Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

After meeting with Murong Qi, Jiang Luoyu went back to the room to take a bath. Just after washing the two children, drying their hair and putting them to sleep, she received the imperial decree from the palace mistress and changed into the formal attire for the emperor's meeting again. , Drive into the palace to meet the emperor.

The carriage was passing along the road paved with white marble, Jiang Luoyu clenched the bone fan in his hand, and lifted the curtain of the carriage by a small corner, his eyes unintentionally passed through the layers of palaces and pavilions, but suddenly stopped Looking at a blue-colored figure from the back, his eyes widened in disbelief, and that figure seemed to have sensed his gaze at the same moment, and turned around slowly.

Jiang Luoyu pondered for a moment, looking at Xiao Yun standing in the corridor in the distance, with a face similar to Murong Hao but more indifferent and handsome, the bone fan in his hand trembled slightly, and suddenly spoke in a low voice.

"parking."

After a stick of incense, the man in snow-white fox fur stepped up the steps step by step. Guided by two flattering father-in-laws, he quickly walked into the dim Hall of Mental Cultivation.

His footsteps were almost silent, but he was still noticed by the emperor who was sitting in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, his eyes half closed and unable to see clearly. The voice resounding in the hall was no longer calm as before, but carried a strange calmness.

"You came."

Jiang Luoyu lowered his head, bowed and bowed: "Jingyu sees the emperor's uncle."

In the darkness, the emperor sat motionless on the spot, and a white peony that had failed to bloom by his hand swayed with the slight cold wind, and a few blue and yellow leaves fell down.

"Get up."

Jiang Luoyu got up slowly, glanced at the peony plant without any trace, and slowed down her voice: "Your Majesty, you..."

Before he could finish his worried words, the emperor stood up in the dark, leaning on the chair handle, lowered his head and stared at the peony plant with fallen leaves, and even the words became more and more heavy in the thick darkness: "How is the war going?"

In the dark and oppressive hall where he could hardly speak back, Jiang Luoyu suppressed the sigh in his heart, and followed the emperor to look at the gradually withering white peony, but his voice definitely did not show any panic: "Return to Your Majesty, as stated in the battle report. Said that the army won the first battle and beheaded the prince of the Xiongnu, but because General Wuya underestimated the enemy, he died for the country during the pursuit, and please forgive the Lord Hou for the crime of employing people against others."

As the voice fell, the whining wind gradually opened the window, bringing wisps of light into the hall. The person standing by the peony flower finally stepped up again, and walked to the window that was completely blown open, letting the cold wind blow up his body. The long white hair and the dark dragon robe illuminate the handsome face that seems to be enduring great pain.

The pain of watching the one you love die, but you can't keep it.

Jiang Luoyu didn't dare to look any further, so he could only lower his head again and take a deep breath.

"His Majesty?"

The emperor was silent for a long time, without turning his head to look at him, he just asked in a very soft voice: "You already know the news about the empress."

"say,,

疋.

"Since I've come back, tomorrow I will come to the inner palace to guard the queen's spirit together with the other wives and the emperor." Hearing his answer, the emperor seemed to have finally regained his sanity, but his voice was even more ethereal, "The matter of Marquis An is related to Wu Ya. Sir, a few days ago, I issued a decree to temporarily remove the post of Marquis An Guo, and within half a month he will return to the imperial capital to have an audience, and I want to listen to him personally say these things."

Jiang Luoyu knew that two families were involved in this matter, not to mention that the empress passed away, the matter was too serious to draw a conclusion lightly, so she lowered her body again and replied: "I would like to obey Your Majesty's imperial edict."

The emperor never looked back at him, and waved his hand: "Kneel in peace."

"The minister will retire, long live, long live, long live."

Jiang Luoyu knelt down again, glanced at the person standing by the window with complicated eyes, and then retreated slowly.

After returning from the palace, Jiang Luoyu put on the clothes of the emperor to go to the palace early in the morning of the second day, but before he could coax Murong Chang who was dragging his clothes to follow, Shaoyao hurried away from the palace. Walking in from outside the door, he lowered his body and saluted anxiously: "Neijun, it's not good, something happened to Mr. Ji."

"Brother Sacrifice?" Hearing that it was Murong Sacrifice, Jiang Luoyu's eyes moved immediately, and he picked up Murong Chang who was holding him tightly and stood up, frowning slightly, "What happened?"

"It's Mr. Mi!" Shao Yao was impatient, and immediately responded, "Mr. Mi is gone!"

Hearing that Mi Qianqian had disappeared, Jiang Luoyu's heart was shocked, his eyes fluctuated for a moment, knowing that this day would always come, but he did not expect that Mi Qianqian would be so anxious, on the second day after they returned to the imperial capital Then he left: "What about the sacrificial brother?"

Shaoyao heard the words and was about to answer when Feijian ran in in a panic, saw Jiang Luoyu and immediately said: "Neijun is not well, please go and have a look, Mr. Ji just woke up, and his body But he has been drugged, so he must go to the ground at this time, and there is a lot of trouble at the bamboo house!"

Jiang Luoyu looked slightly sullen, stepped out of the room, and walked towards the direction of the bamboo forest while asking, "Drugs? Did Mr. Mi give it to Brother Ji before he left?"

Concubine Jian hesitated when she heard the words, an indescribable expression flashed across her face, and she suddenly said in a low voice: "The servants have invited the doctor to come, and after checking the pulse of Mr. Ji, the doctor said so, and the doctor also asked me to come here. Said...and said..."

A premonition flashed in Jiang Luoyu's heart, and his voice became deeper: "What are you talking about, just say it!"

"The government doctor said that Mr. Mi probably used some method before leaving. The root of the young master's illness has gone, and he can live like a normal person in the future. But then the government doctor felt something was wrong, so he asked the young master to take off his clothes for inspection, and then Said...Young master seems to...seems to be with..."

As soon as Jiang Luoyu stopped, her gaze suddenly changed, she turned her head and glanced at the two of them, fixed her gaze on Feijian, and said in a deep voice: "...What did you say?"

Half an hour later, Murong Qi saw the letter handed out in the inner courtyard, so he went to the court alone, and then headed towards the Imperial Academy after the court.

Jiang Luoyu, who stayed in the bamboo house, was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at Murong Ji, who was holding a black stone tightly with dull eyes, and frowned slightly since he was completely awake, with his head down and his face pale. wrinkle.

"Since I knew that he was going to leave, why should I be so reluctant to let go?"

"Brother and sister..." Murong Ji lowered his head, his eyes were dazed, he couldn't see the calm and natural young master a few days ago, and he murmured in a daze, "It's my fault..."

"On the side of Luoshui, the land of the Mi family, outsiders have never been allowed to enter or leave. Even An Xiao and Hanjiang Pavilion have searched for such a long time, but they can't find the whereabouts of this family. Presumably there must be a secret."

Looking at his expression, Jiang Luoyu knew that something must have happened to the two of them, which made Mi Qianqian drug Murong Ji before leaving, and made Murong Ji look like he had lost his soul. He just sighed lowly, raised his hand and clapped

Patted Murong Ji on the shoulder and asked.

"Mr. Mi has good lightness skills, and he left so suddenly that everyone was caught off guard. Did he leave any clues for you? Do you know that after the mansion doctor diagnosed your pulse just now, he said that the root of your disease is already gone?" went?"

Hearing this question, Murong Ji's whole body trembled, and he couldn't help but subconsciously raised his hand to touch his neck, as if flashing in the darkness before his eyes, the extremely sweet breath and soft lips, beside the ear was the man crying beggingly. Hearing the sound, the nose seemed to pass the smell mixed with fragrance and blood again, recalling this, he clenched his teeth tightly, and the stone in his palm was clenched tighter and tighter.

Seeing his movements, Jiang Luoyu also glanced at his neck with complicated eyes. The very obvious hickey and bite wounds were mixed. The bone fan in his hand opened with a swipe, and then slowly closed: "Yesterday What happened later, if you don’t want others to know, I will always keep it secret for you.”

Murong Ji was silent for a long time when he heard the words, then suddenly raised his head and looked at the person beside him, his eyes suddenly returned to their usual calmness, but the depths were filled with indistinct darkness: "Brother, sister-in-law, I want to enter the imperial court."

Jiang Luoyu pondered for a moment, recalling what the government doctor said just now, knowing that Murong Ji's body is fine now, and it is normal for a son of the Murong family to want to become an official in the court, so he nodded and agreed: "If you have such thoughts , there will be a palace examination in the imperial capital in March next year

, father and I arrange for you. "

Seeing that he agreed, Murong Ji rubbed his fingers against the stone in his palm, a trance smile appeared on the corner of his lips, but there was a faint look of misery between his brows and eyes, Jiang Luoyu couldn't help but sigh slightly, but didn't say any more What.

"Thank you brother and sister."

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed, and the end of the new year was approaching. There was a heavy snowfall in the imperial capital, and the entire sky was so gloomy that it was impossible to see clearly.

Because of the death of the empress, there was no trace of flames in the imperial capital, and it was all deathly pale.

In Murong's mansion, in the middle bedroom of Li Yuyuan in the inner courtyard, the man in purple finally coaxed the two children who had been fussing all day to sleep. Whispered report: "Mr. Nei, there is news from Lord Hou, and he will arrive at the gate of the mansion in another hour."

"understood."

Jiang Luoyu lowered his eyes and responded. It was late in the evening. When he walked through the corridor with the hands of the attendants beside him, walked out of the mansion door and down the steps, he immediately heard the faint sound of horseshoes running. However, his gaze couldn't help looking at the sky in the distance, and at this time the sunset glow in the sky was burning like a flame.

I don't know when, there are layers of dark red rolling up there, almost exactly the same color as the color in his heart at this moment.

[Blood-colored scroll? End]