After the treason, the enemy and I have HE

"Xihua!" Feng Xinghe woke up from his dream by calling this name.

Mu Jialan was stunned for a moment, this was his previous name, how could Feng Xinghe remember it?

However, he closed his eyes naturally, and then pretended to be awakened, and took him into his arms, as if he had just woken up: "What's wrong?"

Feng Xinghe shook his head slightly.

But for some reason, there was a faint sense of loss in my heart.

It's just a ridiculous dream.

he told himself so.

In the second half of the night, Feng Xinghe didn't dream anymore, he slept very deeply.

Feng Xinghe was awakened by the smell of food.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that Mu Jialan had pushed breakfast into the master bedroom.

The exquisite dining car is divided into three floors, and each floor is filled with sumptuous delicacies, making people dazzled.

Feng Xinghe sat up, looked at Mu Jialan who was standing behind the dining car and hadn't even untied his white apron, looking at him with an expression begging for praise, the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "Good job."

Mu Jialan leaned forward: "What about the reward?"

Feng Xinghe glanced at him, stroking his hair perfunctorily as if stroking a pet: "Keep going."

Mu Jialan watched him turn and go to the bathroom, with a doting smile on his face.

Feng Xinghe had breakfast with Mu Jialan in the master bedroom.

Suddenly, he raised his head and glanced at Mu Jialan: "Is Cecilia back?"

Mu Jialan looked at him, er, it seemed that he hadn't seen her for a while: "I'll ask the housekeeper."

The butler told him he hadn't seen Cecilia since she left.And none of the gatekeepers saw Cecilia come back.

It also means that Cecilia has not come back for almost a day and a night.

"Will she still be in the palace?" Mu Jialan remembered Cecilia's hesitant expression the night before.

Feng Xinghe shook his head slightly: "No."

Cecilia is still very measured, even if she intends to stay in the palace, it is absolutely impossible not to say hello.

"Perhaps she was left in the palace, but it was not voluntary." After a moment of silence, Mu Jialan told him his guess.

Feng Xinghe frowned slightly.

He felt that what Mu Jialan said was very reasonable. If anyone in the imperial capital could force Cecilia to stay, it must be the person in the palace.

"Go to the palace." Feng Xinghe made a final decision.

At the same time, in the imperial palace of the imperial capital.

Cecilia was lying on a gorgeous and spacious bed with her eyes closed.

A piece of soft golden silk was covering her body, revealing the ivory-colored skin of the quilt, revealing ambiguous traces of bruises and purples.

Caesar was lying beside Cecilia, wearing a pair of pants underneath, but his upper body was naked. The skin color of his exposed body was even whiter than Cecilia's, which was an unhealthy white that was close to sickness.

There were criss-cross and purple scratches on his broad and strong back, but he didn't care.

Caesar supported his head with one hand, and played with Cecilia's long black hair leisurely with the other, a satisfied smile appeared on his handsome face.

Suddenly, there were small footsteps outside the door.

"Auntie, my mother is back, really. If you don't believe me, I'll take you to see it."

It was Eli's voice.

Caesar frowned slightly, got up lightly, grabbed his coat and put it on his body, then walked out of the bedroom without a sound, and signaled the maids to close the door gently, so as not to disturb Cecilia who was still sleeping .

"Brother, is Cecilia really back?" Princess Clara was led away by little Eli, and the moment she saw Caesar, she was sure that Cecilia was indeed back.

Except for that woman, no one else has the ability to climb into the emperor's bed.

The smile on Caesar's face remained unchanged: "Well, she's back."

Later, he noticed that his sister's expression was a bit ugly, and raised his eyebrows unconsciously: "I heard that you have already got the slave next to Capet, why do you look unhappy?"

When Clara thought about what happened last night, her expression became even uglier.

She didn't expect that the slave would have the guts to exchange the cup of tea for Edward who came to visit unexpectedly, and Edward who drank the potion was not something a pampered woman like her could resist.

In a fit of anger, Clara ordered Edward to be thrown out of the bedroom, ignoring the face of her relatives.

Early in the morning, she heard that the palace was very lively yesterday, and she rushed to the palace without thinking about going to Xinghe to settle accounts with that slave.

However, Cecilia's appearance was still beyond her expectation.She thought that she would never see that woman again in this life.

"Her, how is it now?" Clara hesitated, but still asked.

"Very good." Nishizawa replied as he folded his coat.

"Father, let me see mother, I want to see mother." Eli tugged Caesar's sleeve carefully.

Caesar squatted down and gently stroked his hair: "Good boy, Eli, your mother is still resting, come back after you finish your morning class, father and mother will accompany you to have breakfast together, okay?"

Eli nodded happily, and then looked at Caesar nervously and worriedly: "Father, will mother be angry with me?"

He really wanted his mother to stay by his side instead of appearing in his dreams, so he would rather take the risk of making his mother unhappy and ask his father to keep his mother.

At least, he will no longer be a child without a mother.

"No, Eli, mother will never be angry with you." The door behind Caesar was suddenly opened, and Cecilia, who had changed her clothes, stood at the door, looking at Eli with infinitely gentle eyes.

Hearing this, Eli threw herself into Cecilia's arms happily: "I love my mother the most."

Cecilia gently stroked the top of Eli's hair while looking up at Caesar.

Caesar's eyes suddenly became guilty.

The way he kept Cecilia last night was not above board.

Clara's eyes turned around between the two, and then she showed a clear look: "Brother, you should send Eli to the teacher first. I may not have seen Cecilia for a long time, and I happened to be with you Let her talk."

"Well, let's have a good chat." Caesar hugged Eli and gave Cecilia another deep look, then turned and left.

Cecilia glanced at Clara, turned and walked back into the room.

Clara didn't care about her attitude, and followed into the room: "To be honest, I didn't expect to see you again."

Cecilia nodded calmly, poured herself a cup of tea, and pushed another cup of tea to Clara: "I know, you are probably the last person I want to see, that's why you were in West on that ship Zee arranged for me."

Clara's eyes turned cold for a moment: "You know it's me."

Cecilia took a sip of tea, and at the same time looked at Clara carefully: "Yes. You think I stole your brother, because I occupied his attention, so you have always disliked me. But I didn't expect that you hate me to the point of wanting me to die."

Hearing Cecilia's words, Clara's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.

Cecilia's words hit the most vulnerable part of her heart.

At the beginning, she was very secretive about Cecilia's ship, even her brother didn't know about it.

At first she watched Cecilia's ship leave with nothing but pleasure.

It is obvious that she and her brother depend on each other for life, and it is obvious that she and his brother are intimate, but as soon as this Cecilia appeared, his brother completely forgot about her.

As long as this woman is dead, no one will compete with her for her brother anymore, and no one will occupy all of her brother's attention and care.

But gradually, looking at her elder brother who was waiting for Cecilia to come back every day, and seeing little Eli who was still in her infancy but was often sick due to congenital deficiencies, the joy in her heart gradually turned into guilt that almost drowned her. .

She wanted to persuade her brother not to wait for someone who was unlikely to come back, and she wanted to tell Eli not to look for her mother again, but she couldn't say it.

For this reason, she treated Eli doubly well, and took up the country and responsibility left behind by Caesar.

She made her favorite elder brother lose his lover, and her beloved little nephew lost his mother. The older she got, the deeper the guilt in her heart.

The name Cecilia and this person had become almost a curse, like a tarsus that made her restless.

But right now, her nightmare appeared vividly in front of her eyes, and she calmed down instead.

"The structure of that ship cannot last half a year for you to go back smoothly." Clara looked at Cecilia, "How did you survive?"

Upon hearing this, Cecilia looked at her indifferently: "Although it is not easy, since I survived, nothing is impossible."

Several fatal injuries on her body were left from that time, but she is still alive now, so she doesn't want to pursue the past.

"You should hate me very much now." Clara suddenly laughed at herself, "I caused you to almost die in a place where my brother didn't even know. If I were you, maybe I would have started my own revenge a long time ago. It's planned."

"I don't hate you, at least you helped me take good care of Eli." Cecilia looked at Clara with an unchanged expression, "And I know that your nature is not bad, the torture you have suffered in the past few years That's enough."

Clara raised her head, looking at the cup of tea in her hand blankly.

"Thank you for the good tea." Clara got up to leave.

"Wait a minute." Cecilia stopped Clara, "Can I trouble you to deliver a message to Master Capet?"

When Clara heard this, she paused and looked back at her: "Do you want them to come and save you? Give up, it's impossible. Unless my brother is dead, you can leave here. What's more, even the Capet family , and it is impossible to meddle in the internal affairs of the August family."

Cecilia sat down alone at the round table.

Clara went out, but saw Caesar standing silently at the door.

She froze in place.