Sweet Princess,You Can't Run

"But after returning to the court, I found out that he actually regarded all his sons as chess pieces. As a prince, he turned back and forth as if amused. The death of his son seems to make him feel secure. In his eyes, the most important thing is his imperial chair

"As an emperor, there are many helplessness!"

The imperial concubine was powerless to refute. Now she can't see Murong cloud becoming so cold and terrible. Everything in his eyes has become gray white.

"But there is, and I understand. What completely made me lose my expectation of the so-called father is He ignored my love. In addition to the mother and Princess and snow son, Luo Qianqian is the only bit of warm human feelings I feel in this world. No Selfishly, she gave more than her mother and Xueer

Speaking of Luo shallow, Murong cloud's eyes rarely raised a trace of tenderness. When the imperial concubine heard Luo's name, her eyes were sad.

"My mother is very sad when she dies. But this matter has nothing to do with your father? "

"How can there be no connection? My father sent people to round up the hundred people regiment, and a fire broke out in the training ground of the group that night. How could there be such a coincidence? Even if it is not the father's fire, it is absolutely the father's acquiescence! At that time, the encirclement soldiers arranged by the emperor were on guard in the training area during the day. How could they not know about the arson? "

When Murong Yun talks about the past, he is still emotional. The lady of the imperial concubine stopped talking and thought for a moment before she opened her mouth.

"I have asked your father in private. He told me that it really had nothing to do with him about the burning of the training ground of the hundred people regiment. At that time, your father sent people to surround the group of 100 people, just to calm down the people's anger and give an account to the people in Kyoto. But who wants to start a fire at night? "

"Now, naturally, he can say what he wants! You can't tell the truth with your mother. "

"But the Emperor didn't hide the truth from me! Since you don't say anything about it, you will doubt the fire your father set. There is no need for the emperor to make up a lie to tell his mother and concubine without explaining it to you

Murong Yun listen to the words of the imperial concubine some truth, but in the heart, still do not want to put down the mustard.

"My mother and concubine should go back to take care of my father. The emperor is suspicious. Even if I have explained just now, with my understanding of my father, even if he can't move on his couch now, he will certainly try to stay behind. Ah... "

Murong Yun a sad smile, he said such thin words, his heart, will feel double thin.

He said, and turned to leave. The princess suddenly grabbed his hand and stopped talking. After a moment's hesitation, he said it.

"Your father also told me one thing. I think I should tell you."

Murong Yun looked back curiously at the imperial concubine, frowning slightly.

"What's the matter?"

"Just after the accident, your father accidentally mentioned that he had visited him during the day and begged him to let go of the hundred. Later, it was discussed, but what was the content of the discussion? Your father stopped talking. It seemed that he thought of something and didn't tell me about it

"I've looked for my father, I know."

Murong Yun coldly responded, just to take away the princess's hand, but the princess clenched more tightly.

"The mother is thinking, that fire, can be shallow oneself set?"

"The meaning of the mother's concubine is to commit suicide with a group of 100 people? Shallow definitely can't be such a person! In order not to let me hate my father, my mother's concubine can even say such words? "

"My mother didn't mean that. She just wanted to know that there were a hundred people in that hundred people group, but why didn't there be any one after the fire? Not a single skeleton was found. No matter how big the fire is, how many, there should be some traces? "

Hearing this, Murong Yun frowned. He really didn't think about it seriously. Because after Luo Qianqian's accident, Murong Yun was hit too much. He had been lying on the couch for more than half a month. By the time he was able to get up, the field had been cleaned up, and the reply did not mention this doubt.

Now, being so instructed by the imperial concubine, Murong Yun recalls it. When I rushed into the sea of fire to look for Luo Qianqian that night, there seemed to be no body in the burning room

"The mother concubine means, shallow still alive? If she's alive, why don't she come to me? "

"The mother's wife is also guessing. About this matter, your father stopped talking. There must be other secrets. But your father was depressed in the heart, was blocked by phlegm throat, temporarily speechless. When he gets better, his mother will ask for you

"I know..."

Murong cloud low voice should a, still cold eyes. The imperial concubine carefully scattered him, Murong cloud has become, even her mother are some fear.

Murong Yun walked away quickly, Feng Qing followed closely, and took the initiative to recognize his mistake.

"Your Highness, I didn't mean to tell the truth, but the lady asked me in private about your mother. I really can't bear to see your highness become like this, so... "Before Feng Qinghua finished speaking, Murong Yun stopped suddenly. The sudden stop, the wind almost hit him, it is really a shock.

"Your Highness..."

Wind Qing carefully looked at Murong cloud's expression, he did not frown, cold eyes with twinkle, it seems, some nervous.

"Fengqing, you say Is it possible that shallower is still alive? "

"Ah? It is true that Luo Qianqian's body has not been found. Maybe, maybe, maybe... "

"If she was alive, why didn't she come back to find Ben Wang? Oh My king is delusional again. If she is alive, she will never abandon me. Never... "

"Hiss..."

Luo Qianqian, who is far away in the Kyoto palace in Hailan mountains, was stabbed by the audience's needle fiercely on his finger belly, and instantly blood came out.

Luo Qianqian put the injured finger into the mouth and sucked, and continued to sew it up.

What is she sewing? Clothes, a combination of the world and today's era of all the advantages of clothing. Women's clothes, small white clothes.

"Master, don't sew with red thread. It's ugly! Take that sleeve in a little, and a little more. I hate the wide sleeves of this era. It's too cumbersome! "

Xiaobai said it in a strange space. The noise made Luo shallow lose his mind and pricked the needle on his finger.

"Ah! You shut up! If you're not satisfied, when you're in human form, can you sew it yourself? It's amazing to be a human being. I've been ordering me to sew clothes and find shoes for you all day! Is it over? "

Luo shallowly roared, throwing away the semi-finished products in his hands.