Dugu Xia originally wanted to take the opportunity of Murong Zongchang to ask herself to expose that dead girl.

But when he saw the warning in the regent's eyes, he was instantly stunned.

Could it be that Murong Zongchang already knew about that dead girl?

It must be like this, otherwise how could the regent look at him with a warning look.

Thinking about it, Dugu Xia shook his head, bowed down and said, "Weichen has nothing to say. ”

Dugu Xia's answer seemed to make Murong Zongchang very satisfied, "Since there is no card to say, Lord Dugu can continue to remain silent. ”

"Yes." Dugu Xia lowered her head, but her face was a little embarrassed.

How did that dead girl get into the palace? And the regent seems to be protecting the dead girl.

Dugu Xia suddenly looked up at Yan Xiaomo again, only to see the dead girl grimacing at him, and the angry Dugu Xia's body shook, alarming the ministers around him.

"Lord Dugu, what's wrong with you? Watch out for your body. The adult next to him pretended to be worried, but there was a sense of schadenfreude in his eyes.

Usually he is not on the same page with Dugu Xia, but now that he has seized such an opportunity, he naturally wants to laugh at Dugu Xia.

"Fake kindness." Dugu Xia snorted, not appreciating it at all.

Murong Zongchang looked at the woman with a grimace on the side, and a trace of gentleness flashed in his eyes, but this mild color came and disappeared quickly.

Below, Zhao Yun had already seen Yan Xiaomo, and his face was not bad after not sleeping all night, but his eyes were bloodshot, and he seemed to be a little angry.

Yan Xiaomo's gaze met Zhao Yun's, and a mysterious smile appeared on his face, but Zhao Yun understood the meaning of that smile in seconds, and a trace of unnaturalness flashed on his face, slightly ruddy.

That girl must have thought she couldn't do it!

Looking at the interaction between Yan Xiaomo and Zhao Yun, Murong Zongchang's face sank, bowed slightly, and his face was arrogant, "If there is something to do, there is nothing to retreat." ”

The current Daliang is still a country and a people's peace, the wind and rain are smooth, and there are no droughts and floods anywhere, so there will be no particularly important things that need to be reported to Murong Zongchang.

Even if there is something, it has already been written and handed in.

After retiring from the dynasty, Yan Xiaomo did not continue to walk with Murong Zong, she now has to go to see Zhao Yun and appease Zhao Yun's injured heart last night.

After Yan Xiaomo left, Murong Zong looked at Yan Xiaomo's back for a long time, and the hand behind him was twisted into a fist.

How good would it be if you belonged to this king?

Murong Zongchang had a crazy idea in his mind, that is, to imprison Yan Xiaomo by her side, even if she didn't like herself, she had to imprison Yan Xiaomo by her side, and if she was a devil, she would be a devil, anyway, he was not a good person.

It's just that this idea was stifled by him, he has the world in his heart, how can he give up the world because of a woman?

You can't have both the country and the beauty.

From the moment he accepted the entrustment of the first emperor, he had no freedom, he was destined to bear the life of the entire Great Liang, and he was destined to have blood on his hands.

Even if he becomes a devil and his hands are covered in blood, he wants to protect a woman who is not destined to belong to him.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, a trace of self-deprecation flashed in his eyes, and the breeze blew, blowing away all illusions.

He seemed to understand a little bit about what the first emperor said about the high places.

But it was rare for him to meet a woman who understood him, but this woman did not belong to him.