"This Ziluo Peak is indeed very difficult to climb." He panted slightly.

Shu Yang smiled.

Zhu Rong also lay on Shu Yang's back, laughing.

Different from the other two, she was very relaxed and comfortable at this time, but she was used to being so sloppy since she was a child.

"Do you regret it?" She looked at Su Mu and said.

The youth's white jade-like face was a little flushed in the sun, and a thin layer of sweat was dripping from his forehead.

Because it was his first time climbing, he was in a worse situation than Shu Yang, who still had one person on his back.

"Of course not." Su Mu said with curved lips.

Zhu Rong took out a handkerchief and threw it over.

"Here, wipe it off," she said.

But the handkerchief is naturally a handkerchief, and it will fall to the bottom after flying too far.

Su Mu quickly tapped his toes, held the vine tightly with his left hand, and swung his body on the cliff. With a swing of his long arm, he finally caught the handkerchief.

Seeing his agility, Zhu Rong laughed again, almost applauding.

Su Mu stood back on the cliff, smiling at her while wiping his sweat.

After another half an hour, we finally arrived at our destination.

There are no large patches of purple near the former residence, and the layers of clear bamboo forests are sprouting new leaves, and there is a refreshing light fragrance wafting from far and near, and the spring bamboo shoots are also sprouting buds at this time.

Zhu Rong first went into the room to have a look, and when he saw that the letter he had left to Mo Xian was still neatly placed on the table, and everything in the room looked like he didn't want to be touched by anyone, he couldn't help feeling disappointed.Thinking about it again, how could Mo Xian come so soon, so he didn't care about it.

Shu Yang moved the two long-unused quilts outside the house to dry.

Seeing Su Mu looking around curiously, Zhu Rong explained to him: "My parents' cemetery is in the back mountain, and there is still a long way to go from here. Let's rest for one night and go to worship them tomorrow."

Su Mu naturally agreed.

"Let me show you around."

After speaking, Zhu Rong took Su Mu for a stroll.

"Look, this is the kitchen, this is where we usually eat... this is the place where we rest when we have nothing to do... this is the study... this is my parents' room, this is mine... this is Shu Yang's ...This is where Uncle Mo Xian lived when he came..."

The corners of Su Mu's mouth were slightly curved, and he walked around with her, imagining the scene when Zhu Rong and her family lived here when they were young.

"What were you like when you were young?" He suddenly asked.

Zhu Rong was taken aback by his question.

"What?" she said.

Su Mu also felt that his question seemed to be too broad.

He thought for a while and said, "Well... what does it look like? What kind of hair do you wear?"

Zhu Rong laughed and stretched out her hand to compare with her head.

"Most of the time, the hair is loose, and sometimes it is tied with two small buns." She said.

A little girl with buns on her head appeared in Su Mu's mind.She ran around all over the mountains and plains, with the bamboo leaves, the breeze, and the butterflies and flowers, as lively and comfortable as a little rabbit.

No wonder, such an elf-like girl, with an aura overflowing from her body, can't be compared to the group of noble girls in Jinjue City...

Su Mu looked at her and smiled, reaching out and stroking her hair.

Zhu Rong didn't avoid it, because Su Mu's action made her feel very natural and warm, just like her elder brother.

Well, he was her brother originally.

A little farther away, Shu Yang finished drying the quilt, looked at the two people who lived in harmony with his sleeves, and couldn't help showing a faint smile on his lips.

When someone better appeared beside her, he stepped aside.

If no one else loves her, then he will always guard her.

Seeing that Zhu Rong looked over, Shu Yang gestured to her, then turned around and fled down the mountain.

Zhu Rong couldn't call out in time, Shu Yang had disappeared from the mountain.

Su Mu was also a little surprised.

"Where is he going?" He asked Zhu Rong.

How could Zhu Rong not understand what Shu Yang meant.He wanted to be alone with Su Mu.

but……

Thinking of the person in Jinjue City who had put his life and death on the line for her, and what he was doing for her at this moment, she didn't want to start anything with anyone at all.

"It's okay, don't worry about him." Zhu Rong smiled and said, "Shu Yang won't be staying here tonight, you can choose a room, where do you want to live."

Su Mu pretended to hesitate, and his ears turned red.

"Shu Yang's." He said.

Because it's the closest to your room.

"it is good."

Zhu Rong smiled and didn't think much about it.

"By the way, are you hungry?" Zhu Rong said as he touched his stomach, "Anyway, I'm hungry."

Compared to Zhu Rong who was carried up the mountain by Shu Yang, Su Muke actually climbed up by himself, so he is naturally hungrier.

But when he passed by the kitchen just now, he had already glanced at it, not to mention that it was empty, even if there was food left, naturally it would not be edible after a long time in the past.

"What did you eat when you were here?" he asked.

Zhu Rong frowned and smiled.

"Once upon a time..."

As she spoke, there was some rare nostalgia and yearning on her face.

"Did you see the field next to the house? Father and Shu Yang will grow some vegetables by themselves, and every once in a while they will go to the town below the mountain to buy some rice, noodles and daily necessities... Then on this mountain, almost all There are fruits all year round, and Shu Yang often hunts back some wild game, like pheasants, rabbits, my mother and I roast them until they are yellow on the outside and tender on the inside..."

When Zhu Rong said this, he gave a "puchi" smile.

"Do you think we are like savages?" She asked Su Mu.

Su Mu also laughed.

"If this is a savage, then I only hate myself for not being a savage." He said.

Zhu Rong laughed.

"go!"

She grabbed Su Mu's wrist and ran forward.

"Then I will take you to be a savage today."

Su Mu also laughed, and followed her to run in the mountains.

---

The clouds are also white and the wind is clear, but the atmosphere in the Jinjue Imperial City is not as lively as the mountains and fields, but more of endless splendor and majesty.

An inconspicuous brown-yellow figure walked into the palace where the emperor lived.

"His Majesty."

The man knelt down very close to the emperor and spoke.

"His Highness Prince Duan has already found Menghuang's whereabouts." He said.

The emperor nodded, picked up a memorial on the desk, and waved it to the man.

"Silence will certainly not disappoint me." He said, "His memorial arrived earlier than you."

The man knelt down and was speechless, and he swallowed back the words of whether he wanted to send someone to get ahead of King Duan.

"Then... what about Prince Rui?" the emperor said, "Xuan'er, how is it?"

"His Royal Highness Prince Rui's luck seems to be not very good." The man said, "He and His Highness Prince Duan are looking for the opposite direction, it seems that they still have no clue."

The emperor nodded, and the corners of his lips lifted slightly, but he finally stopped talking for a long time.

85 Heartbroken

"Miss Su and Mr. Shu lived in a rented hut in Taohua Town at the foot of Qingluan Mountain. They planted mulberry and bamboo, interspersed with flowers, and the inside of the fence was picturesque and quiet..."

"Miss Su made several kinds of noodles. Mr. Shu tried them all, and his stomach was bloated. Miss Su laughed out loud..."

"On the first day of the noodle restaurant's opening, there were a lot of guests and the business was booming. Ms. Su was so busy that she had no time to rest and eat..."

"Miss Su ate a bowl of white porridge this morning, served with pickles such as spicy cabbage and pickled radish sticks. I bought it at the Zhenxi Market and sent it back to Jinjue quickly..."

On the table, there is a bowl of white porridge and several dishes of pickles.

Beside the table, Ye Hongxuan flipped through the notes in his hand countless times, and the expression on his face was sometimes joyful and sometimes worried according to the contents of the notes.

He lifted a chopstick of pickles to his mouth, and as soon as he took it, he coughed violently.

"Your Highness..."

Xu Ji hurriedly took the water glass to his side.

Ye Hongxuan coughed and waved at him.

When he raised his head, Jun Jun's face was slightly red, and his eyes were filled with tears.

"It's so spicy."

He said, bowed his head and took a sip of porridge.

When he looked up again, the rosiness on his face had faded, and a smile appeared on his lips again.

But as he flipped through the notes in his hand, especially when he saw the latest ones, his face became a little silent again, as if he couldn't hide his loneliness.

"Your Majesty Su has arrived, Miss Su welcomes him with joy, and stays with him for board and lodging..."

"Su Shizi got up in the middle of the night, went into Miss Su's bedroom, and the two talked happily until dawn..."

"Miss Su taught Su Shizi how to roll noodles..."

"Su Shizi's left hand is a painting, Miss Su is very happy..."

"The two chatted in the forest, Miss Su played a flute, and played the bamboo flute to Shizi Su..."

"Su Shizi wants to go to Ziluo Peak to pay homage to his uncle and aunt. Miss Su agrees to leave after a few days of warm weather. Ziluo Peak is extremely difficult to climb. If you continue to follow, you may lose your whereabouts. Please tell the Lord: Do you follow? "

……

Ye Hongxuan silently put the note into his arms, took a mouthful, and ate the porridge and pickles on the table, but no matter what, he couldn't taste the taste he had when she was there.

He still remembered that the first time she invited him to dinner was the whole bamboo feast in the Zhuzhi Hall...

Then, when she played the bamboo flute he gave her, would she think of him when she played the bamboo flute to others?

It should be.

Xu Ji watched anxiously and couldn't bear it.

"Your Highness." He said cautiously, "Why don't you write to Miss Su?"

Ye Hongxuan stopped his chopsticks and looked at him.

Xu Ji immediately felt that he had come up with a bad idea, and panicked and kept silent.

Just when he thought that Ye Hongxuan would not talk to him, he heard Ye Hongxuan say again:

"Write to her, what are you doing?"

Xu Ji wanted to say, of course, to express his heartfelt love, pretending not to know her recent situation, ask her about her recent situation, and then tell me about your own recent situation.

But how could His Highness not know about this?

So it's still crap.

So Xu Ji chose to shut up.

Ye Hongxuan was silent for a while, and asked the servants beside him to wash his mouth and hands.

He got up and sat back beside the desk.

"Xu Ji." He said.

Xu Ji quickly responded.

"Tell me, do I like her very much?" Ye Hongxuan said.

Is this even a question?

Xu Ji almost blurted out.

But he still considered his words.

"His Royal Highness treats Miss Su with deep love, and the mountains and rivers can be learned from the sun and the moon, and all the subordinates can see it!" Xu Ji said.

Ye Hongxuan laughed when he heard these half-spoken words.

"So." Ye Hongxuan said, "I like her so much, of course I want her to be happy."

"She used to like Su Mu..."

"If she still likes..."

Then let them try it...

Ye Hongxuan didn't want to say the last sentence.Because he didn't know whether he would go back on his word.

He closed his eyes and leaned against the back of the chair, and when he opened his eyes again, he picked up the ciphertext on the table.

Just as he was about to write a reply, he heard footsteps, and a servant came in from outside.

"Is it news from the southwest?" Xu Ji asked the servant.

The valet shook his head.

"No." He said, "It's from Jinjue City."

Ye Hongxuan also looked over.

Xu Ji waved his hand and ordered the servant to step back, and read the letter.

Afterwards, his tone revealed several traces of anxiety.

"Your Highness." He said, "His Royal Highness Duan Wang wrote to His Majesty this morning, saying that he has found Menghuang's whereabouts and is leading people to the southwest."

Ye Hongxuan took two deep breaths, as if some emotion was about to explode, but he quickly suppressed it.

"He should have gone earlier," he said. "It must be hard for him to delay it for such a long time."

"Then...don't we go?" Xu Ji asked.

"Don't go."

Ye Hongxuan said very bluntly, and then dipped his pen in thick ink again as if nothing happened.

"Father wants to move Mengnv Temple?" He murmured, "Very well, then help them out. If she comes back earlier, she will feel more at ease..."

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Su Yun has not been at ease recently.

Because there was no news from the imperial capital confirming that her brother Su Mu was dead.

But as a woman who thinks she is smart, she naturally knows what she should do at this time.

Speaking of which, I haven't seen the fat man for quite a while, so it's not good.

"If he doesn't come, let's go." She said to the maid Bi Tao.

King An was sweating profusely on the martial arts arena.

In his life, he has never sweated so much like in recent days, nor has he been so eager to lose the fat of his body as he is at this moment.

He didn't want his concubine to lose face in front of other noble ladies because of him, and he didn't want her to still love the heroic second brother in her heart, and he didn't want his fat and bloated figure to not only make her lose face during sex in bed. She had so much fun, it even made her breathless several times.

When Su Yun and Bitao arrived, they saw Wang An shooting arrows with his chest naked and his body trembling with fat.

Su Yun suddenly thought of those nights like nightmares, and the fat body shaking on her body.If she could still lie to herself between the bed curtains late at night, it wasn't him, but another person, but at this moment, she saw his body so clearly.

It's just such a fat and ugly body that constantly defiles her and invades her!

Su Yun resisted the urge to gag, she smiled and took out a silk handkerchief from her sleeve, and went forward to wipe Wang An's sweat.

The fat and bloated man's eyes are as clear and clear as water. His eyes reflect his princess, and his eyes are full of tenderness and love that is about to overflow.

As Su Yun wiped his sweat for him, Wang An's cheeks were a little red.I don't know if it's because of the strenuous exercise just now, or because I feel inferior to my clumsy body exposed to the sun, so I feel uneasy.

"Your Majesty, you have worked hard." Su Yun said with a smile, his tone was endlessly flattering.

"It's not hard."

Wang An hugged her, lowered his head and rubbed the tip of her nose.

Su Yun's smile froze on his face.

86 I have a favor with you

King An saw her unnatural expression.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

The smile on his face was hard to maintain because of his too close touch, Su Yun simply slumped down.

"The concubine is worried about my brother." She said, "There has been no news for a long time, and the concubine is really in trouble day and night."

"Don't worry." Wang An put his arms around her shoulders, "Sometimes no news is the best news."

What a shit!

Su Yun desperately suppressed the anger in her heart, and burst into tears.

"What about Su Rong? Is there any news about her?" she asked.

Wang An heard the uncontrollable touch in the words.