Chapter 22: Floating life is like a dream(1/2)
In a room full of water, I can count the fallen flowers even if my sleeves are broken and my strings are broken.
One thought arises and one thought falls.
The road is endless, life is like a dream.
Lean against the window and look out over the pavilions.
"Are you still used to living here with your cousin?"
Under the attic, Murong Haoli had already started to look at her, looking sad. She must have been thinking about him and got up to express her condolences.
For her, this place was indeed much freer than the dull mansion.
In the past two days, I have pondered hard for a long time. Whether I love or not love, I live for the same purpose.
Murong Haochen has never been sincere to him, maybe they are taking advantage of each other.
"Seeing that my cousin is so leisurely, have you already planned it?"
Seeing him playing with the brush, he looked at it carefully: "With the absence of fourth brother, the throne has been vacant, and the emperor will definitely change his mind."
How can you write a pair of good characters without ink on your pen?
Just like people, without a good opponent, how can one experience the fun.
"If he is still alive, what will happen to my cousin?"
In the past two days, she had meditated a lot.
Thinking about the past, how clever he was, how could he let people catch the slightest clue or flaw.
This time, they just grabbed Ye Yilan's thread to lure him.
How could he ignore his own safety and save her without any plan?
I'm sure he will live.
Murong Haochen, it turns out that the one who understands you best is still me.
"It depends on whether he has the ability to enter the palace."
As early as the moment he fell off the cliff, people were sent everywhere to track down his whereabouts. Outside the palace, Ye Mansion's every move has been monitored: "There are people guarding both inside and outside the palace, and any news about him will be reported."
"What about Ye Yilan?" Changsun Wanji still couldn't help but want to ask him. After all, Ye Yilan was the one the two of them were fighting against.
"Your Highness, Manager Xia has come with the imperial edict."
Hearing this, he smiled proudly.
It seems that the mother-in-law could not wait any longer and told her father the whole story last night.
"Just stay here."
Hearing the word imperial edict, the eldest grandson Guanji couldn't help but become vigilant.
Could it be that the emperor changed his mind?
According to heaven's destiny, the emperor issued an edict: The sixth son, Murong Haoli, will go to the border to guard the border from today. I hereby--
"Your Highness, please accept the order!"
In a few words in the imperial edict, he stated his determination to leave the palace.
"My son, take the order."
The word "imperial edict" pierced his eyes deeply.
I never expected that my father would be so cruel.
Murong Haochen had no one to support him in the court, yet his father would choose him.
For many years, my father never established a prince because of the competition for heirs.
But who would have thought that my father had already chosen the candidate in his heart.
Even if he has his father by his side since childhood, he is still not as good as a concubine.
"His Royal Highness the Fourth asked the old slave to inform His Highness that because he has to take care of the Emperor, he cannot come to see His Highness off."
"Are you talking about fourth brother, he is back safely?"
When I heard about Murong Haochen, I never thought that he was back, and he returned to the palace quietly.
"Old slave, I'm just sending a message." His Highness the Fourth Highness only asked him to give these instructions, and he didn't say anything else: "There are still things in the palace, so I resigned."
"Your Highness, this is..."
After Manager Xia left, Jiang Ke wanted to discuss the matter with His Highness, but saw His Highness angrily throwing the imperial edict aside.
A pair of slender hands picked up the imperial edict and followed them all the way here. When she heard that Murong Haochen was in the palace, she felt relieved.
"It seems that the emperor has already handed over the power to him."
Before Murong Haoli could understand what she meant, he saw her spreading out the imperial edict.
"Cousin, does this handwriting look familiar?"
Murong Haoli looked up to the sky and laughed, never expecting that even if he placed more spies, he would still be able to enter the palace.
"It seems I underestimated him."
The eldest grandson Guanji watched him leave proudly and whispered softly: "The day you ascend the throne will be the day my mother honors the world."
No matter who ascends the throne, the position of queen will definitely belong to the Changsun family.
She did not betray her aunt, but the emperor had long distrusted her aunt and the Changsun family.
"Your Highness, it's time to set off today."
That person is everywhere at all times, and no one knows who he is.
"What do you mean by that?"
"If His Highness launches troops at this moment, it will inevitably be criticized by the world. It is better to let the Emperor feel that His Highness the Sixth Highness understands the righteousness and has nothing to do with the assassination of His Highness the Fourth. It is also like leaving oneself with the crime of killing his brother. His Highness the Fourth is enthroned, and His Highness's mother is
Queen Mother, don’t you think of Your Highness?"
Seeing that he was worried, she put her hand on his shoulder and whispered: "Don't forget, you still have Ye Yilan."
He said it didn't make sense and thought about it for a while: "Jiang Ke, pack your bags and prepare your horses."
In this case, he took the order.
If given the chance, he would never let go like he did today.
As soon as he left the mansion, the soldiers outside were already waiting outside.
It seems that he cannot resist the order today.
Turning around and looking at the tower, the man stood majestically.
Murong Haochen, you will win this time, but you may not win next time.
"Your Highness, it's a long way to go. If we don't start in time, we may be delayed."
"Set off."
Looking at the tower, he vowed to return here one day.
"Your Highness, what are you bringing me here for?"
"The sixth brother is leaving. As the fourth brother, I naturally have to watch him leave, don't you think?"
Looking at him with confidence, he could see a crowd of people waiting outside the mansion.
She did not step forward to stand shoulder to shoulder with him, but stood at the back, watching silently.
He said calmly: "Since Your Highness's affairs have been settled, why don't you let me go..."
Murong Haochen would not have any chance to let her speak, and no one could change his decision. He said indifferently: "Don't even think about it."
It was unexpected that he would be guilty of disobedience.
The two turned around together and looked at each other.
Ye Yilan saw the familiar eyes again, the first time they met.
Every movement and every look he makes gives people an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
"Your Majesty, please see me."
"What's the matter?"
"The Queen wants to see Your Highness."
Smiling contemptuously: "She knew the news not long after the sixth brother left."
"Then I..."
Ye Yilan subconsciously grabbed his sleeve and looked at her with confused eyes.
Just as she was about to let go, Murong Haochen grabbed her in unceremoniously, held her arm, and looked at her with playful eyes in the corners of his eyes: "Would this be better?"
His lips moved, trying to speak but stopping.
To be continued...