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After the case of Wang Zheng was settled, all the family members and young talents left the palace. He Guang, the Minister of Rites, ordered a group of subordinates and chamberlains to clean up the Wenhua Palace.
In a blink of an eye, they were almost gone. Shen Zhiyan's elegant eyebrows were covered with a bright smile, "Your Highness solved the murder case and arrested the real culprit in just one hour. There are so many murder files in Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment in this dynasty that there is no way to solve the case." For such a murderous and speedy case, His Highness is an unprecedented and unparalleled expert in solving cases in this world. Zhiyan is very impressed."
Murong Ci felt very relieved, but his face remained calm and he rolled his eyes.
Murong Shang giggled, "Shen Shaoqing, you are becoming more and more proficient at flattering me."
He explained seriously, but still smiled, "Princess, I am speaking from the bottom of my heart."
"You are a rare case-solving hero that has been rare in Dali Temple for decades. Will it be detrimental to your wisdom to be inferior to the prince's brother this time?" She joked playfully, casting her affectionate eyes at Murong who was standing aside. Yu, I hope he can take a serious look at her. Just one look and she will be satisfied.
"How could it be? His Highness is extremely intelligent, and Wei Chen is His Highness's follower. How dare Wei Chen's little skills be compared with His Highness's?" Shen Zhiyan said with a smile.
Murong Shang smiled and quietly turned to look at Murong Yu.
Murong Yu looked at the vast sky covered with clouds, his eyebrows slightly condensed, his eyes far away, not knowing what he was thinking.
The strong wind swept away unscrupulously, becoming more and more fierce, rolling up his black broadcloth embroidered with python patterns and flying around, making a popping sound.
Murong Ci couldn't hold back the sneer that slipped from the corner of his lips, someone was pretending again.
"By the way, Zhiyan, didn't you say you wanted to come and watch the competition? Why did you come here after it was over?"
"There was something urgent at Dali Temple that delayed us, but didn't I come just in time?" Shen Zhiyan's smile swayed in the strong wind.
"It looks like it's going to rain today." Murong Shang said cheerfully, "Brother Prince, Shen Shaoqing, Your Highness, why don't you go to the Jinghong Hall of this palace to have a meal. I have already ordered the palace servants to prepare meals."
How could Murong Ci not know what the imperial sister was thinking? Then he said: "The emperor's sister is kind and sincere, it is better to obey my orders than to be respectful. Your Majesty, Zhiyan, let's go together."
Shen Zhiyan is good at autopsy, good at observing words and expressions, and his eyesight is also very accurate.
¡°When I saw Princess Zhaohua glancing at Prince Yu from time to time, with affectionate expressions on her face, shy and gentle, I knew that it was Prince Yu that she really liked. He also guessed that His Highness intended to facilitate Princess Zhaohua and Prince Yu, so he smiled and said: "Thank you, Weichen, for your kindness, Princess. You're welcome, Weichen."
Murong Yu withdrew his gaze, his eyes slightly tilted towards Murong Ci, slightly tilted, cold and frightening, "Princess's kind wishes, I understand my heart."
After saying that, he strode forward at a rapid pace.
The strong wind swept up the black hair on the back of his head, and it flew like thoughts.
The slightest hint of chill emanating from the impressive shoulders made people feel tingly.
Murong Shang watched him leave, watched him sit on the carriage and leave, his eyebrows were lowered, his pink lips were pursed high, and anger was boiling in his body.
"Your Highness, are you going to go then" Shen Zhiyan asked in a low voice.
"Shut up." Murong Ci lowered his voice and rolled his eyes, and then said, "Imperial sister, it's going to rain, why don't you go to Jinghong Hall another day to make trouble. The Emperormaybe there are a lot of memorials and government affairs waiting. He handles the decision, let¡¯s leave it another day.¡±
"My sister, please go first." Murong Shang hurried forward, her voice choked with sobs.
Murong Ci understood that although Murong Yu's indifference and rejection made her very angry, the most profound thing was her sadness.
Shen Zhiyan pretended to sigh: "Falling flowers are intentional, but flowing water is ruthless."
Murong Ci glared at him, got on the carriage and returned to the East Palace.
He walked beside him and asked: "Your Highness, Tang Cangtian will probably be beheaded. Where is Concubine Rong? Will Your Majesty"
She closed her eyes and rested her mind, "I don't know either."
?? Concubine Rong is the daughter of the Rong family of Duke Rong, and the power of the Rong family in the court cannot be underestimated. It is hard to say whether the father will have any scruples.
However, no matter whether Concubine Rong lives or dies, there will never be Concubine Rong in the harem again.
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This heavy rain came and went quickly. As soon as the sun came out, the moisture disappeared quickly.
The deaths of Fan Xiaowen and Wang Zheng cast a shadow over the prince-consort selection competition, and some family members even advised their children to withdraw from the competition.
It would be great if you could become the prince-consort of the imperial dynasty and enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth. However, compared with life, life is naturally more important.He said coolly: "I would like to advise you, Your Highness, it is better to seek happiness for yourself."
She remembered that on the day of the martial arts test, in order to help Zhaohua, she suggested going to Jinghong Hall for dinner, and suddenly felt guilty, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the suggestion."
????????????? The regent, the war demon who scares the soldiers and civilians of foreign countries, do you want to be so stingy? No one can remember such a small thing for so long.
"I seem to have heard someone scolding me." Murong Yu walked forward without squinting.
"Is there any?" Her heart was beating fast, and a large amount of cold sweat broke out on her back, "Why are you scolding the prince?"
"Criticize me for being stingy and narrow-minded."
"Who dares to scold the prince? Don't you want to die?"
"There are people who are as bold as heaven and scold me in front of me." He turned to look at her meaningfully.
Murong Ci touched his nose and looked away. Wasn't this just talking about her?
He "heard" you even scolded him in your mind. Does this man have such great insight?
She complained fiercely, and suddenly she found that she had turned to a remote palace road with few people - she didn't even pay attention to the route forward, and foolishly followed him to a secluded place.
She stopped immediately, "You must have gone to the wrong place."
Murong Yu slowed down his pace and held her wrist with his big hand, "We will go much faster from here, take a shortcut." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com