Flying lady Han Yuan learned from the mouth that Ye Yilan was accompanying the emperor inside, and she must have felt much more relaxed. As soon as she walked inside, she was wiping the emperor's mouth, and immediately avoided staring: "I see the emperor Shen Chen Zhao

instrument."

Murong Haochen glanced at him and said with cold eyes: "How did things go?"

After taking a look at Ye Yilan, she knew that the emperor didn't mind, so she said: "Those people in black seem to have disappeared from the world. There is no trace to trace them."

After some thought, he cast a suspicious look: "Your Majesty, is it the same group of people from last time?"

There was a gloomy look in his eyes. He looked at the fragile girl and shook his head thoughtfully: "I won't jump to conclusions without enough evidence."

As soon as she turned around, she saw his eyes looking into hers. The soft light in his eyes disappeared and appeared, but he was not looking at her.

"Will my subordinates continue to trace their whereabouts?"

There was another riddle between them. Even though she didn't know the answer to the riddle, she probably understood that the two groups of people were not from the same person. She could feel that he was very interested in this matter, and someone clearly wanted to cure him.

In the place of death.

The first time I was afraid of the throne, but the second time, why?

Indifferent and without any emotion: "Since their whereabouts are so unpredictable, no matter how hard you check, it will be futile."

The lips that looked like a smile but not a smile were curled up, the smile was so forced, and there was a hint of questioning in the words: "Ai Fei, do you mean to let me let them go?"

Lan'er, I really hope that if you have even a hint of love for me, you won't take it to heart. But if you don't love me, these words really chill me.

A strong aura permeated the surroundings and never dissipated for a long time.

"They have been exposed. There won't be much movement for the time being. The emperor should sit back and watch what happens and don't be impatient." I poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of him in order to calm him down. Everything must be done slowly.

If you want to find a slight breakthrough, the exit will be extremely hidden.

If their plan fails, how can they leave?

"Feiyu, tell them to go down and make them untraceable. It's too tight."

After hearing the offensive words, Ye Yilan's words did not make sense. It was true that she was too impatient and forgot the pros and cons.

He hesitated to speak, but when he saw Ye Yilan beside him, the emperor would definitely not let her avoid him, so he could only put aside what he wanted to report for the time being: "My subordinates, please retire."

He kept staring, refusing to let go of every detail, as if he could see through her completely. He tilted his head and said with a confused smile, "Why is the emperor looking at me like this?"

Every time she is around, I do everything with peace of mind. I frown, and in my mind is a picture of her wearing a phoenix crown and harem: "You share my worries so much, it would be a pity not to be my queen."

"The Emperor is talking nonsense again."

Just as she was about to stand up, Murong Haochen took her hand, looked at her with sharp anger in his eyes, and asked seriously: "Ye Yilan, do you really don't want to be my queen?"

Seeing his appearance, it didn't look like he was joking at all. Why, she must become his queen.

Seeing that his hand was tightly grasped and refused to let go. "If the emperor deposes the queen now, I have nothing to say. The emperor's foundation is not stable, so he will naturally need the support of the Sun family. The emperor must not say such words in the future.

.Lest anyone listen and lose their tongue."

What she said was indeed reasonable. Her hands gradually relaxed and her eyes gradually fell into deep thought.

He cannot always be suppressed by the Changsun family. He has never been willing to be suppressed and used by others.

He has his own pride and dignity. As an emperor, he should not be an incompetent person. All rights will be returned to his own hands.

She understood the pressure the court put on him, and she should also understand why she was asked to be the queen. Seeing that she had no intention of dealing with this matter, she always treated herself extremely perfunctorily.

But everything he did so hard was just for her.

Every time I fall into a dream, I can hear a little girl whispering in my ear: 'Brother Murong, if you are the emperor, I will be your queen';

Because from then on, he was destined to become the person in her heart that she always wanted to protect.

He has remembered this sentence for many years, but she has long forgotten this sentence, and she doesn't even know who the "Brother Murong" is?

He had no intention of telling her. He was waiting for the right time, and he might not even be able to tell her in this life.

"The Emperor is angry today. You must control your temper in the future."

Seeing her clearing away the items on the table, she quietly walked up behind her and hugged her. She trembled slightly. He pressed close to her face and whispered sweetly in her ear: "Are you here?"

Are you concerned about me?"

"Your Majesty is the most noble king among all peoples, so naturally I have to care about you."

"I don't want to be the king of all people." Turning her body around, he wanted to face him face to face with her. He held her face in his hands and looked at her charming face carefully. Her soft eyes exuded a gentle aura: "

I just want to be your only husband and belong to you alone. Lan'er, give me a chance. Maybe we can get along well with each other, don't you think?"

Maybe it's just a fantasy expectation. Not everyone and everything can be the same as they think.

People often say that a man can only talk sweetly to make a woman moved. Perhaps, she shouldn't have such thoughts about him.

With depressed thoughts, the curve of the corner of his mouth had already drooped, and he said coldly: "Not all opportunities can be given."

"Do you have someone you like in your heart?"

Hearing this, Ye Yilan's whole heart ached. His sudden question caught her off guard. For a moment, she didn't know what to do...

She was hesitant to speak, and just when she was trying her best to say something so that he would not doubt it, his eyes showed no wavering, and burst out with a look of conviction: "I believe in you."

Shocked eyes wanted to catch his lies, but everything was so calm and calm, without any flaws. Maybe she didn't trust him as much as before, so she doubted him like this.

On this matter, he just made a cursory question and did not go into details.

He believed her, but when he knew the truth, he would still remember what he said today.

Ye Yilan took a step back and took off the item she had always regarded as the most important. But she never thought that it was his.

She had been keeping this matter in her heart, hoping that one day she would know it from him in person.

Hanging in mid-air, I wanted him to see it more clearly: "Does your Majesty recognize this thing?"

He replied without hesitation: "Of course I know."

Murong Haochen's eyes were flawless and as clear as the bottom of a lake.

"Nian Qing is someone sent by the emperor?"

"yes."

He answered so simply, and I was puzzled to learn that there was no anger at all from his mouth.

Ye Yilan thought of the day she fell into the jungle. She had been blowing the whistle, knowing that Nian Qing would not appear here, just to give herself peace of mind. She had never thought much about Murong Haochen's appearance. But she knew the truth.

Later, I gradually understood.

Over the years, it turned out that she had been tightly bound by him and could not escape his eyes. She also knew why she chose her own intentions.

He laughed at himself and laughed at himself for being so naive: "On that day you heard my whistle and you came here. Because the emperor knows the meaning of this whistle."

Even though she is only one step away from him, she always feels so far away.

"This is my whistle to contact the Shadow Guard, so I asked Nian Qing to give it to you. You blew the whistle in front of me that night, probably because you wanted Nian Qing to come. I asked him to tell you, and I don't want to keep lying to you anymore.

You. "Since he can let Nian Qing tell her the truth, he has already done everything for today." Lan'er, in fact, I have been secretly paying attention to everything about you. Did you know? This whistle is the first thing I have given you.

Gift, if you don't like it, I can make it again for you."

He took back the whistle and put it in his arms, caring for it like a baby. He shook his head and rejected his kindness, and told him coldly: "Nian Qing gave it to me personally. It was naturally a gift from Nian Qing. Your Majesty doesn't have to spend a lot of time."

Seeing how much she cherishes her, it doesn't matter how she treats him indifferently: "Since you don't want to, I don't want to force you."

Not willing, not forced?

This is so ironic.

If she didn't want to enter the palace, had he ever been unwilling to force her?

"Does Your Majesty understand the meaning of my concubine's question?"

Covering the wound and turning to leave, he smiled slightly after hearing her words: "You want to hear it from my mouth yourself."

Just as Murong Haochen said, she did think so. However, the disgust and fear of the past were gone. Perhaps, since he was injured, those deep eyes were no longer dim, but soft and warm.

The light shines very warm on the body.

"Where are you going, Your Majesty?"

Ye Yilan was more worried about his wound. He had not sat down to rest until now, fearing that he would be overwhelmed. Now he wanted to move around at will, so she stopped him.

"Naturally read the memorial."

But the memorial had already been mercilessly thrown to the ground by him. Seeing that he was about to bend down to pick it up, he stepped forward to intercept it and said, "I'd better do it, my concubine."

Murong Haochen couldn't bear it in his heart. If the sword had been more skewed, he might not be able to stand like this. But at this moment, he could still get out of bed and move around, which showed that this injury was nothing at all.

"I have not reached such a useless place."

"Lan'er, actually if you knew me better..." Murong Haochen wanted to hug her from behind, but he controlled himself.

"Can you please stop talking about these things at this moment?" She didn't want to listen to sensational words. He had said enough today, and she was afraid that one day she would treat him...

Putting down the memorial in his hand, he took a deep breath to calm down his emotions, turned around and revealed a slight hook on his lips.

The ruthless figure passed by her side, blowing a cold wind into her body from the side. Then she heard the cold words coming: "If nothing happens, Chen Zhaoyi, you should go back to the palace!"

I heard that Ye Yilan never hesitated in place. Since he didn't want to see her, she wouldn't stay by his side.
Chapter completed!