Chapter 48 Sleeping Tonight

Murong Xun smiled and said, "The prince violated the law and the common people committed the same crime. It's just that his wife loved his son and did some wrong things, so he felt a little bad in his heart!"

While talking, Murong Xun knew that it was the eldest lady who sent a killer to assassinate Xiyue, who was found by the people of the eldest princess's mansion, and the assassination failed. The matter was exposed. The eldest princess went to the Jinluan Hall to plead. The emperor punished Murong Hua for half a year's salary for the sake of her sister's heart. The eldest lady thought about it in the prime minister's mansion. .

Murong Xun naturally knew that Murong Hua could not be so anxious for that half a year's salary, but he didn't know what he was worried about. It was difficult for Zhao Ling to ask, so he had to find another opportunity in the future. However, this time the eldest princess's mansion brought Xiyue back, which must be very unfavorable to Murong Xuan. She is very curious. What other means does the eldest lady have?

After that, he stayed in the Prime Minister's mansion for lunch. There were only Murong Xun, Murong Hua and Zhao Ling at the banquet. Although Zhao Ling looked weak, he was very concerned about Murong Xun. Not only did his words and actions seem to be true, but he looked at Murong Xun's expression, more like a person who fell in love. Not only Murong Xun, but also Murong Hua beside him frowned. Looking at the two people opposite, they looked a little more inquisitive and seemed to be a little more gratified.

When Murong Xun's heart was clear, she didn't have much contact with Zhao Ling, but the only few contacts didn't seem to make Zhao Ling moved. Looking at the tenderness in Zhao Ling's eyes, Murong Xun sneered in his heart. This boy is really good at acting!

After lunch, I stayed in the Prime Minister's Mansion for some time. When it was almost late, I went back to the Qin Palace. As soon as the carriage stopped, the steward said anxiously, "Your Majesty, princess, you are back!"

Zhao Ling got out of the car and stretched out his hand to help Murong Xun. She gently dodged. She didn't mind taking back her hand and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty is here! I've been waiting for the prince in the royal palace for a long time!"

Zhao Ling paused slightly, and there was a little solemnity on his face. He turned around and said to Murong Xun, "Your Majesty is here. Let me see you!"

Murong Xun was also slightly stunned. She knew that since she married Zhao Ling, she was bound to meet in the future, so she was not much surprised, but nodded, "Let's go!"

The two went to the hall together and saw Zhao Ling sitting in the upper seat. There was a woman in a light purple cloud skirt. The woman was about 17 or 18 years old. Her ink hair was like paint, and her eyebrows were painted. She seemed to be seven points of delicate and three points of heroism, but she was not Shangguan Yuer.

"I have met the royal brother, the mother-in-law!" Zhao Ling bowed and said.

Murong Xun also followed him and blessed him. She looked at the woman sideways and looked at her sideways. She was shocked. Looking at the woman's eyebrows, she was five points similar to herself in her previous life. Just then, she heard that Zhao Ling was calling the woman's concubine Fang Qiaoer, who was now divided and favored.

"Your body has just recovered. Sit down!" Zhao Che said lightly.

Zhao Ling and Murong Xun just sat down, and Fang Qiaoer, who was beside them, giggled and said, "The King of Qin just woke up and accompanied the princess back to the door regardless of his physical weakness. The two are really loving, just like the folk. The two have been affection for a long time, but now they are more and more happy. Your Majesty's marriage is really true. It's wonderfully tight!" There was no mention of Murong Shan in his words.

Zhao Che laughed and said, "Qiao'er's mouth is really good at talking!", but he looked at Murong Xun coldly. He stopped laughing, "King Qin is seriously injured now, and he will have to bother the princess more in the future!"

Murong Xun immediately got up, lowered his eyes and said, "This is what my concubine should do!"

She looked up at the man sitting in a black-colored golden brocade suit. His eyes were as sharp as a sword, his posture was as straight as a big tree, and his body was full of the domineering spirit of the world. This man, who once made himself love so much that he could forget life and death, now it is difficult to make his heart throb.

She had no connection with him as early as eight years ago, except for the graved hatred. However, at this moment, Murong Xun couldn't imagine that fate was also wonderful. She tried her best to get rid of her involvement with him. In the end, there was another relationship between them that she could not give up, and she was in a trance and entangled for a lifetime.

At this time, Zhao Lingsi thought for a moment and looked at Zhao Che and said solemnly, "Since the royal brother is here, I want to tell the royal brother of an idea in my heart, and I hope the royal brother can agree!"

Zhao Che raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter? Say it!"

Zhao Ling said, "My brother was damaged this time. I'm afraid that it will be difficult to recover after listening to the words of the official magic doctor. I want to recuperate in the royal palace for a while, so I can't serve as the marshal of the Western Army. I hope that the royal brother will choose another sage and general to serve him. I also have a shame in my heart. I hope that after my body recovers, I will share my worries for the royal brother!"

After Zhao Che squeezed his lips and meditated for a moment, he said, "Well, you just concentrate on recuperating! But don't worry, when you recover from your injury, the Pingxi Army will still be yours!"

"Thank you, brother!"

Since Zhao Ling resigned from his official position, he has been focused on recuperating from his injuries in the house. No one else has seen him. Outsiders only know that the King of Qin and the Princess are with him every day, like glue.

Murong Xun poured a little feed from the jade plate into the pond, which attracted many fish to eat, which was very lively for a while. After the wind passed, the lotus bowed its head and smiled shyly. The lotus leaves were delicate and jade green.

"Princess, the prince has been looking at the princess's face in the past few days. He thought that the princess was not used to it when she first arrived at the palace, so she invited the most famous drama team in Chang'an City to relieve her boredom with the princess today!"

Murong Xun pressed her temple and looked coldly at the cheerful goldfish under the lake. Her eyebrows were raised, and the afterglow gently brushed the purple moon beside her. Today, she was still wearing a light purple thin shirt, looking very pale. Just like her attitude towards Murong Xun these days, she did not reject or please her.

"I know!" Murong Xun said faintly. She called Ying Ge and Yan Yu beside her and raised her eyebrows gently, "Do you want to see it?"

Yingge had a faint and indifferent expression, while Yan Yu smiled and bent his eyebrows, "I want to! Miss, you just take us to see it!"

"Let's go!" Murong Xun smiled faintly, and Yingluo Xiaofan in his hand gently patted Yan Yu's head.

When she got to the place where the stage was built, she saw the stage singing. She was not very interested in the drama. After listening to half of it, she also listened to what the performance was. Looking around, Zhao Ling was half leaning on the mahogany carved chair across the stand across the stage. His eyes focused on the performance of the two flowers on the stage. He smiled at the corners of his mouth and thought he was very satisfied.

Murong Xun looked for a seat next to Zhao Ling and sat down. After sending Yingge and Yan Yu to find a place to see, he was absent-mindedly playing with the small fan in his hand. The fan face of this fan was made of snow silk, and there was a picture of a beautiful woman lying drunk and bright moonlight. It is said that this ice silk was presented by Tianzhu and the Empress Dowager. After the Empress Dowager made it into a close-fitting clothing, the remaining material was made into a fan and rewarded to several higher ladies in the palace. The painting on the fan was made by Mr. Wu, the calligraphy and painting master of the current dynasty, but he did not know where Zhao Ling got this fan.

"What does the princess think of this play?"

Murong Xun came to her senses and looked back to see Zhao Ling looking at herself. Her eyes were like stars, with a faint smile on the corners of her mouth. She looked away, put them on the two flowers on the stage, and said lightly, "That's good!"

"Does the princess like it?" Zhao Ling took a sip of tea and asked with a smile.

"It's average!" Murong Xun frowned. According to the truth, she looked at Zhao Ling coldly. It was clear that she was idle, but she insisted on pulling her own name, so as not to pull herself back in the future. It's better to say it clearly.

After Zhao Ling frowned slightly and waved off the stage, she handed a list of plays to Murong Xun and said, "If the princess doesn't like this play, you can order a play you like!"

Murong Xun wanted to refuse, but looking at Zhao Ling's appearance, he would be indomitable. He took the play list, took a faint look, and said, "It's just Wu Song to beat the tiger!" She was not very interested in literary drama. However, when Wu was a child in Nanjiang, he would invite his family to the opera class during the Spring Festival. Son singing drama, that's what their brothers and sisters are looking forward to most is martial arts drama.

Zhao Ling was slightly stunned for a moment and said, "There are few lively women who love martial arts drama. I vaguely remember that the imperial sister-in-law also liked this 'Wu Song Fighting Tiger'!"

Murong Xun raised his eyes and asked, "What?"

"Nothing!" Zhao Ling had already looked away and said, "That's it!"

Murong Xun saw that Zhao Ling did not plan to say more or ask more questions, so he turned his eyes to the stage again. Wu Sheng had already appeared and sang.

I haven't heard this play for a long time. Murong Xun was fascinated and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose. When she broke up, she still felt a little unsatisfied.

The small fan fan gently fanned. Murong Xun looked back and saw Zhao Ling staring at him, but he didn't know how long he had been looking at it. His eyes were focused, with a little exploration, and his black eyes seemed to be deep and invisible.

Murong Xun was a little annoyed by such eyes, so he pulled down his face and asked faintly, "Have you seen enough?"

Zhao Ling smiled lowly, and her eyes were more brilliant. "The princess is as beautiful as a picture, and she can't see enough!" After a pause, he said, "But the princess looks more beautiful when she smiles, just like the ice and snow melting and spring returning to the earth!"

Murong Xun looked back and glanced at Zhao Ling faintly. "The words in the prince's mouth are sweeter than honey. Is the prince so captivating the woman's heart?"

The smile at the corners of Zhao Ling's mouth was deeper. He said, "Is the princess moved?"

Murong Xun played with the fan and said lightly, "What if you don't move? You and I are both husband and wife!"

Zhao Ling suddenly leaned forward and looked at Murong Xun face to face. His warm breath was thrown on her face. He raised his hand and gently rolled up a trace of drooping hair on Murong Xun's temples. "In this case, then it's the princess's job. Tonight, the princess will sleep!"