Happy pastoral concubine

Chapter 679

Murong He's face became more and more ugly, seeing the undisguised mockery in Murong Ze's eyes, he silently clenched his fists, his eyes were filled with dark and unclear emotions.

"Father, why do you think that I will believe your nonsense? I only know the truth about success and defeat. Now my son has become the emperor of the Great Yong Dynasty, and you have become a poor wretch, no? ?"

Seeing him so arrogant and ignorant of the heights of the sky and the earth, Murong Ze was full of sadness in his heart.

He lowered his eyes helplessly, his heart full of sadness.

"He'er, do you really think that I really don't care about you?" Murong Ze looked at him, two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes, "The reason why I treated you like that back then was not to protect you ? If I really want your life, do you think you can live to this day?"

Seeing his expression like this, Murong He couldn't help sneering.

"Father, the matter has already been settled by now, and you don't have to be so pretentious in front of your son." Murong He suppressed the smile in his eyes, and his tone became colder, "You poisoned me to protect me." Me? Don't you think such rhetoric is ridiculous?"

Murong Ze closed his eyes silently, and sighed lowly in his heart.

Dayong is going to die!

"Forget it, if you don't believe me, you can leave." Murong Ze simply turned his back, ignoring such things.

It was night, and the snowflakes that had been drifting all day finally stopped.

Fengluan Hall.

Under the service of Lu Yin, An Xiuhui forced herself to drink a large bowl of decoction.

"This decoction is really bitter." An Xiuhui sighed helplessly, "By the way, the sage went to Jianjia Hall?"

"Well, my servant heard that the Supreme Emperor accidentally contracted a cold, so the Holy Majesty went to take a look." Lu Yin gently wiped the medicine stains on the corners of her lips with a handkerchief, and said cautiously, "Now the entire harem is Praise be to the Holy One!"

An Xiuhui lowered her eyes slightly, covering the sarcasm in her eyes.

praise?

If a small-minded person like Murong He is worthy of praise, then there will be no villains in the entire Great Yong Dynasty.

"Red Lotus." Accompanied by An Xiuhui's low voice, a rose-red figure quietly appeared in the palace.

"Miss, what are your orders?" Honglian asked with a blank expression as she bent slightly.

"Lv Yin, grind ink for me."

"Yes."

An Xiuhui thought for a moment, and then began to write.

A quarter of an hour later, when the ink on the paper had dried up, An Xiuhui carefully folded it up and put it in an envelope, then handed it to Honglian.

"Send this letter to elder brother for me." An Xiuhui seemed to have spent all her energy in saying this.

Honglian raised her eyebrows slightly, and a look of surprise quickly flashed across her eyes.

After Honglian took the letter and left, Lu Yin stepped forward and asked softly, "Niang Niang?"

"Lu Yin, I know what I'm doing, and I know very well that if I don't do this, I will definitely regret it." Over the years, she has never regretted every step she has taken. But now she began to question herself.

Is the big plan that my father said, the plan that they have been planning for decades, really right?
An Xiuhui closed her eyes silently, not daring to let herself continue to think deeply.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night, will my servant wait for you to rest?"

"Ah."

At the same time, the Hall of Mental Cultivation was brightly lit with candles.

Murong He leaned on the golden dragon chair, his eyebrows and eyes were full of doubts.

What Murong Ze said today was like a seed planted in his heart.

The height is not cold.

He worked so hard to get what he is now!
He can't tolerate anyone else robbing his throne, his power!

"Where are you coming!"

"Your subordinate is here, dare to ask what is the order of the sage?"

"I need you to do something, remember not to alarm anyone!"

Murong Ze thought for a while, turned around and walked to the imperial case, picked up a pen and quickly wrote down two sentences, and then handed it over to Long Wei.

"Do this well and come back immediately!"

"Yes, this subordinate obeys the order!"

When there was no one else in the huge Hall of Mental Cultivation, Murong He turned around and looked at the slightly flickering candlelight, complex lights intertwined deep in his eyes.

Jing Yuan, I hope your heart for me will remain the same as before.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, I went back to my natal home.

Qiu Ju is dead, Tang Jinjin is also missing, and Tang Shizhu has become a lunatic and is being imprisoned in Tang's ancestral hall.

So Tang Huanxi didn't plan to go back.

"Huanxi, have you heard that the Holy Majesty is planning to accept the harem!" Qian rubbed her face and sighed in a low voice, "A few years ago, the Holy Majesty helped the Empress ascend the throne despite all the opinions, why? Did you change your mind in just a few months and want to recruit the harem?"

Sure enough, the nature of men is the same.

Even the Holy One is no exception, they are all greedy and lustful.

"Where did sister-in-law hear the news?" Tang Huanxi asked with a smile as she was preparing the dumpling filling.

"You don't like to go out very much. You probably don't know that the news is all over the streets and alleys!" Qian said with a smile while rolling out the dumpling wrappers, "However, our Yunshui County is far away from the capital. Even the concubine can't choose us!"

After all, the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, so it doesn't matter.

Tang Huanxi was thoughtful listening to these words.

Since ancient times, the relationship between the former dynasty and the harem has been inseparable.

In addition, Murong He's throne was taken back from Murong Ze, so it is understandable for him to be nervous.

Now there is only one queen in his harem, which is unreasonable.

"Sister, shall we eat dumplings today?" Mu Sheng, who had just finished practicing a set of Xingyiquan, hurried in, with a cute smile on her sweaty little face, "I heard Zi Han said, our dumpling fillings are very different today?"

Looking at his appearance, Tang Huanxi couldn't help but raised the corners of her lips, washed her hands and took out a handkerchief from her bosom to gently wipe the sweat on Mu Sheng's forehead, "Yes, you This little greedy cat, why did he become so unsteady when he heard something delicious?"

"Hey, sister, your cooking skills are good, and the dumplings you make must be very special." Mu Sheng smiled and blew a wave of rainbow farts.

"It's alright, alright, stop talking." Tang Huanxi looked at his smiling face, and couldn't help feeling a sense of disappointment in his heart, "Mu Sheng, when we finish eating the dumplings, shall we chat?"

"...Okay." Mu Sheng also guessed what Tang Huanxi wanted to say, and nodded obediently.

Tang Huanxi mixed two kinds of fillings today, one is the most common stuffing of cabbage and pork, and the other is stuffing of shiitake mushrooms, tofu and dried shrimp.

"I didn't expect this small dumpling to be so different. It's amazing!" Xu Wanjin took a bite of the dumpling and praised with a smile.

(End of this chapter)