When Murong Lin arrived at Fengming Palace, the servant outside saw that he was about to raise his voice to report, but he stopped him with his eyes, he still remembered Shi Pengpeng's focused appearance when he played Tarot, and he didn't want to disturb her. But when he walked to the window, he heard two little white-eyed wolves saying bad things about him, to be honest, his mood was a little complicated, although what they said was true, but from other people's mouths, and then into his own ears, this feeling was very strange, in short, not very good.

He stood still, wanting to hear what Shi Pengpeng had to say, but she said that she could understand, and that their relationship had eased recently, which made him a little happy, and he seemed to feel the same way, but as soon as that happiness came out, he was beaten to death by Murong Qingyang with a stick, which is really a ghost......

He knew what kind of person Murong Qingyang was, just as if she was a child, what he really cared about was Murong Sheng, and he thought about waking up his younger brother, but before he could do it, Murong Sheng came to Fengming Palace again, and he didn't know how to avoid suspicion at all.

He raised his feet and stepped in, and saw Murong Qingyang open his mouth, swallowing the rest of the words into his stomach, and smiled at him dryly, "Brother Huang is here." ”

Murong Sheng also came over to ask for peace, but he ignored it, and when he saw Shi Pengpeng holding up the table, he remembered it, and hurriedly said, "You have an injury on your foot, don't move while sitting." ”

He glanced at the tarot on the table and asked Shi Pengpeng, "Where is the play?" ”

"The second level is still a little short," Shi Pengpeng said, "Where is the emperor playing?" ”

"I've reached the third level, and like Lan Qing, I can't pass the third level."

"The concubines are about to catch up with the emperor."

"If you can play the third level, I will reward you with this thing."

Shi Peng Peng smiled and said, "Emperor Xie, the concubine is going to work harder." ”

Murong Qingyang looked at it in a daze, his expression was a little confused, didn't the imperial brother say that he wanted to kill Shi Pengpeng, what was going on with this sudden friendliness? It must have been that he overheard their words just now, so he pretended to be good to Peng, hum! The emperors are really old treacherous.

Murong Sheng saw that the imperial brother and Shi Pengpeng were talking happily, and walked out of the apse with a lonely face, there was a patio outside, and a white magnolia was planted in the courtyard, and the big flowers at the mouth of the bowl were in full bloom, like a white dove full of trees.

He stood under the tree, looked at the magnolia flower and shook his head and sighed, suddenly punched the trunk of the tree, and shouted sadly: "I hate it so much......"

"What do you hate?" \0

"I hate that I didn't ......" Hey, how can anyone still talk to him, Murong Sheng turned around in astonishment, and saw Murong Lin standing under the dripping eaves, looking at him with a smile.

He silently turned his head and punched the trunk again, still full of emotion, "I hate that I don't have the ability to defeat Qing Yang." ”

The corners of the emperor's mouth twitched, I don't know, it's this excuse every time, let's change it to a fresh one next time.

Murong Lin slowly walked under the tree and looked up at the flowers, "Is this flower white?" ”

Murong Sheng, "It's very white." ”

"If it's dirty, is it still white?"

"It's not in vain." Murong Sheng felt that the imperial brother's question was very profound, but he answered it like an idiot.

Murong Lin still looked up at the flowers, "A woman's reputation is the same as this flower, if it is dirty, it can't be washed." ”

Murong Sheng chuckled in his heart, is the imperial brother reminding him, what kind of affair has he had recently reached the ears of the imperial brother?

"Brother Chen knows, Brother Huang." He said very respectfully.

Murong Lin looked at him, "Do you really know?" ”

"Yes, the younger brother will definitely check in the future, and he will never embarrass the imperial brother." No matter what it is, it's right to admit your mistake first anyway, this trick was taught to him by the Sixth Emperor Uncle, whether it is in front of the emperor or in front of women, he has tried it repeatedly.

Sure enough, Murong Lin's face softened, and he patted him on the shoulder: "Sheng'er, I promised the Queen Mother that I would make you a rich and noble prince, but if you think that the current life is not interesting, the imperial brother welcomes you to the court and helps me." ”

Murong Sheng was very frightened, what does the imperial brother mean by this, knowing that he doesn't understand anything, he is actually willing to let him enter the court as an official? This is not in line with his image of a good emperor who is virtuous and capable, and makes the best use of his talents.

He waved his hand, "No, Brother Huang, you know your younger brother, your younger brother can only recite poems and paint, play the piano and compose music, and nothing else, there are so many civil and military officials in the court, so there is no one less than a younger brother." ”

Murong Lin looked at him, "What the imperial brother means is that I only have a younger brother like you, no matter what you want, I will find a way to satisfy you." ”

Murong Sheng's mind moved, "Really, Imperial Brother?" ”

"Of course it's true, what do you want?"

For a moment, Murong Sheng wanted to say: Brother Huang, can you give me Pengpeng?

Just as he was hesitating, he heard Mo Ronglin say slowly, "Don't worry, think about it." ”

Murong Sheng somehow, he always felt that there was a slight threat in that sentence, he swallowed the words, shook his head, and said very sincerely, "Brother Huang, my brother has everything now, and he doesn't want anything." ”

Murong Lin was very satisfied with his younger brother's point, and raised his chin into the hall: "Do you want to go in?" ”

"The royal brother is one step ahead, and the younger brother wants to enjoy the flowers again."

Murong Lin nodded, turned around and entered the hall, and walked to the door, he paused again, and Murong Qingyang was talking in the room, "Peng Peng, don't be confused by the imperial brother, he is all a false image of being good to you now." ”

Shi Pengpeng, "How do you know?" ”

"I know the imperial brother too well, he is the emperor, you know that the person who can play tricks on power in the world is the emperor, the imperial brother is scheming, he will not easily change his prejudice against a person, he lent the tarot to you to play, it may be a little guilty, after all, it was the imperial brother who caused you to lose your foot, but the most important thing, he wants to get the nine links, he knows that you are a generous person, give the tarot to you, you will definitely give the nine links back to him, now you see, his plan has succeeded."

"Your analysis ......"

"It's very accurate," Murong Qingyang was a little proud, "I'm not in vain in the Phantom Mirror Gate, I've learned a lot of things, Ning An taught me that I must be able to analyze things when I encounter them, and I must learn to analyze people's inner activities." As the saying goes, in this world, only people's hearts are unpredictable, let alone the emperor's heart......"

Murong Lin stood outside and took a few deep breaths, calmed his mind, and didn't rush in and slap Mo Rongqing to death.

Shi Pengpeng said, "The emperor is not as bad as you say, people who do great things, always have more eyes than others, as long as they are dedicated to goodness, the emperor values filial piety, loves his brothers and sisters, is loved by the people, and is a good emperor who is wise and martial." ”

For the first time, Murong Lin felt that Shi Pengpeng's voice was so good, like a gust of wind blowing, gentle and cheerful, and the resentment in his heart was blown away......

After Shi Pengpeng finished speaking, she glanced at the shadow by the door out of the corner of her eye, and just found out that fortunately, she saved it in time.

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