Chapter 23 Father and Son Heart Knot

Murong Yao paused for a moment, turned half of it, took a look at Murong Xun, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's the matter, fifth sister?"

Murong Xun nodded a little, took out a bright yellow fold from his sleeve, and said, "This is what the King of Qin asked me to give to you!"

Murong Yao took it doubtfully, "King of Qin?" He looked at Murong Hua with a serious face behind the desk with a trace of inquiry, "What does your father think?"

Murong Hua frowned, took a deep look at Murong Xun, raised her right hand and gently raised her forehead. "The King of Qin's attention is good!" He said, "Is there anything else to tell you?"

Murong Xun shook his head, "Just let me give this fold to my eldest brother!"

Murong Hua closed her eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, and said, "The last thing I want is to involve you in and make you the target of those ambitious clans. Maybe... it's time to find a good marriage for you!"

Murong Xun smiled and said, "My father is joking!"

Murong Yao beside him said seriously, "My son thinks that the current four major families, the Huangfu family is too ambitious, and the Shangguan family has reached the end of the crossbow. Only the Li family is low-key but has no lack of strength. He chooses a husband's son-in-law for the fifth sister, and chooses the best among the Li family!"

Murong Hua smiled hoarsely, "I thought you had already given your sister to Shangguan Zixuan!" He looked at Murong Yao with cold eyes. "Shangguan Zixuan is a good child, but it's a pity that he doesn't like politics. Even if he can't help you in the future, and you didn't expect that Xun'er could get it. The gaze of the King of Qin and His Majesty, so they have changed their attention at this moment, right? She should marry someone who is more helpful to you!"

Murong Yao raised a touch of sarcasm at the corners of his mouth when he heard the words, "In order to get what he wants, can't his father even sacrifice himself?"

Murong Hua was silent for a moment, but her turbid eyes stared at the face in front of her that was somewhat similar to that of him when he was young. She squeezed the corners of her mouth and didn't know what she was thinking.

An invisible dark surge flows between father and son. From time to time, the candlelight exploded with a "popping".

Murong Xun naturally felt this invisible pressure. She looked up at Murong Yao and thought of Murong Yao's mother's second aunt, who was Murong Hua's childhood sweetheart and the wife that the media was marrying. Later, Murong Hua married Shangguan for power, and her second aunt was demoted as a concubine. As a result, Murong Yao has changed from a noble direct son to a lowly concubine. I think that for many years, he has quietly bred the seeds of hatred in his heart.

"You go down first!" Murong Hua waved her hand and seemed to be a little tired.

Out of the study, Murong Yao gently closed the door, looked at Murong Xun's cold back and smiled, "Are you angry?"

Murong Xun stopped and looked back at Murong Yao coolly. His jaw was slightly too high, and his tone was like the spring breeze that melted the ice and snow in early spring. It was gentle but still with a sad chill. "I don't like my affairs to be decided by such three words, especially lifelong events!"

Murong Yao stood with his hands on his face. The white brocade suit was dizzy by the light moonlight, and it looked more and more like a jade tree in the wind. His sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes as dark as the night were with a frank smile, "I'm for you! The Li family is indeed a good belonging, you will know in the future!"

Murong Xun sneered and snorted, and his smile became more and more brilliant, with this ironic meaning, "Is the eldest brother for himself or for his little sister? The eldest brother knows in his heart! The little sister has always been unwilling to beat around the big brother!" She swallowed her saliva and continued, "If the eldest brother expects the little sister's son-in-law to live with the help of the eldest brother in the future, why not choose a high branch!"

Murong Yao's eyes darkened and asked with some interest, "Does the fifth sister mean the king of Qi?"

Murong Xun sneered coldly, "Who is Daxiang's most powerful and influential prince?"

Murong Yao restrained the smile on his face and looked at Murong Xun quietly. He didn't seem to have any intention of joking. He walked a few steps on the corridor with his hands behind his back, and then walked in front of Murong Xun. He said with a serious expression and a solemn look, "Don't mention this matter again. Even if my father agrees, I will never do it. I promised you to marry the King of Qin. He is like a mandala, bright and attractive on the surface, but highly poisonous. So, I remind you to stay away from him!"

Murong Xun took a few steps forward, her right hand was supported on the reddish-brown pillar, and her wide sleeves fell vertically, gently brushing in the night wind. Her eyes were silent, but she did not answer Murong Yao, but changed the topic and asked, "What is the identity of the fifth aunt?"

Murong Yao curled his lips and said, "Jumping clown, don't pay attention to it! As long as she doesn't bother you, she doesn't have to provoke you!" Murong Yao took two steps forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Murong Xun. Looking at the moonlight in the sky, he sighed inaudible and said, "This may be the last time we enjoy the moon together this year!"

Murong Xun was slightly stunned and asked, "Why?"

"Didn't you see that fold?" Murong Yao smiled gently, "Your Majesty's previous meaning has been clear. I am a concubine, and I have no meritorious deeds. Even if your majesty wants to reuse me, it is difficult to block the public, so what he means is to go to the border town in southern Xinjiang first, assist General Shen to garrison, wait for the meritorious deeds, and then go back to Beijing to report!"

There was a silence between the two, and Murong Yao continued, "That fold is the letter of appointment. I will leave tomorrow. When I'm not in Chang'an, there are many things that will be beyond my control, but remember one thing, stay away from the King of Qin!"

After saying that, Murong Yao took a gentle look at Murong Xun and then walked away.

The night wind was blowing gently, and Murong Xun's skirt was raised high. Her expression was cold, her eyes were bright, and the corners of her mouth gradually expanded. Things seemed to be more and more beyond her expectations and more interesting...

The next day. Murong Yao left before dawn. When he left, he did not inform anyone, but only took a few attendants to the unknown future. The morning fog has not dissipated, especially with a little poetic haze. Several fast-moving figures cut through the silence of the morning dawn, and the light of the stars gradually faded. Murong Yao's departure may be the beginning of a new star in politics. From this unnoticed morning until the man's magnificent and noble figure stepped into Chang'an again, the whole Daxiang would look sideways.

The air in the morning is always fresh and slightly damp and cool. Murong Xun leaned lazily on the stone bench. She did not tie her hair. The long waterfall-like green silk fell on the snow coat. The black and white looked very clear. From a distance, it looked like a painting. One hand played with the green silk hanging from his shoulder, the other hand supported his forehead, and Murong Xun half-eyes.

"Miss Five, find out. Miss Three is on her way back!" A maid said respectfully.

When Murong Xun heard the words, he gently opened his eyes and said, "My mother has such a big thing, but she is still so calm that she prayed for the Empress Dowager in Wan'an Temple for three months!"

He waved his hand and made the maid retreat. Murong Xun pressed his eyebrows. After thinking about it carefully, another maid was called. After changing her clothes, she was ready to go out.

At this moment, she looked at the newly awakened fifth aunt in a light red semi-new shirt, which became more and more enchanting. She looked at Murong Xun with charming eyes, "Do you want to go out?"

Murong Xun answered.

The fifth aunt covered her mouth with one hand, yawned, and said with a smile, "Then be careful!"

"Thank you, my fifth aunt, for your concern!"

Out of Murong Mansion, Murong Xun took two maids straight to Li Zhilou.

One of these two maids is called Yingge, and the other is called as Yan Yu. It was pointed to by Murong Hua. They are the domestic slaves in Murong's house. Usually, they only listen to Murong Hua's orders. At this moment, since they are given to Murong Xun, they only recognize her as the master. Naturally, there is no need to question her loyalty.

At this moment, the name of Li Zhilou they are going to is elegant, but it is not an elegant place. On the contrary, it is a bloody and violent place, similar to the arena. The main reason is that the boss bought some prisoners on the battlefield and let the two fight. Bystanders can bet on who loses and who wins. And this place is also deeply attracted to Chang'an's dboys.

As soon as Murong Xun's carriage heard it, a young man came forward and said with a flattering smile, "The prince came earlier. He hasn't opened the door yet!"

Murong Xun changed into an ivory-white men's clothing today. His ink hair was meticulously coiled on the top of his head, wearing a headscarf of the same color as his clothes, a jade belt around his waist, and a paper fan in his hand. His eyes were bright and teeth were extremely handsome, and he looked like a turbid prince. When she got out of the car, she attracted the girls on the street to look back frequently.

Murong Xun shook the fan and said, "It's not tight. I'm interested today. It's okay to wait more. Find two singers for me, and the goods are good!" With that, he took out a got of silver and threw it to the little man and said, "Give me a good position. I heard that the eldest son of the Shen family is a regular guest of Li Zhilou. I just want to make friends. Do you know how to do it?"

When the young man saw that the young man was not only handsome but also handsome, he smiled so much that his face blossomed. "I know, I will definitely satisfy him!"

This Li Zhilou is actually no different from ordinary casinos, but ordinary casinos bet on money, while gambling here is just human life, and it is more exciting and exciting, which can make every pore excited.

The business here is sluggish in the daytime, and it will not be popular until the evening. It's just that Murong Xun couldn't figure out when Shen Xiaoyi would come back here, so he had to wait for the rabbit early.

However, she seemed to have good luck today. After waiting for about half an hour, when the first match was about to start, she saw Shen Xiaoyi.

Shen Xiaoyi is the eldest son of Shen Kuo, the governor of Southern Xinjiang. He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, tall and powerful. He is a little less exquisite than Guan Zisang or Zhao Ling, but a little more masculine. At this moment, he walked boldly to his usual position, and the casual one was to watch every move on the field. Two long people stood behind him respectfully.

Daxiang has always had the tradition of sending his relatives to Chang'an as a hostage. Since Shen Kuo replaced the Nan family in southern Xinjiang, Shen Xiaoyi has also come to Chang'an, a prosperous and abnormal city for eight years.

Another reason why Murong Xun pays attention to him is that everyone in Chang'an knows that Shen Xiaoyi is in love with her third sister, Murong Shan.