Divine Doctor Poison Concubine: Miss Waste

Chapter 307 Heading to the White Horse Temple (3)
Murong Yu withdrew her gaze and stared straight ahead: "If a talented woman is not a talented woman, she will definitely not take it to heart! Let the title of this talented woman be given to those who want it!"

Xia Yumeng paused for a moment before she understood the meaning of Murong Yu's words. Xia Qingge has never been constrained by these mortal worlds, let alone chasing fame and fortune. Although she didn't have much contact with Xia Qingge, during this time Xia Qingge She knew everything about Xia Qingge's actions like the back of her hand, and the person who could say this must have a deep understanding of Xia Qingge's temperament, and that's why she felt this way.

A strange color flashed across Xia Yumeng's face, but it was quickly covered up in the darkness!
"Sometimes my little girl is really envious of sister Qing Ge, who is cared for by someone like the little prince. If it weren't for my sister's marriage contract, my little girl really thinks that the little prince and sister Qing Ge are a match made in heaven!"

Murong Yu smiled lightly and said nothing, glanced forward and stopped in his tracks: "Duke Xiu's Mansion is here, Third Miss hurry back."

"Hmm!" Looking at the gate not far away, Xia Yumeng suddenly felt melancholy. It would be great if this alley was longer, and it would be great if this man's sincere smile was for her, but everything It was just her wish.

"Let's go slowly, little prince, my little girl is leaving!" Xia Yumeng suppressed the thoughts in her heart, saluted Murong Yu's blessing body very politely, and then turned around to the majestic red lacquered building not far away without delay. Go inside the gate!
After Xia Yumeng left, Jing Tian, ​​who had been standing behind Murong Yu, walked to Murong Yu's side and said in a low voice, "Master, the third lady in Xia's mansion is not simple, and her martial arts will never be inferior to her subordinates."

Murong Yu chuckled lightly: "You're right, it seems that girl has met her opponent this time."

"But explain this to Miss Qing Ge? In this way, she will be more on guard against this third lady."

"No need." Murong Yu shook her head: "She knows better than anyone else, let's go back!"

"Yes."

The two stopped talking, and one disappeared in the alley!
Pingnan Palace
It was already ten minutes in the middle of the night, but there was still light shining in the Qingzhu Pavilion study.

Murong Yu stepped into the room, but saw a man in a gray gown with his hands behind his back, facing the door sideways and looking at a picture scroll fascinated.

When Murong Yu entered the room, he just looked away and bowed his hands to Murong Yu: "This subordinate sees the master."

Glancing at the man wearing a mask in front of him, Murong Yu curled up his mouth and smiled lightly: "It's been a hard journey."

"It's the subordinate's responsibility to share the master's worries." Wuming still lowered his eyes.

"Sit down, tell me what you have gained from this trip!" Murong Yu walked to the chair next to him and sat down, Wuming also sat down following his words.

"Reporting to master, this subordinate sent out the letter you gave to this subordinate according to your instructions, and he also sent you a letter after reading it, please read it, master." Wuming withdrew a piece of paper from his sleeve. A letter was handed over to Murong Yu.

The latter reached out to take it, tore open the envelope and took out a piece of thin paper inside to take a look, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened: "He's coming back!"

Wuming was a little surprised: "So Master Ci'en's prophecy back then was not bad at all."

"Well, his prophecy has never deviated." With a touch of clarity in his heart, Murong Yu instantly put the paper in his hand in front of the wax table next to him and lit it. A piece of thin white paper instantly turned into ashes and fell lightly. On the white jade ground.

"What's going on in the palace these days?" Murong Yu silently watched the piece of paper burn to powder, before he opened his mouth.

"After the Chaofeng Banquet last night, the emperor summoned Xia Ziheng. The two seemed to have talked for a long time in the Desheng Hall. When Xia Ziheng came out, he heard that he was in a cold sweat. It seemed that their conversation was not pleasant. , the subordinates also got news from the spies in the palace that recently the emperor had trouble falling asleep every night, and seemed to be haunted by dream monsters often, and I heard that he asked Xia Ziheng to inquire about Miss Qing Ge's life experience and whether that person was real back then. fell off the cliff and died!"

"It's been 20 years, and he still doesn't believe that person just died like this." Murong Yu sneered, "You send people from Wushengmen to disrupt Xia Ziheng's investigation route. You must not let him trace any clues."

The smile on the corner of Murong Yu's mouth became deeper and deeper, but on this night when the candles were flickering, his smile carried an extremely evil and cold air.

"Yes! Master!" Wuming looked up at Murong Yu and said, "My lord told my subordinates, you can't continue to meddle in the affairs here, otherwise it will be difficult to withdraw yourself when the time comes. The lord also said that this year is the end of the year." , he will send someone to pick you up and leave here completely, as long as we arrive at Jiayuguan safely, the emperor will not be able to do anything to the prince anymore!"

Murong Yu sat silently for a long time: "Tell him, I never let go of this matter before, and now I will not let go of it. If the world is in chaos, let it be chaos. What does it have to do with me? The emperor wants to take my money." His life requires him to have this ability. As long as he stays in Jiayuguan well, my life will not be in any danger if he does not come to the capital for a day. Moreover, the old emperor’s stable life will not last long. I am waiting for this scene After 12 years, it is interesting to see how he fell from the throne now!"

Wuming has been with Murong Yu for 12 years, so he naturally knows that the prince's words will never change his decision.

"Okay, this subordinate will definitely bring the master's words with me."

"Well, the 28 Constellations have always been your commander. Tomorrow, the Twelve Constellations will secretly follow me to Mount Hengshan. The others will stay and rest for a few days. They will be used in many places in the future."

Wuming's eyebrows frowned unconsciously: "Master, will you encounter danger when you go to Mount Hengshan tomorrow? If that's the case, why don't 28 Xingxiu follow you up the mountain together?"

"No need!" Murong Yu shook his head and refused: "Tomorrow the royal family will go to offer incense, Hengshan Mountain will definitely be closed for a few days, and all the idlers outside will be blocked at the foot of the mountain. All 28 constellations are too obvious from the past. After all, Feng Feilang , Murong Ce, and the others are not vegetarians, and they are naturally surrounded by hidden guards, so as not to startle the enemy, it is better to send 12 people."

"Master's analysis is that this subordinate will go ahead and give orders, and this subordinate will leave." Wuming stood up and bowed to Murong Yu before leaving the study.

Murong Yu raised his head and looked at the painting hanging on the wall, the smile on his face lasted for a long time!

The next morning

Wushuang walked into Xia Qingge's room with the toiletries in hand, seeing that her young lady was still soundly asleep, she shook her head, put the copper basin in her hand on the shelf by the door, and walked to Xia Qingge's bed just now.

"Miss—Miss, it's time for you to get up, you have to go to the palace this morning."

(End of this chapter)