Chuyao walked out of Shaohua Palace, thinking about the palace next door, where he lived safely.
As soon as Chu Yaofang entered the courtyard, he was already sitting on the bluestone bench, sipping tea, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
"Please sit down." He poured a cup of tea and handed it to Chuyao.
Chu Yao took the tea, but stared at him.
"You're right." Rong Shaoyang didn't argue, and gave her a straightforward answer.
Chu Yao frowned and asked, "Why did you help Xiao Jing yesterday?"
Rong Shaoyang raised his eyebrows and looked at Chuyao, "When did Song Chuyao become so considerate of others?"
Knowing that he had no intention of answering, Chu Yao changed the subject: "Did the woman in Tsing Yi not ask you to do what she asked me to do?"
Thinking about it now, I feel more and more that Rong Shaoyang didn't mean it. The woman in Tsing Yi used her eagerness for her mother's safety to threaten her to do something that was not good for Xiao Jing, but Rong Shaoyang didn't seem to have that intention.
However, Rong Shaoyang's answer was: "I asked her to do this. I want to see how important Xiao Jing and your mother are in your heart."
"Then you saw it?" Chu Yao suddenly turned cold.
Rong Shaoyang took out a note from his sleeve, put it on the bluestone table, and calmly said, "I see, Xiao actually has the ability to make it hard for you to give up on him in such a short period of time, even if Even at the risk of endangering Ye He's life, I don't want to betray."
When Chuyao saw the note he took out, his face changed suddenly. This was a letter she wrote to He Ling, but it was intercepted by Rong Shaoyang.
"What exactly do you want to do?" Chu Yao took a deep breath and lowered his voice.
Rong Shaoyang stroked the body of the cup, looked down at the tea leaves in the cup, and then raised his head to look at Chuyao, with a smile in his eyes: "I don't want to do anything, how about you leave Xiao Jing?"
Chu Yao was taken aback, she never thought he would make such a request.
"Reluctance?" Rong Shaoyang raised his eyebrows.
The sun gradually rose into the sky, and the sunlight made Chuyao's face in the shadow of the backlight, making it difficult to see his expression clearly. She clenched her hands tightly, her lips parted slightly, and there was obviously only one word, but it seemed that she had to use a lot of effort to say it: "Okay."
She agreed, but there was no happy expression on Rong Shaoyang's face, the faint smile that hung on the corner of his mouth just now disappeared instead.
He lowered his eyes, his eyes seemed to be looking at the teacup, but he seemed to be lowering his eyebrows in thought.
Chu Yao condensed her breath and waited for his words.
After a long time, Rong Shaoyang put down the teacup in his hand, looked up at her, and said with a smile, "I'm just joking, you don't have to take it seriously."
After finishing speaking, he got up and walked into the house.
Chuyao should have breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't feel relieved after hearing this, and felt faintly that something was wrong.
After returning to Shaohua Palace, Xiao Jing had already got up. Seeing that Chuyao came back from the outside, his complexion was not very good, so he walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"
Chuyao shook his head, and said in a sleepy manner: "Maybe the poison has just been cured, and the body is still weak."
"It's fine, let's go out of the palace." Xiao Jing stroked the hair on Chuyao's forehead, and said softly.
Chu Yao nodded.
? In the Mengguo Residence, Lu Qiuen saw that Duan Heye hadn't returned all night, so he sent someone out to inquire. The ministers who went to the palace banquet with him last night only said that the second son Duan He was staying in the palace, and so were King Ning and Prince An Ran.
Lu Qiuen sat on the chair, feeling uneasy, feeling that something was wrong.
After half a day, news came from outside that King Ning and Prince An Ran had returned to the post house, Duan Xiang's family was in mourning, and there was still no news from Duan Heye.
Lu Qiuen was restless and decided to show his identity and go to the palace to pay a visit to Emperor Feng. When he was about to go out, the iron-faced guards in black outside stopped him.
"Presumptuous! This prince's fight should also be stopped!" These men in black are Duan Heye's dead soldiers, and they all know Lu Qiuen's identity.
The iron-faced guard remained silent, but stopped his sword from taking it back.
Lu Qiu Endai was about to fight the guards when a familiar voice came from behind him. He was taken aback and turned his head in astonishment.
It's Duan Hekang!
Isn't he dead? How come here?
"The prince must be thinking why I am here and why I am not dead yet." Duan Hekang walked into Lu Qiuen step by step.
Luqiu En couldn't help backing away, it would definitely not be a good thing for Duan Hekang to appear here. He had always been against Duan Heye and supported Luqiu He's faction.
"What is the prince afraid of?" Duan Hekang got closer, his tall body giving people a sense of oppression.
"What do you want to do?" Lu Qiuen retreated to the black clothes.?Being stopped by the guards, he gave the guards a sideways look. It seems that this place is already a swindle, and they are all Duan Hekang's people.
Duan Hekang pulled out the dagger, scratched the sharp blade with his fingertips, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "The prince is a smart man, you can't guess what I want to do?"
Lu Qiuen pointed at him with trembling fingers, his voice was a little unsteady: "You want to commit the following crime!"
Duan Hekang raised his head obliquely: "It's only my fault that I chose a mediocre man. Do you think Duan Heye can beat me? He's already waiting for you on Huangquan Road."
"I am the crown prince of the Mongolian kingdom, how dare you!" Luqiu En's voice trembled a little. He came to Wenguo this time to act in secret. Except for a few confidantes in the prince's mansion, no one knew that he had left the country. Ruoduan Hekang now If there is any wrongdoing, if he dies in Wen country, it may become a headless case.
"Prince of Mongolia? Hehe." Duan Hekang sneered twice, looked at him sideways, and said, "Your crown prince will probably only sit until today. From tomorrow, there will be a new crown prince in Mongolia."
"Whatever Lu Qiuhe can give, I can give you anything, even more." Lu Qiuen swallowed his throat, and negotiated with Duan Hekang: "As long as you send this prince back to Mongolia Well!"
Duan Hekang suddenly thrust the dagger into Lu Qiuen's chest, Lu Qiuen's pupils widened, staring at Duan Hekang, Duan Hekang pulled out the dagger, his fingers slowly brushed the blood on the blade, his thumb and She rubbed her index finger, then stabbed hard again, and when she pulled it out again, she pushed Luqiu En to the ground, and said coldly, "You talk too much."
Lu Qiuen moved on the ground a few times, rolled his eyes, and died.
Duan Hekang took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and sprinkled it on Lu Qiuen's bleeding chest. After a while, he began to take food from his chest, and smoke rose, and his whole body was completely corroded, leaving only one Cyan gown.
Duan Hekang sneered, Lu Qiuen was smart all his life, he would never die with peace in his eyes, yet he would disappear from this world so quietly.
Who told him to choose the wrong team at the beginning? If Duan Heye hadn't killed him in Yan Kingdom, they wouldn't have ended up in this situation now. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com