Ghost eye mad concubine is too hot

Chapter 94 A Fake Show Can Be Real (3)
"If what the man said is believable, sows will climb the tree." Shrugging casually, Huo Ruge didn't answer Murong Heng directly, but satirized him around the corner.Immediately, she grabbed his calloused hand and hooked it with her little finger.

"We have hooked our fingers, if you lie to me, you will be struck by lightning."

Staring at Huo Ruge's expressionless face, Murong Heng's heart moved, and he raised his left hand, but it paused on top of her head for a long time without being able to drop it.In the end, he had no choice but to retract the arm that had become a little stiff for a long time, only staring at her, and said in a deep voice with a smile: "My king was struck by lightning, who will protect you in the future?"

"Let's leave it to the future to solve the matter in the future. The boat will go straight when it reaches the bridge." Huo Ruge was about to let go of Murong Heng's finger and turn around, but unexpectedly, he grabbed it tightly.

"Your Zhou Quan, can I let you protect me?" His gaze was slightly lowered, and Murong Heng fixedly looked at Huo Ruge, and there was an irresistible light in his long and narrow phoenix eyes.

Being deeply attracted by his deep black eyes, Huo Ruge stared at Murong Heng, and only after a while did he separate his fingers from his hand one by one, and chuckled lightly: "My request, But very strict."

"What are the conditions?"

"You are allowed to try it out first, as for when to become regular, it depends on my mood." After speaking, Huo Ruge closed the window in front of Murong Heng, and built a thin wall of paper between the two of them.

Staring at the closed window for a while, Murong Heng was startled for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and let out a faint chuckle.

woman……

Leaning his hands behind his back on the wall under the window sill, Huo Ruge first looked up at the ceiling for a moment, then hooked his lips together, and murmured softly as if talking to himself: "Man..."

Since Emperor Tianqi did not go to court for more than five consecutive days, the court suddenly fell into chaos and suspicion.And under this chaotic appearance, there are constant undercurrents surging crazily. Among them, the two largest and most turbulent factions are the military general Huo Zongyi, who is the veteran of the two dynasties, and his status is equal. The text will deceive the left and the right.

Emperor Tianqi avoided seeing people, and Huo Zongyi, who was in charge of the military and political power, was the father-in-law of the arrogant and domineering King Jing Murongheng. In this way, the subtle relationship between close and distant relatives was self-evident.

In addition, there is no impenetrable wall in the world. Therefore, when the news of the prince's sudden death spread throughout the palace and inside and outside the palace, it almost immediately became the fuse for the intensification of the conflict between the two factions.

Whether to establish a new emperor has become the most concerned topic in the current imperial court.

But at this moment, the central character of the topic, Murong Heng, was standing on the side of the dark maroon guardrail of the Wangxiang Pavilion with his hands behind his back in a casual manner, and a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes were resting on the vast emerald green lake.

Murong Mingyue, who was wearing a water red flowing dress and a light gauze dress, stepped on two delicate red silk embroidered shoes and came to the gazebo.She frowned and stared at Murong Heng's broad back for a moment, then pursed her red lips and sat down slowly on the stone bench.

There was a crisp sound of ring pendants ringing in his ears, Murong Heng turned around, looked at Murong Mingyue who was looking impatient in front of him, raised his eyebrows, walked to the stone table, and sat down.

The crease between the two beautiful eyebrows became deeper and deeper, Murong Mingyue bit her lower lip and stared at Murong Heng, and was about to speak after a long time, but unexpectedly, the expressionless person beside her preempted her.

"This king doesn't need to worry about the affairs of the Bulao tribe with you, or he doesn't need to worry about the affairs of other countries with you..."

"What's the condition?" Hearing this, Murong Mingyue's originally tightly frowned brows showed confusion and inquiry. She looked at Murong Heng who had stuck her lips on the cloisonné enamel cup, and her tone became cautious and low .

Seeing that Murong Mingyue became interested without any effort, Murong Heng didn't respond to her immediately, but drank the tea in the cup slowly, and then looked at her seriously. After seeing a trace of eagerness in her eyes, he didn't stop. He said unhurriedly: "There is only one condition..."

Two days later, in a dark night, Murong Mingyue, disguised as an eunuch, came to Wuji Hall with a bowl of soup.

At night, there are only a few palace lanterns that are still on in the huge Wuji Hall.The dim light reflected on the golden-foiled cranes placed in the hall, and a strangely shaped black shadow was cast on the walls of the hall whose colors could no longer be seen clearly.

Uncontrollably trembling, Murong Mingyue's hands holding the tray kept trembling slightly, as if she was afraid of something.

After passing through the third gate of the Promise Hall, through the strips of bright yellow tulle blowing in the wind, Murong Mingyue could almost vaguely see Emperor Tianqi lying on the dragon bed behind several tulles. .

Taking a deep breath, Murong Mingyue quickened her pace, but at this moment, a violent gust of wind suddenly blew up in her face.Hearing a few loud bangs of doors and windows colliding, the Wuji Hall was suddenly plunged into darkness.Only the pure moonlight shining in from the outside and the shadows of trees are left.

Shrugging her shoulders violently, Murong Mingyue almost threw the tray in her hand.It took quite a while before she forcibly suppressed her panic. At this moment, Murong Mingyue could only hear her own heartbeat beating like a drum.Her terrified heartbeat seemed to be magnified countless times in the hall that suddenly lost the lights, hitting her chest fiercely, making her breathing even heavier and more difficult.

Suddenly, at this moment, there was a huge shock from directly in front of her, as if someone had hit hard on the bed, and immediately after that, the surroundings suddenly returned to the usual tranquility.

A trace of hesitation rose in her heart, just when Murong Mingyue was hesitating, the light behind her suddenly gradually brightened.The two eunuchs relit the palace lanterns respectively, and then squeezed their throats to urge her.

Nodding silently, it was a response to the two eunuchs on duty, Murong Mingyue's high hanging heart fell back a little because of the restoration of the bright hall.Her footsteps were much lighter than before, but when she came to Emperor Tianqi's bedside, she almost screamed out.

It turned out that Emperor Tianqi was not the only one there, but also Murongheng's personal bodyguard Zhanfeng.

Almost frantically pouring the soup in the bowl into the mouth of Emperor Tianqi who was in a coma, Murong Mingyue picked up the bowl again with trembling hands, not daring to take another look at Emperor Tianqi.

In Prince Jing's mansion, Murong Heng closed his eyes and sat in the study like resting his mind.It was a windless night, and the lights in the room were rarely calm, without even a slight tremor.

The orange-yellow candlelight cast shadows on his sharp-edged and stern face, highlighting the three-dimensionality of his slender facial features.

Suddenly, the candlelight in the room turned slightly to one side, and at the same time, Murong Heng slowly opened his long and narrow eyes.

(End of this chapter)