My Queen, you are naughty again

With that, Murong Yu sighed, picked up the cup, put it to his mouth and took a sip. He looked at the pond not far away. The green lotus leaves were lined with several competing light pink lotus flowers. As soon as the breeze blew, the water droplets hanging on the lotus leaves slipped quietly into the water and integrated with the water in the pond below.

"This palace is the little girl who heard that Yongan palace was burned last time. She is still alive!"

Imperial concubine yuan touched her grandmother's emerald ring on her finger and slightly hooked the corners of her mouth, revealing a trace of smile.

Murong Yu, who heard this, clattered in his heart, sipped his thin lips, and instantly recovered his previous face. He turned his head and looked at the yuan Guifei sitting next to him and said softly, "what if the mother imperial concubine asks about this?"

Concubine yuan got up slowly, walked carefully to the side of the corridor and looked at the lake thoughtfully.

The rustle of wind blowing leaves brushed in my ears, and the air was also filled with a faint fragrance of flowers.

"What's the matter? The little girl was under the hand of the ninth Lord Rui before, and at that time you said how could Rui not appear in Yong'an palace. She went to Yong'an palace every year on the 30th of the lunar new year, but she didn't go this year. It's such a coincidence?"

With the will in her voice, the thin and delicate figure of imperial concubine yuan was reflected in the pond by the sun, but it was also broken by the jumping Koi, and immediately ripples appeared on the water surface.

Murong Yu, sitting on the stone table stool, took a breath, brushed his right hand in front of the table, slowly clenched it into a fist, and a faint green vein could be seen on the back of his hand.

"Mother imperial concubine, what do you mean by this? Even if my son knows it, he won't do anything. Moreover, what impact can a little girl's life and death have?" Murong Yu's eyes gradually became sharp and looked at the mother imperial concubine standing in front of him.

When did your mother become so? As time went on, Murong Yu became more and more worried. He found that the gentle, educated and reasonable mother imperial concubine he once had in his impression had now become a kind of interest attack.

Yuan Guifei smiled. Her clear voice was as beautiful as the bright yellow warbler. Even when she was old, her voice could be compared with that of the singer in the palace.

"What impact can a little girl's life and death have? You have experienced so much now, and you still despise a little girl?" imperial concubine yuan slowly turned around, her face was dignified, her eyebrows with pear makeup were slightly frowned, and looked at the ink to resist.

"Mother imperial concubine! What are you going to say and what do you want to do now?" Murong Yu suppressed his dissatisfaction, took a deep breath and asked his mother imperial concubine.

The air gradually solidified, and the atmosphere between mother and son became more and more rigid. The breeze blew up and blew the beads hanging at the eaves and corners of the pavilion. Strings of beads accidentally touched each other and made a small sound.

For a long time, imperial concubine yuan came to Murong Yu, who also stood up at the same time.

"Sure enough, she has grown up. Now she is so much taller than her mother!" Yuan Guifei looked up at Murong Yu standing in front of her, raised her hand on his generous arm and said softly.

"What are you going to do, concubine? What does it matter whether a little girl lives or dies? Brother nine is the most beloved Minister of his father, and Chu Li is an insignificant girl. What if she dies and lives well!" Murong Yu looked worried, and his thick and neat sword eyebrows were wrinkled into Sichuan characters, and said in a deep voice.

"What can I do? Yu'er, do you really know or don't know? Do you really think that little girl is an insignificant little girl? Her identity is more than that. She is now the leader of Lingyan gate! The disciple of the Dead Princess Xian!" Yuan Guifei's voice gradually became extremely sharp and stabbed Murong Yu's chest like a long sword.

He sent someone to inquire. He knew that Chu Li's identity was unusual, but he didn't expect that she was the disciple of Princess Xian and the head of Lingyan gate.

Now think about it, think of the days when Princess Xian was still alive, when she was in the cold palace, no wonder the unkind Princess Xian would like and value her so much.

Now I wonder if it was because of Princess Xian that she entered the palace?

Time seemed to stand still at this moment. Murong Yu took a breath and tried to make himself kneel down. Looking at the mother imperial concubine who had just spoken, he clenched his fist and said in a deep voice: "so?"

"So, she is still alive, and now she is locked up in the prison. Do you think we should save or not?" Yuan Guifei's eyes stared at Murong Yu and said in a deep voice.

But before Murong Yu could speak, imperial concubine yuan spoke again and said, "it's not a bad thing to save the little girl now. It's good for you and us. Moreover, imperial son doesn't want to see the girl in the cell!"

Murong Yu suddenly felt that the sun above his head was dazzling. He looked at the sparkling water in a trance. What the mother imperial concubine had just said kept hovering in his mind.

In a moment, imperial concubine yuan raised her hand and patted Murong Yu's shoulder. Her lips were lightly hooked, pulled out a smile, brushed her sleeves and said faintly, "OK, it's true that the Xia family will do so this time. Oh! Tomorrow morning, you will certainly talk about this little girl. Don't mess up then!"

After saying that, he finally glanced at Murong Yu, then turned and left in a small step. Murong Yu was still standing under the pavilion, staring at the rippling Lake in a daze.

Tick tock, tick tock, the water on the roof continuously hit the puddle. Rice has been sent from the cell. Because Lingxi had reached out to the people here before, everyone turned a blind eye and closed one eye. Even the rice sent is much better than before.

"Miss Chu, are you the girl from Tianxiang square outside?" the man across the street nibbled at the nest head in his hand and looked at Chu Li.

Now, two groups of people have come to see her for only two days. It seems that she is either rich or expensive. The man and woman who came this morning seems to be the children of a rich family. What do you say about Tianxiang building! Although I have been in this prison all the time, I still have some gossip over time.

Chu Li leaned against the wall and heard him speak. He glanced at him, smiled and said faintly, "what can I do? I'm not trapped by people now. Now I'm in a place where birds don't shit! But it's good. At least I've been in a cell all my life!"

After that, Chu Li grinned, nodded at him and said, "you say yes!"

Dangdang, there was another sound of footsteps.

"Someone is coming again, I guess. I'm still looking for you! Hey, if you still have something to eat, you can save some for me!"

Chu Li smiled and ignored it. He listened to the approaching footsteps and the faint fragrance of flowers mixed in the sour smell.