For a while, there are no words but the mulberry trees are silent, and the songs of orioles and swallows are rising.

The wisps of smoke are confusing, the fragrance of indulgence is confusing, and the tender words of pity are murmuring.

Ruthless as water, youth fades with age.

The person standing under the bridge kept looking at the lonely figure on the bridge. The moonlight shone on her face, making her look like a beauty.

He walked slowly and admired her carefully, looking at the lake surface that was blown gently by the wind. Her hateful eyes were visible on the lake surface. He didn't know who made his beloved cousin so angry.

Perhaps, there are only two of them in this world. The two of them are inseparable, who wouldn't feel jealous when seeing them. In the past, he should have been on guard against Murong Haochen and shouldn't have taken advantage of the situation and taken away his woman.

.

Standing beside her, her eyes were looking far ahead, and the cunning smile on the corner of her mouth slightly raised: "Why is the queen looking for me so late at night?"

Looking at this hour, if it had been later, the palace door would have been closed long ago.

The curve of her face rose slightly, and she chuckled, "Princess Beimo, she's not dead at all."

I thought that if she died, Ye Yilan would no longer have any evidence to prove her innocence. And she would live as a slave. Not even an opportunity to poison her could completely eliminate her. Isn't this right?

Be willing.

"You mean, she's not dead at all?"

Hearing that, those dim eyes immediately became bright and clear. But listening to her words, it was such an understatement. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her. "This is impossible, the drug is extremely toxic, it is impossible not to have it."

die."

impossible?

She was standing in front of him today, looking so unbelievable. But, she just appeared alive.

He shook his head in a ridiculous and helpless manner, and said calmly: "All of this is fake, just an illusion to confuse everyone."

Illusion? Is it possible that Lan Shan was not poisoned?

Murong Haoli turned sideways, his thoughtful eyes extremely puzzled by this matter.

Changsun Guanji looked at him, pointed at something with his finger, and shook his sleeve angrily: "And that Ye Yilan has already proven her innocence."

clean?

The matter was so comprehensive that even if Murong Haochen had great abilities, he would not be able to find the murderer.

But how did she get evidence to prove her innocence?

"Who is the murderer?"

"It was the envoy from the Northern Desert." He frowned suddenly and thought deeply. "But he was shot dead on the way to kidnap Ye Yilan."

"No wonder, there has been no news about him recently, actually..."

Envoy of the Northern Desert? Ziling?

After all, I have never seen him in the past few days. If it is really him, why did he hold Ye Yilan hostage and become the person to prove her innocence? His purpose of doing this...

Well, once he died, no one interfered with his every move, and no one knew that he was one of his own.

But unfortunately, he was not the real murderer. Presumably, Murong Haochen just randomly found a scapegoat.

"Is it possible that the person behind this is you, my cousin?"

He knew so much about the toxicity of the medicine just now, who else could he be if it wasn't him? But who is that person? Why does he know so many things and can freely come and go in the palace.

If this person is my cousin, wouldn't it be me...

impossible--

She shouldn't have such thoughts, shouldn't have——

He glanced at the eldest grandson Guanji with disdain and said with a chuckle: "I just asked that girl Lan Shan to poison her, and I don't know about the rest."

Ever since I learned about the death of Princess Beimo, I got the news personally from Lan Shan. It was she who told me that everything had been arranged. But unexpectedly, something went wrong. And that letter was her own initiative.

Just don't interfere in anything.

Lan Shan?

This incident had already messed up all her thoughts.

After calming down for a while, he still couldn't believe it and asked: "The person my cousin mentioned is the slave next to Concubine Shu. She has always been my cousin's person?"

Murong Haoli raised his eyebrows as soon as he looked back, smiled evilly and said: "Why, you are surprised, aren't you?"

Surprised? Surprised indeed.

There was a person who looked somewhat similar to Ye Yilan. I thought it was just a coincidence, but I didn't realize that the slave had always been Murong Hao's slave.

No wonder everything Xia Muling did together was all because of the instigation of that slave. But why didn't his cousin arrange for her to be by his side? In this way, she wouldn't have so many embarrassing things.

"Now Murong Haochen has given half of his rights to Concubine Shu. She is so calm in the harem. It turns out that someone has been giving advice."

While talking to the eldest grandson Guanji, he secretly glanced at him. He felt extremely aggrieved.

"You are not allowed to touch my people. If you really dislike Concubine Shu, give her some punishment. After all, she is Xia Qianyi's sister."

Murong Haochen's behavior was nothing more than appeasing Xia Qianyi so that he would not have any room to fight back.

Since he couldn't get Xia Qianyi to submit to him, he naturally wanted to attack his sister. He would give her half of the rights of a queen, so that even if she didn't get the favor of the saint, she would still get the favor of the saint. This kind of two-pronged approach could not be used against anyone.

All useless.

After all, Xia Qianyi has always been her own, how can she be controlled by him at will? As for Xia Muling, a woman can stay dormant for so long. I don't believe that this person has any ambitions. Unless, she has no scheming at all.

Can't touch? Concubine Shu doesn't allow it, and Ye Yilan doesn't allow it either. Why has he become the most pitiable person in the world?

Pulling his body in front of her, he asked angrily with deep hatred in his eyes: "I am your dearest person, why do you only help others and not me?"

Seeing her like this, no wonder no one could pity her. How could Murong Haochen fall in love with her.

Irritated, he threw her away and said in his hoarse voice with a hint of stern anger: "The only thing I can help you with is peace. Everything you have done now, Murong Haochen will remember it in his heart. If I don't move you now, I will not guarantee the future."

.In the harem, only those who block arrows for you can keep you safe."

She was deep in thought. When she saw Murong Haoli turning around and leaving, she immediately asked: "Then what should I do now?"

At this moment, the only things surrounding her were those conspiracies, and no one had ever really distinguished right from wrong for her. At this moment, she didn't know how to deal with herself.

Without looking back, he told her coldly: "Just wait and see what happens."

Wait and see what happens?

Why are you all saying this.

Now, the biggest sacrifice she has made is her own body. The wind tonight is just like that night, blowing on her skin and causing deep pain into her bone marrow. Every time she falls, she can't help but

Biting her lip, she desperately needed that feeling at this moment.

He whispered softly into his ear, vaguely remembering it.

next day

The setting sun is ridiculed and the rising sun is shining, a ray of light is slanting towards the sun.

The person on the bed turned sideways and reached out to hug the person lying beside him, but his hand was empty.

Suddenly she opened her eyes and saw that the person beside her pillow was no longer there, and the residual warmth beside her had long since dissipated.

But when I think of last night's scene, the corner of my mouth can't help but evoke an arc of deep affection.

When the curtain was opened, Caifeng was seen kneeling beside the bed. The affection in her eyes gradually disappeared. The cold gaze was reflected on her body.

When Caifeng saw the emperor rising, he said, "Slave, please see the emperor."

Murong Haochen looked at her figure in the hall and asked coldly: "What are you doing here?"

"The empress is preparing breakfast for the emperor, and she specially asked her servants to come and serve her."

A tiny trembling sound slowly came out. After all, the emperor did not want anyone to come into the palace to serve him every morning. After all, he did not dare to disobey what his empress ordered.

"go out."

He held his head with one hand and looked at her very patiently, but his words were a bit indifferent.

If he hadn't heard her words, he wouldn't have known that Lan'er was preparing breakfast for him. Presumably, after last night, he would no longer be angry with him.

"yes."

As soon as Caifeng came out of the palace, she saw that the empress had already prepared breakfast. Instead, she sighed.

When Ye Yilan saw the situation, she pursed her lips and snickered: "But the emperor doesn't want to serve you?"

Seeing her sighing, she knew that he was losing his temper again.

"Your Majesty, you know this, why did you let me go?"

Seeing this, he couldn't help but asked worriedly: "Is the emperor angry?"

"I'm just letting the slaves out." Seeing that the queen was still preparing bowls and chopsticks, she stepped forward and put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hands, and persuaded her, "These slaves should come, and the queen should go in quickly."

Only in the heart of the emperor, only the empress can get close to her, and no one else has that chance. However, the two of them are inseparable, and they have not yet...

She shouldn't be thinking about these things, but she still feels sorry for the empress. After all, the life she wants is to be spent in the palace.
To be continued...