My Queen, you are naughty again

Yuan Guifei's face was smiling. It seemed that she really didn't mind them, but everyone didn't know how much Murong Yu wanted to stop all this now, but could yuan Guifei stop it?

The parrot in the cage flapped its colorful wings, and its red tail was like a burning flame. When it was illuminated in the soft sun, it looked colorful, which made people happy.

"This parrot is really good-looking. My mother likes it so much. If I teach it more, the palace will be very lively." Chu Li nodded, looked at the chirping parrot and kept shouting my mother's auspicious parrot and said to Princess yuan.

"Isn't it! Now there are you two pistachios in the palace, which must be very lively!" said, and imperial concubine yuan took Chu Li's hand and patted her on the back of her hand. The carefully painted Dai Mei was soft, and her eyes looked full of joy.

With the breeze, the flowers in the flower bed brushed the leaves below and made a rustling sound. There was a faint fragrance of flowers in the air at night.

In the garden, the figure of imperial concubine yuan and the three of them looked vaguely close.

"Empress." I saw Liu Er standing on one side and calling yuan Guifei. The corners of her mouth gently raised, revealing a faint smile.

Here, I saw that imperial concubine yuan put down the scissors for pruning flower branches in her hand and said slowly to the two: "how good the sun is, let's keep warm outside."

Then he turned and brushed his sleeves and walked in the direction of liu'er.

For a moment, the atmosphere between the two people was slightly embarrassed. Chu Li bowed his head and teased the parrot as if nothing had happened, but his eyes also gently swept the shadow of Murong Yu who hit the ground.

"Why did the mother imperial concubine take you with her? What's the matter with Tianxiang square? What's the idea between Murong Rui and you two?" Murong Yu brushed his hands behind his back, his hair was high on his head, and his eyes looked at Chu Li with a trace of cold.

In a moment, Chu Li slowly turned to his side, his hands hanging naturally in front of him, looked up at him, and some of the light of the sun was dazzling, which made Chu Li squint unconsciously. Then he said faintly: "Tianxiang square was framed. All the girls and I were innocent. The imperial concubine knew I was innocent and fished me out of the cell. If it weren't for the imperial concubine, I'm afraid I would be a prisoner now, and so many girls would be reduced to other places."

Looking at Chu Li in front of him, Murong Yu took a breath, pressed his thoughts in his heart and asked in a deep voice, "Li'er, I'll send you out of the palace. This deep palace is not where you stay. Come out and take those girls, leave the capital, go to a new place and start over. You don't belong here!"

Murong Yu's face was dignified and his voice became louder and louder. Finally, he almost roared out, brushed the green veins on the back of his hand, and stared at Chu Li in front of him.

"I don't belong here, but can I belong there after I leave? I can't hide, and I can't hide. Why? I know you're kind, but I still have to decide my own business." Chu Li sipped his lips and said faintly.

Aiming at her identity as the leader of Lingyan sect and the attitude of concubine yuan Guifei towards herself, she is doomed to play a certain role in their struggle. Even if she doesn't want to participate, others will bring herself in.

Murong Yu stood in front of Chu Li, blocked some dazzling sunshine for her, looked at the gold thread flashing in his skirt and sighed.

There was a tense atmosphere in the air. Even the parrot next to him who had been chirping just now closed his mouth, grabbed the branches in the cage and shrank together. His small head poked around from time to time and always kept vigilant.

After hearing Chu Li's words, Murong Yu raised his hand and grabbed Chu Li's shoulder. He said in a deep voice, "your identity is released by Murong Rui. What do you two want to do.

"What do you want to do? What do you want to do first?" Chu Li smiled and looked at Mo Rong Yu's eyes with a slight cold.

The breeze blew over their robes. Unexpectedly, under another corridor Pavilion, Yuan Guifei was looking at the two people standing in front of the flower garden.

After that, Chu Li looked down at the direction of imperial concubine yuan and said in a deep voice, "ask me what I want to do? What can I do? If you want to know, you'd better ask your mother imperial concubine. After all, I owe her a big favor now."

Murong Yu always looked dignified, pursed his lips, took a breath, pulled Chu Li's shoulder down slowly, as if he had put down a golden hammer.

"Well, it's not easy for you to come to see your mother imperial concubine. Stay with her." after that, Chu Li bowed his head and turned away. Looking at a magnolia embroidered on his body, he took a deep breath. The faint fragrance of flowers lingered on the tip of his nose, which restored a little peace in her heart.

In the main hall, imperial concubine yuan is sitting on a Wisteria sandalwood ring chair. There is hot tea in the pear flower porcelain cup next to her. Liu Er is sitting next to imperial concubine yuan and helping her beat her legs carefully.

At the door, Murong Yu raised his feet and stepped into the house. Through the Pearl curtain, he saw imperial concubine yuan sitting in an armchair.

"Mother imperial concubine."

Murong Yu calmed his mood, gently turned the jade ring in his hand and shouted.

"Li'er? Why didn't she come in together?" Yuan Guifei put down her things, smiled at him, quickly patted the chair beside her hands and let him sit down.

Even in the house, there was a faint fragrance of flowers. Murong Yu went to his mother imperial concubine and sat beside her. He said in a deep voice: "well, mother imperial concubine, how could you think of letting Li'er come over? Moreover, now in this situation, I'm afraid staying in the mother imperial concubine palace will only arouse the suspicion of the father and the emperor."

Murong Yu looked into the eyes of imperial concubine yuan and hesitated for a long time before he spoke.

But as soon as the voice fell, she saw that concubine yuan's hand with the cup was shocked. She snorted coldly and put down the cup she had just started. The voice was suddenly cold and said, "what you said, we have thought about it in our palace. A girl and you should not forget that her identity is not simple. It's best to use her to deal with your ninth brother."

With that, imperial concubine yuan got up slowly, walked to Murong Yu's body, put her hand with a gold finger cover on her shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "you have to be clear about your identity now. If you want us mother and son to live in this deep palace, all of them will be on you."

Sitting in the armchair, the ink was brushed on his knees, his hands clenched into fists, looked at the gold thread pattern on his clothes, and his eyebrows were tight. His mother's voice still echoed in his ears.