Prosperous Beauty System

The black shadow carried a lantern and walked cautiously ahead. The candles in the lantern were brightly lit, casting circles of light and shadow on the mossy stone steps.

A few people walked down the stone steps, stepping on a field of gravel to the edge of the pool.The pool water is deep, rippling under the moonlight, and the stream flowing from the mountain stream flows into it.

The emperor listened carefully, and he heard the sound of the stream flowing.In the middle of the night, with a slight chill, a few black shadows stood aside holding lanterns, bowing their waists, not daring to breathe.

The emperor was standing by the pool, he didn't know what he was thinking, his face was full of thoughtful expressions.

"Your Majesty." One of the black shadows took a step forward, "It's getting deeper and heavier, why don't you go back to the mansion to rest?" His voice was very low, lest he disturb the worried emperor.

"Shao An, tell me, what is the prince thinking?"

The person called Shao An replied with trepidation, "Your Majesty, how dare I try to figure out what His Royal Highness is thinking?"

"I forgive you not guilty."

After the emperor finished speaking, he lifted his feet and walked down the stream, and several black shadows carrying lanterns understood instantly and hurriedly followed.

Even if the emperor pardoned his crimes, Shao An did not dare to open his mouth casually. He followed behind the emperor and said cautiously, "The crown prince has already reached the crown, so he naturally thinks about state affairs and world affairs."

"If it's as you said, I don't need to come here." The emperor knows better than anyone else that it is his own son.

Shao An looked up slightly, "Your Majesty is here for His Highness the Crown Prince?" Isn't it for the Seventh Prince?

The emperor stopped in his tracks and looked back at him. Shao An's back felt cold, and he quickly lowered his head, "I made a mistake."

Looking down from the mountain stream, the flames of the lanterns were faint, and a few figures in the darkness could be seen dimly.

Zheng Lun stood up with a cold expression, clenched his fingers into a fist against his lips, and coughed a few times.

He put his hand into his skirt and took out a porcelain white thumb-sized bottle. The body of the bottle was clean and flawless. Zheng Lun shook it lightly and heaved a sigh of relief.

The male insect was not dead, and Mingyue was safe and sound.

Zheng Lun tightened his grip on the porcelain vase, lifted his foot to leave, but turned around and walked into the woods behind him.

The male and female insects cannot be too far apart, otherwise the male insects will not be so quiet, and the bright moon must be nearby.

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Mingyue woke up from sleep, he sat up, leaning against the big tree in a daze, I don't know if it was his illusion, just now he seems to have heard a "dong" sound, which came from a distance in the depths of the woods, shaking his ears. pain.

Rong Mo was sleeping beside him, with an arm around his waist, and when the moon moved, he also woke up, his eyes were clear, as if the person who was sleeping just now was not him.

"What's wrong?" Rong Mo put a hand on his shoulder and sat up.

Mingyue shook her head and didn't speak.

Rong Mo looked up at the moon in the night sky, "It's still early, sleep a little longer."

"...I can't sleep." Mingyue suddenly wanted to sigh for some reason.He took his hands away from his waist and stood up, "I want to go for a walk."

Rong Mo put one leg up and looked at him with his chin, "Where are you going?" He asked, and there was no displeasure in his voice.

Mingyue turned her head and said calmly, "I don't want to go anywhere, I just want to walk."

Rong Mo still stared at him for a while, then smiled, "There are a lot of insects and snakes around here, so be careful, don't get too far away from me."

Mingyue nodded.

After the firewood burned, there was only a pile of charcoal still burning. Rong Mo looked at the back of the bright moon, his face was a little gloomy under the flickering firelight.

Mingyue walked a few steps, turned around, looked through the criss-crossing branches and leaves, and saw Rong Mo sitting alone by the fire, with one long leg propped up, his back leaning against the tree, a few strands of long hair falling on his cheeks, his whole body It looks a little lonely.

Mingyue was startled slightly, lowered her eyes, turned and left without hesitation.

The burning charcoal gradually turned to ashes. Rong Mo sat under the tree and waited quietly. After a long time, there was a sigh in the air.

Rong Mo didn't know what he was thinking, he had always been a person who didn't play cards according to common sense.

There was a ray of light in the clouds in the distance, Rong Mo stood up, and took the secret letter handed over by his subordinate.

"Why did the young master let him go? He is the one the prince named to arrest him." The subordinate whispered.

Judging by the prince's posture, he will not give up until the goal is achieved. It is just right to capture this person and present it to the prince to extinguish the prince's anger.

"The prince just wants to make the Seventh Prince feel uncomfortable, but he may not really want him." Rong Mo opened the secret letter.

Subordinates do not speak.

"What's the matter with the prince?" Rong Mo finished reading it with a cold expression, and threw the secret letter directly into the soot on the ground. There was still fire in the soot, and he burned the secret letter in two or three strokes.

"I don't see any movement from the prince's side, but the seventh prince has arrived in Wuxiang." Yi Yi came out from the darkness, with a sword hanging around his waist, and black hair tied high, looking suave and suave.

Rong Mo narrowed his eyes, "He really is desperate, if he bumps into the emperor here..." Who let him out?

He didn't say the following words, but one of them heard it and said, "The emperor has always loved the seventh prince, maybe things are not as bad as we thought."

"Do you believe it?" Rong Mo sneered, and walked towards Mingyue, "The fight between the crown prince and the seventh prince is their business, just don't involve me."

One followed calmly, "But young master, don't forget His Majesty the Emperor."

Rong Mo said, "Holy orders are hard to disobey, how dare I disobey His Majesty's orders?" If the emperor hadn't intervened midway, he should be on the united front with the Seventh Prince now.

One was about to speak, but Rong Mo interrupted him, "Is your man following him?" He was talking about Mingyue.

Qi was taken aback for a moment, "...young master, since the Seventh Prince has already left Jiangling, it's time for you to return to Beijing."

Although I don't know what the prince is doing, but since the emperor's order has been fulfilled, there is no need to stay any longer.Not to mention any problems with the seventh prince, but with the fact that the emperor is in Changli, Rong Mo has no choice but to return to the capital.

"One." Rong Mo turned his head, his face was calm, "Shut up."

"...Yes!" Qi opened his mouth and then closed it tightly.

Behind Mingyue followed several black shadows that followed like shadows.He supported the tree to take a breath, endured the throbbing pain in his ankle, and continued walking.

He stepped on fine sand and stones, and through the faint moonlight, he could see the lingering stream not far away.

The stream was gurgling, and the bright moon came to the water's edge.The creek meanders down, and the water level is neither deep nor shallow.

Mingyue hesitated for a moment, and walked into the water. He wanted to follow the stream and go back to Zheng Lun.