The Crown Prince is Actually a Princess!

Murong Yu smiled like a breeze, "Whoever looks at this king knows."

Murongci glared at him irritably, concentrated on eating, and stopped paying attention to him.

"Your Highness... Your Highness..."

A fragile cry came from far and near.

She didn't recognize the voice, it was weird, it was Murong Shi!

Although she can use a strong attitude to order Murong Shi not to pester herself, but Murong Shi either pretends to be stupid or does not understand people. She has learned a few times, and the only way to avoid it is to hide.

However, you can't hide for a lifetime.

"It is you who want this palace to live in your house, and you are responsible for not letting your niece entangle this palace." She saw that Murong Shi was only three feet away from the pavilion.

"Your Highness, rest assured, this king will be responsible." Murong Yu bit the last two words very hard.

"His Royal Highness..."

A hint of apricot color whirled into the pavilion, Murong Shi was out of breath, first arranged his appearance, his small face was filled with joyful smiles. She wore an apricot yellow summer shirt and silk skirt, and her modern makeup was like a golden rose in full bloom in the hot summer, adding a ray of freshness to this flourishing world.

Murong Shiqing coughed twice, as if he didn't know the woman's shyness, and said softly: "Your Majesty, it's not hot today. Why don't I take you around the house."

"Did you not see? My palace is still eating." Murong Ci said coldly, winking vigorously at the man opposite.

"Then I'll wait for you to finish the meal." Seeing so many exquisite and delicious meals, Murong Shi couldn't help swallowing, "Uncle San, I'm a little hungry, can I eat together?"

Murong Yu's jade-like eyebrows burst out with a faint smile, but there is a touch of sorrow in the depths of his eyes, "This king has important matters to discuss with His Royal Highness, why don't you withdraw?"

The ice spring seemed to be overwhelming Xinhu Lake in severe winter, her limbs were cold, and there was a panic in her eyes, "Yes."

Exiting the pavilion, she stood beside Qin Ruo, waiting for His Royal Highness.

Seeing her waiting there, Murong Ci sighed helplessly, feeling gloomy.

His Senliang glanced over, and the maidservant received the order and said to Murong Poetry: "The princess, the prince and your highness have important matters to discuss, and the idlers are not allowed here."

Murong Shi saw that his third uncle was unhappy, so she had to leave in a desperate manner.

However, she was waiting at the place where she left, and she would definitely be able to wait for His Royal Highness.

Murongci pondered as he ate, "Why would Wanfang paint Xuanyuetan? Could it be that he had been there?"

"It's no surprise that I have been there." Murong Yu said in a low voice.

"This is too coincidental. I always feel that... I don't know how to say..."

"Eat first, Wan Fang and Wang Taoxiao will be shown to the public at noon."

She nodded, this matter is the business, and there must be a lot of people empty.

She remembered something, and asked: "Will Wan Fang and Wang Tao commit the death crime to be made public?"

His eyes were full of sorrow, "The private sale of weapons is related to military secrets, and it involves too much to be made public."

Murongci asked again: "Wan Fang, Wang Tao, and their families are not sorry for their deaths. What do you plan to do with their relatives, friends, and other officials of the Military Equipment Supervisor?"

Murong Yu's thin lips lightly opened, and he said gently: "The crime of selling weapons is like treason, and the crime cannot be forgiven. Wanfang and Wang Taozhuan nine tribes, other accomplices of military equipment prisoners, and three tribes."

A simple sentence determines the life and death of hundreds of people.

His eyebrows didn't see the sharp and stern sharpness of the blade, but a thin line of murderous intent forced out of his eyes, which was shocking.

Her heart was moved, and her blood was boiling. Wan Fang and Wang Tao really deserved to die. What they did has pushed Beiyan into a state of immortality. They died ten thousand times and they were not enough to apologize.

What she didn't know was that she stopped after returning to the palace a few hours ago. He ordered his subordinates to do the work in batches. A total of hundreds of people from Wanfang and Wang Tao's nine clans had been taken to the prison of the Ministry of Justice, and those who were not in the capital had already been sent. Raid and detain local government prisons.

The relatives such as Wanfang and Wang Tao will be implicated and executed in secret, and they will never leave a living, which will become a confidant in the future.

This thunderous action, like a bolt from the blue, caught people off guard.

The noise of footsteps and panic and screams in the middle of the night awakened the dreams of the people of the Imperial Capital. Some people got up and put on their clothes and saw the soldiers like wolves and tigers forcibly taking those people away. They were so scared that they hurriedly hid and couldn't sleep anymore.

Early in the morning, the whole city was boiling.

Almost all the people flocked to the streets, gathering eagerly in front of the signs posted by the royal family.

Combining with the official behavior before the early morning hours, and then looking at this notice, the people of the mind-elves quickly came to a conclusion:

Wan Fang and Wang Tao committed capital crimes, Xiao first showed the public! Punish the nine races!

When the sky was about to dawn, Wanfang and Wang Tao's relatives and distant races had been swept away.

However, some people are asking: What capital crime did they commit?

Others speculated that this Thunderbolt's action must be the handwriting of the king, and only the king has such courage.

Twenty years ago, the Qing suppression operation that affected many people was the emperor's personal decree. Several princes were suffering. But that time, there was no owl first to show the public.

This time, the owl first showed up to the public, which not only made the people excited, but also made them frightened, lest an inadvertence could spread to their own homes.

The entire Imperial Capital is like a frying pan that is about to explode.

The Royal Palace is so quiet.

Murong Ci didn't know that so many things happened while she was sleeping, and stood up, "I'm full. Before noon, I will look at the painting. Where did you put the painting? The study?"

Murong Yu nodded. Although he only slept for an hour, he was still full of energy, "In the study."

Qin Ruo saw His Royal Highness go, and followed behind, some distance away.

Murong Shi saw that the prince came down, and wanted to fly over, but saw the elongated face of the third uncle and did not dare to step forward, and watched the prince walk past. What to do?

Seeing them enter the study, she wandered around, anxiously thinking about countermeasures.

Qin Ruo couldn't help saying: "The princess should go back first, your Highness is very busy."

Murong Shi stubbornly said: "No matter how busy you are, you have to rest, right?"

The servant brought tea, and she had a bright light, and brought the wooden case over, Wu Liang's eyes flashed with a sly, "The lord of the county is going to deliver the tea."

If Qin wanted to stop, she had already entered.

Murong Shi put two cups of tea on the table and said sweetly: "Uncle San, Your Majesty, let's use tea."

Murongci was studying the painting, and when he heard the voice, he rolled his eyes and said, "You just put it aside."

Seeing that she personally brought the tea cup, Murong Ci hurriedly rolled up the picture and put it away.

"His Royal Highness, use tea." Murong Shi thoughtfully brought tea to her, smiling, without feeling that she was too enthusiastic.

"The tea is hot, you put it first." Murongci said helplessly.

"The tea is not hot anymore. I tried it. It's really not hot. You can drink it now." Murong Shi stepped forward.

As a last resort, Murong resigned to pick up the tea cup, but she didn't know what was going on. She didn't hold it firmly, so she let go. Next, I didn't know what was going on, half a cup of tea was poured on Murong Ci's hands.

Murongci snorted softly, and his jade-white hands were immediately red from the hot tea.

The tea was dripping, the tea cup fell on the ground, and there was a creak, and the broken porcelain and tea leaves splashed all over the floor.

Murong Shi screamed, panicked and said: "His Royal Highness, it's my fault, I'm not careful..."

Someone rushed over and wiped away the tea from the red hand with a wide swath, caring and pitying.

"His Royal Highness, I'm sorry..." Murong Shi was crying anxiously.

"Not going out yet?" Murong Yu said angrily, his face as cold as iron.

"Yes..." She withdrew in fear, the third uncle was angry, and she didn't dare to stay anymore.

After walking two steps and then looking back, she saw the third uncle holding the scalded hand of her Royal Highness, taking great care and pity, but now she was full of guilt and she couldn't think of anything else, and didn't think there was anything wrong.

The maidservant and Qin Ruo who brought the tea hurried in, and saw His Royal Highness being brought into the inner room by the royal king, but hesitated and did not go in after all.

Murong Yu took out the scald cream, took a little bit and put it on Murongci's red hand, rubbed it gently, "Does it hurt?"

"Fortunately, this palace comes by yourself." Murong Ci drew his hand, but his hand did not move at all.

"It's the king," he said slowly, pushing the ointment away, covering his entire little hand, and his demeanor was so gentle that he could kill people.

The ointment is cool and comfortable to apply.

In fact, the tea is only a little hot, but now her cheeks and ears are even hotter, her cheeks are red, and her jade face is charming.

His fingers were still rubbing, and she looked up at her. She happened to be looking at him too, her eyes intertwined, and she gradually settled still.

She wanted to look away, but she seemed to be attracted by something and couldn't look away.

This time of looking at each other, this kind of entanglement actually means a bit lingering.

She remembered that night when he pressed her down in that house in Yuehua Rushuang, the affectionate and affectionate obsession...

He also thought of the faintly trembling delicate body in the palm of the night, and the fragrance curled up, if an elegant and unparalleled viburnum bloomed...

The heat hit her body, and the blood boiled, Murong Yu hugged her to the case, and quickly kissed her pink lips, as if to exhaust her sweetness.

Murongci's hands were on his chest, and he wanted to push him away, but somehow all his strength was lost. The whole world slowly moved away. Only his heavy breathing remained in his ears, and only this familiar and familiar sound was left in front of him. A strange snowy face.

He swept away the things on the case and pressed her against the case. The snow-colored neck was so soft that he wanted to swallow it...

He tasted everything where he could taste. He stared at her misty eyes, rubbed her pink jade cheeks, pecked her delicate red lips, and muttered in a low voice: "Ci...Ai..."

She suddenly became sober, the scattered soul returned to the body, the mist dissipated, and the eyes were as clear as water. She pushed him away and said coldly: "Master, the name of this palace is not yours."

Murong Yu pulled her up, grabbed the back of her head, and smiled charmingly, "One day, this king will let you call this king willingly."

Murong Ci adjusted his robe and fled out in a panic.

How can you get lost again and again? How can he be able to take advantage of it?

Very annoyed!