Chapter 114 Zhao Lingye Detective

Murong Xun's body was shocked, but he did not look up at Zhao Che and said lightly, "The deceased is gone. Your Majesty, why is it so hard..."

Zhao Che smiled miserably, "Why? What's the pain? Yeah, what's the pain?"

He suddenly got up and left without turning his head. Murong Xun sat in **, with empty eyes. The love of those years and the entanglement of those years all appeared in front of him, like poisonous thorns, looking deeply at the thorns in her flesh.

"Princess, let's eat something!" I don't know how long it took. The little maid of honor entered with some food. Murong Xun had no appetite, so she shook her head. The little maid of honor did not persuade her much and took out the food. Soon after, she entered again, holding a white jade bottle in her hand.

"Princess, let the maidservant apply medicine for you!"

Murong Xun came to his senses and looked at her doubtfully, "What are you talking about?"

The little maid shook the bottle in her hand and said, "There are several deep wounds on the princess's back. This is the jade/mustaste ordered by your majesty for the princess, which can remove the scars on her body. The ladies in the palace are all used!"

Murong Xun frowned and knew that if they changed their clothes for themselves, the scars on their back would naturally be seen. His eyes darkened. He looked at the little maid and said, "Put down the medicine, and I will wipe it myself!"

The little maid nodded, put the jade bottle in front of Murong Xun's pillow, and said, "Then the princess, take a rest. The maidservant has left!"

Murong Xun thought that Zhao Che would really not let her leave, and he was secretly anxious. However, in the afternoon, he saw that Xiao Anzi said that he had sent her back to the fantasy wall courtyard in his words, but there was no mention of Fang Qiaoer at all.

When you arrive at the fantasy wall courtyard, it is inevitable to say a few words of greetings with Zhao Pan.

As soon as he entered the yard, he looked at Zhao Panying, looked at Murong Xun with concern, and asked, "How's your sister-in-law's body?" When I heard that my sister-in-law had an accident earlier, I was really shocked and anxious. Now that my sister-in-law is safe and sound, Pan'er can rest assured!"

"It's the princess who is worried. It's Murong Xun, isn't it!" Murong Xun said lightly.

Zhao Pan frowned and frowned angrily and said angrily, "What did my sister-in-law say? We live under the same eaves together, and the time to meet is not long. Why is my sister-in-law still so strange?" He raised his eyes and looked at Murong Xun. Zhao Pan asked tentatively, "Sister-in-law, who has something happened this time, I heard. It was Hui's concubine who pushed you into the river. A few days ago, she was the prince, and today she is her sister-in-law. Does your sister-in-law know what's going on?

Murong Xun looked at Zhao Pan with deep eyes and said lightly, "When I woke up, no one had told me about it. The specific situation was not very clear!"

Zhao Pan looked at Murong Xun's flashing eyes, and he didn't know whether he believed Murong Xun's words or not. He said, "My sister-in-law is shocked. Go back and rest quickly!"

Time slipped away, and the night soon shrouded the earth.

She didn't sleep well last night. Murong Xun felt sleepy and soon fell asleep. However, she didn't sleep very well. She had several dreams. The scene in the dream was in a trance. She seemed to have walked into a swamp, but she wanted to struggle deeper and deeper. The thin fog enveloped the earth, and gradually The gust of wind blew, and the mist was blown away. Gradually, the shadows of the two people appeared, but the figures of Zhao Che and Zhao Ling.

Both of them looked at her coldly and watched her sink deeper and deeper, but they didn't want to help at all. Murong Xun wanted to shout, but there was no sound in his throat.

"Do you want me to save you?" Zhao Ling spoke first. His eyes were cold, and his eyes were like a deep pool. "As long as you promise me to be with me forever and never have an entangle with the royal brother again, how about I save you?"

"Anan, come back and come back to me. I miss you very much!" Zhao Che spoke in a gentle tone, but his eyes were very cold, without any emotion.

Murong Xun looked at the two men. She opened her mouth and finally turned into a sigh, until their figures became more and more blurred and lighter, and finally disappeared in the fog again.

There is silence between heaven and earth, as if she was the only one. Maybe she is the only one from beginning to end!

Murong Xun smiled, with some self-deprecation and despair in his smile.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of quiet and deep eyes, with some self-reproach and heartache in it. Murong Xun was shocked and immediately did it. He looked at the man sitting in front of the bed in front of him, staring at him motionless, and said in surprise, "Are you crazy? This is the palace!"

Zhao Ling was dressed in black and there was no expression on his face. There was a trace of looseness when he heard Murong Xun's words. He suddenly reached out and put Murong Xun in his arms, his chin on his shoulder, and his voice was a little astringent. "Yes, I'm crazy. When I decided to marry you, I was already crazy!"

Murong Xun sent his body, did not answer, and sighed.

Zhao Ling hugged Murong Xun tighter, "Do you know how worried I am when I hear that you are in danger? I wish I could come to your side to protect you right away!"

He let go of Murong Xun, held her shoulder, and his eyes were deep. "Did the royal brother save you?"

Murong Xun's body stiffened when he heard the words. He turned his eyes and sneered at his mouth, "Are you angry?"

Zhao Ling shook his head and said, "No, I'm not angry, I just regret that I'm not by your side when you are in danger!" After a pause, he looked at Murong Xun with burning eyes and asked, "It's just what's going on with you and your brother?"

Murong Xun looked at him coldly, "It's nothing!"

"Nothing?" Zhao Ling's voice was a little strange, "Nothing will save you, nothing will he will hug you Houyuan Hall, nothing will give you tricolor chrysanthemum, nothing will he order you to make jade/muscle cream for you?"

Murong Xun broke free from Zhao Ling's hand and looked at him coldly, "What on earth are you trying to say?"

The anger in Zhao Ling's eyes suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by a kind of worry and fear. He lowered his voice and said, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid that you will choose the royal brother, and I'm afraid that you will leave me!" He looked at Murong Xun and said, "Xun'er, promise me that the farther away from the royal brother, the better. He is more dangerous than you think! You don't understand. Maybe because of the song "National Style", he treats you differently, but one day..."

"Would it end up the same as Hui Concubine?" Murong Xun looked at Zhao Ling and smiled faintly.

Zhao Ling stared and said, "Do you know?"

Murong Xun sighed, "I have no other ideas. I... are your wife!"

Hearing the words, Zhao Ling was stunned, and then a trace of ecstasy appeared in his eyes. He looked at Murong Xun in disbelief and said in surprise, "Xun'er, what did you just say?"

Murong Xun looked down at the water lotus on the quilt and said lightly, "If you don't hear it, just forget it!"

Zhao Ling said urgently, "I heard it, I heard it!" His voice was a little excited, and the volume gradually increased. Murong Xun was shocked, hurriedly covered his mouth and shouted softly, "Are you crazy?"

Zhao Ling gently held Murong Xun's bare hand and put it on his chest, but his smile had been hanging on his face and said, "Xun'er, do you know that this is my happiest day in the past few days!"

Murong Xun smiled gently and didn't answer. He raised his head again and said, "Go quickly. After all, this is the palace!"

Zhao Ling looked at Murong Xun reluctantly, and finally sighed, "Then you should be careful yourself. Don't let what happened yesterday happen!" He suddenly leaned over and kissed Murong Xun loudly on his face. When Murong Xun was about to push him away, he only heard Zhao Ling whispered, "Xiao Qianzi is my man, credible. After saying that, he crossed the window and disappeared into the night.

Murong Xun looked at the direction of Zhao Ling's disappearance. She raised her hand and stroked her chest. When Zhao Ling kissed her, her heart beat so fast! His slightly cold hand stroked his cheek, and his face was actually hot. He couldn't help feeling a burst of shame and anger, and he would blush and beat like a girl who was in love!

She suddenly lay down and looked quietly at the hollowed-out top of the bed. It's really weird these days. Shouldn't she really fall in love with Zhao Ling? She was shocked by the idea! But is it still possible? The heart gradually cooled down. He was originally a wisp of ghost, a foreign body between heaven and earth. Zhao Ling, do you like Murong Xun's skin, or himself inside?