Chapter 12 Why Don't You Come See Me

The emperor noticed that she seemed to be looking at Murong Fengyuan when she was speaking, so he said: "You don't have to worry about Murong Aiqing, although you are his wife, but here, you are all my subjects, and you are equal, if there is any It doesn't matter if he has a different opinion."

The high priest also echoed: "Chuyue, the emperor has already said so, why do you have any scruples?"

Jun Chuyue had no choice but to say: "My humble opinion, I'm afraid it's a little passive to sit on the sidelines and wait for a rabbit, and I should use the existing clues to trace back to the source—"

Zichen Palace was very quiet, only a faint female voice echoed in it.

Murong Fengyuan's eyes fell on her unknowingly. He had never listened to her voice carefully in the past, but now he seemed to be fascinated by it: clear and clear, like a stream of sweet spring, although there is no extra embellishment, it makes her People feel very comfortable.

Of course, what is more important is what she narrated.

Although I only read it briefly, I analyzed the contents of the dossier in an orderly manner, and every word and every word made people feel enlightened.

After the words were finished, the emperor couldn't help but smiled at the high priest: "You are worthy of being a holy lady in the temple, which really impresses me. The high priest has worked hard to train these two people."

"The emperor is absurd." The high priest said lightly, "It's just that they have some talents, and it's their job to share worries and problems with the emperor."

Hearing this, the emperor seemed to be in a good mood, and turned to look at Murong Fengyuan: "I didn't understand why the high priest insisted on marrying the saint to Murong Aiqing, but now it seems that you two are really talented and beautiful. A match made in heaven."

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the heart.

When Jun Chuyue heard the emperor's words, her face turned pale subconsciously, and she almost didn't care to look at Murong Fengyuan, so she hurriedly said: "The emperor has too much reputation, and my daughter's firefly light, how dare you compete with the general for glory."

She was afraid that Murong Fengyuan would take his anger out on her again because of this, so she was eager to get rid of the relationship.

However, she didn't notice that the man's originally calm eyes turned cold instantly when she said those words——

He didn't even understand it himself, he obviously hated her suddenly intervening between him and Yun Yueying, but for some reason, after seeing her deliberate alienation reaction, his mood became uncontrollably bad.

At the end, he said: "I intend to let you and the Holy Maiden take on this important task together to serve the king and the country. The Holy Maiden has just agreed, so I don't know what Ai Qing wants?"

But Murong Fengyuan got up, cupped his hands and bowed deeply: "I think that the investigation and pursuit of criminals are all within the criminal department. I don't dare to do it for you. I hope the emperor will think twice."

Ever since Yun Yueying was poisoned, unless necessary, he almost never left Yun Pavilion and guarded her. How could he have time to care about such extraneous matters that were not in his charge?
But how could the emperor not know that he was practicing Tai Chi to evade?
Naturally, I have already prepared: "This is a decision that I have discussed with the high priest. Ai Qing will not refuse. As long as you can find the criminal and take him down, in addition to the due reward, I can also agree to it." You have one request, for example, isn't there a concubine in the general's mansion, I can also decree to make her a concubine. What do you think?"

Sure enough, after hearing these words, Murong Fengyuan's eyes lit up immediately, and he almost subconsciously said: "I am willing to do my best for the emperor."

However, the girl sitting opposite him turned pale for a moment.

My heart throbbed again.

why?
Why does it still hurt?

So many things have happened, she should have been heartbroken, why is it still in pain?

She didn't even hear what the emperor said later, she stood up and saluted after the emperor asked them to retreat, and then walked out of the Zichen Palace door in a daze.

Murong Fengyuan followed closely behind her.

Staring at her back, he couldn't help frowning again, feeling that the girl was walking soundlessly, as if she might disappear at any moment.

He instinctively shouted: "Stop!"

Jun Chuyue stood still in response, turned her head, and met his gaze indifferently.

It wasn't until Murong Fengyuan realized that he had unconsciously called out to her. He felt a little guilty for some reason, and then he was ashamed, and said coldly: "Since you are fine, why don't you come to see me?"

Won't you... see him?
Jun Chuyue was stunned for a few seconds, wondering if there was something wrong with her ears.

She actually heard such words from Murong Fengyuan.I thought that according to the degree of Murong Fengyuan's dislike for her, she must be told to go away as soon as she leaves the Zichen Palace——

Jun Chuyue lowered her eyes and smiled self-deprecatingly, and then another shout came from her ear: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing."

Yeah, they haven't seen each other for three months.

Frankly speaking, when she saw Murong Fengyuan for the first time in Zichen Palace, she was pleasantly surprised, but soon this kind of surprise was overwhelmed by the flood of panic.

For half a month, she was really terrified of the painful torture.

She didn't even dare to think about how she survived from the dark room where the sun was out. Occasionally, she would wake up from that nightmare when she dreamed back in the middle of the night, and she would wake up drenched in cold sweat.

Even now, her body has severe sequelae.

The doctor said that it was because the residual poison had not been cleared, so she couldn't work out, and as long as she was tired a little, she would cough up blood continuously, and then fainted. Some wounds on her body kept recurring and never completely healed.

What's more serious is that the residual poison in the body will attack from time to time, and every attack is tantamount to experiencing another torture.

So just now she could only reduce her sense of existence as much as possible, but she didn't want to be stopped by him now.

"Actually, the general doesn't want to see me either. In that case, wouldn't it be better for me to take the initiative to avoid the general?" Jun Chuyue smiled and walked down the steps.

Her alienated tone inexplicably angered Murong Fengyuan.

"Jun Chuyue!"

He roared, grabbed her wrist, and then heard the girl gasp, Murong Fengyuan looked down, and saw that the thin wrist was wrapped with a thick layer of gauze, with red rays coming from below. Seep up, and gradually spread into one piece.

"How is this going?"

"It's nothing." Jun Chuyue calmly withdrew her wrist from his palm, "Be careful at ordinary times. If you don't use force, the wound will not open."

Answer the question!
Murong Fengyuan couldn't help becoming even more angry: "I'm asking you how you got this injury..." He stopped abruptly in the middle of the conversation, he suddenly fell silent, and whispered for a long while: "Is that when?"

"I do not remember."

Jun Chuyue turned her back to him, and said lightly, "Why is the general wasting time here? If the general says he wants me to protect Miss Yueying, I'll move from Xixuan back to Yunge at night."

Ah.

When this case is over, Yun Yueying will be promoted as a flat wife, equal in status to her.

Seeing that her life in the General's Mansion will be even more difficult.

(End of this chapter)

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