The black-bellied prince is all over the city

Murong Xiye didn't want to deal with Qingcheng's affairs for the time being.He felt that he needed to distract himself a little bit, so that he could take a breath from this dullness.

Now only Xu San is left in the palace, and the already deserted place looks even more desolate.In a few days, even Xu San will be sent back.In the huge mansion, there is only his lonely shadow.

There was only one person who could distract him now.

That maid named Viola.

It should be a good thing to turn her into his eyeliner in the palace.It's a pity that Concubine Lan is no longer the person in Murong Fenglin's heart, and some things will inevitably become not so easy.

When entering Concubine Lan's dormitory, it was surprisingly quiet inside. The woman who used to be domineering now knows how to restrain her temper. Go and break the beauty that you have created for yourself.

Even for him, the only place in the harem where he doesn't need to be grounded is the cold palace.He just came to inquire about the news and did not disturb anyone, not even the palace guards saw him enter the palace.Compared to coming in swaggeringly, he prefers this way.

Like a child spying on the treasures at his fingertips.

Only Concubine Lan was sitting quietly in the hall, her eyes were glazed over, she was somewhat similar to the person in the cold palace.It's not a good thing to give up too late.

Violet is not here.Murong Xiye had guessed this from the very beginning.She is a smart woman, and she will definitely not cling to someone who can't give her glory and wealth.So... She should be somewhere in the harem, waiting for the next opportunity.

It just so happened that I came to give her this opportunity.

Qingcheng just happened to be in the palace.After hearing Bai Xiao's words that day, he thought about it for a long time, and decided to pry some news from Murong Fenglin.Although Bai Xiao didn't really threaten him, since she showed up, there must be something that must be resolved by herself.If he was involved in it, he might have been dealt with by Bai Xiao before he could kill Murong Xiye himself.

So he just happened to see that scene.He felt that he and Murong Xiye must be involved somewhere, otherwise why did he keep seeing him in the palace these days?The last time it was by the pool where he pushed Yun Che down, this time it was to see him in the imperial garden.

He saw that Murong Xiye was hiding a stone in his hand. When he was about to approach the maid in front, the stone popped out from between her fingers and hit the maid's ankle. up.

The culprit shouted softly from behind, "Be careful!" Then he walked forward pretendingly, stretched out his hand to hold the maid's waist, and took her into his arms.

The woman in his arms was obviously still in a state of shock, not understanding what happened just now.But suddenly, he was hugged by King Ye.

"King Ye..." She broke free slightly, but couldn't break free from Murong Xiye's embrace.On the contrary, the corner of Murong Xiye's lips raised, and a rippling smile spread out.

"So it's Miss Violet. The road in the palace is rough, so you'd better be more careful." She spoke softly, very much like the tone she used when teasing herself.Qingcheng slandered in the dark.

Why didn't anyone else come over in the imperial garden?Just let them be an eyesore in front of him?Qingcheng clenched her fists secretly, her brows were wrinkled into the word "Chuan", the purple in her eyes flooded, like burning strange flames, burning the two figures reflected in it to ashes.

"Thank you, my lord, for reminding me." Jin Se couldn't believe her good luck at all.Ever since she met King Ye in Lenggong last time, she has been thinking about the person who gave her a smile.Every time I think about it, I feel like I'm about to suffocate in that smile.

But she knew in her heart that it would be very difficult for her and King Ye to interact again.He is a prince. Apart from going to the cold palace to "see" his mother and concubine, it is difficult to leave his footprints in the palace, so... it is a gift from heaven to be able to meet again in this way, right?

"I want to thank you for taking care of Lian Xiruo for me. If she dies, I will lose a lot of fun."

Sure enough, he was still an indifferent person, not bad at all from the rumors.

"That's just a servant's job." She bowed slightly, but was supported by Murong Xiye, she raised her head in surprise, and saw that smile again.

"There's no need to be formal. I'm just an idle prince, how can I know how to accept so many courtesies?"

Qingcheng wanted to smash that smiling face to pieces, to see who he would smile for in the future!Where did he get the mood to flirt with a maid in this harem?He can be gentle with anyone, not only himself.What he can see in his eyes, even if it is not this country, is never himself.

How did he dip into his heart inch by inch?How did he take away his own soul piece by piece?It was only at this moment that Qingcheng realized that Murong Xiye had already been accommodated in his heart.

Just treat it as hate, just treat it as hate!

Angrily turned and left, the two people behind were still facing each other in the quiet imperial garden.

It is clear that everything was under control at the beginning, why did it go further and further away?

Murong Xiye always felt that his back was chilly, and it was normal for the wind to be a little cooler in winter, but he still felt something was wrong.I looked around the imperial garden for a week, but I didn't notice any sign of anyone.

But my heart is still very depressed.

Looking back at the woman in front of him, he knew that this "encounter" had come to an end.Violet was already hooked and didn't even want to get off his hook.The corner of his mouth curled up, "It's getting late, it's time for this king to leave."

If he stayed longer, someone might come over. Every time he entered the palace, the news would be spread to Murong Fenglin through various methods. If he was seen now, he would definitely know.

Before the woman could say anything, he left quickly, leaving only a gust of wind blowing the hair on Violet's forehead. She seemed to be still pondering whether everything just now was just a dream of her own.