Kite falling into red dust

He tentatively reached out and touched its body, but it was still warm, and it seemed that it had just died.

He was again amazed at Liu Hanqing's skill, grabbed the rabbit's two long ears and carried him back.

Liu Hanqing had already set up a fire in front of the door, and was sharpening a short knife by the well.

Afterwards, Murong Mingyu ate his first meal of meat in more than ten days, and after he was full, he immediately felt that he had a lot of strength.

After eating, Liu Hanqing changed the medicine and bandaged his wound as usual.He also obediently drank the bitter and unpalatable soup.

Seeing him putting down the medicine bowl, frowning and nose wrinkling, Liu Hanqing suddenly took out a paper bag from his pocket and gave it to him.

Open it, and there are all kinds of exquisite pastries inside, not like ordinary food that can be bought in the market, and it looks inexplicably familiar.He picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, "Huh? Isn't this the craftsmanship of the pastry chef in the Prince's Mansion? Where did you get it?"

Before he got an answer, he suddenly felt a little dizzy in his head. Immediately afterwards, he slammed his head on the table and completely lost consciousness.

When he woke up, what greeted his eyes was the very familiar gorgeous and exquisite decoration——he was actually lying on his own bed in the Prince's Mansion of the Eastern Palace!He thought he was dreaming again, so he pinched his face hard, it hurt!He hurriedly sat up and called around.

The maid hurriedly ran in, surprised and delighted, "When did His Royal Highness come back?!" and came forward to check if there was anything unusual about him.

"I'm fine," he pushed them away, "Where's Mo Yuan? Call him here!" "Reporting to Your Highness, the guard Mo was imprisoned by the King because of his inability to protect His Highness the Crown Prince and was suspected of colluding with assassins to plot against him." ""What!? Prepare the car now! I want to go to the palace to meet my father immediately!" "No!"

Looking at Mo Yuan who had already bathed and changed clothes, on the surface he seemed to be the same as before, but actually lost a lot of weight, Murong Mingyu frowned tightly again.Looking into his eyes, he said deeply, "You have suffered."

But Mo Yuan made a "plop", knelt down on the ground, and said sonorously: "As His Highness's guard, Mo Yuan failed to protect His Highness and put His Highness in danger, so he should be punished. Now that His Highness has returned safely, Mo Yuan is dead Satisfied." Murong Mingyu patted him on the shoulder vigorously, and said: "You have tried your best, I don't blame you."

He raised his face and looked at him. His face, which had always been carved out of wood, showed a rare emotion, and there was something bright rolling in his dark eyes.

Murong Mingyu leaned down and said in a low voice: "Didn't you promise me that you would never use poisonous mist and black iron whips again? If they find out, your peace will come to an end." He fixed his gaze firmly on He said: "Compared to the safety of His Highness, Mo Yuan's peace is nothing. Let them come, I am not afraid."

But Murong Mingyu suddenly grabbed his skirt, stared into his eyes, and said: "You are now a member of this palace, and no one else wants to touch you except this palace! As Dayan The prince of the country, if he can’t even protect his own guards, how will he protect the people of the world in the future!? So you, my palace, remember that every move you take from now on must be approved by this palace, and this palace will never You are allowed to make the decision of sacrificing yourself to save this palace!"

Mo Yuan was stunned, "Yes, but this is Mo Yuan's duty." "Don't mention any duty to me, your duty is to listen to me!" He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "No."

After being diagnosed by the imperial doctor, all the poison in Murong Mingyu's body has been removed, and the wound on his chest is the heaviest. Although it has not completely healed, as long as he takes a little care, he will be fully healed in a short time, and he will return to his original appearance. .

Even so, Murong Ruiyan still told him to stay in the mansion to recuperate for a period of time, and the task of catching the bandits that was entrusted to him before was temporarily handed over to Jing Zhaoyin alone.Since the person behind the assassin who assassinated him has not been found out, he is still in danger. Murong Ruiyan specially sent additional people to closely guard the Prince's Mansion. Time to minimize going out.

"By the way, Your Highness, where have you been all this time? Who rescued you?" Mo Yuan finally remembered and asked.

Murong Mingyu said helplessly: "Although I have been with that person for more than ten days, I don't know much more than you. I even guessed his name, Liu Hanqing, and I am not sure if it is true or not. His real name." He stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looked out of the window, and frowned, "This man, although I am grateful to him for saving your and my lives, I still cannot completely dispel my doubts about him. Better check him out secretly. I'll have a portrait of him drawn for you."

Mo Yuan cupped his fists and responded, "No!" "That's right," he turned to look at him, "Have you found out the identity of the assassin?" No one knows them, obviously they have only been in the Central Plains for a short time."

Murong Mingyu pondered, and murmured: "Mingshuo often dealt with many northern minorities at the northern border. I heard that he is very prestigious there. With him, the number of times the Huns invaded is much less." Mo Yuan said: "Your Highness is suspicious, the sixth prince..." He looked at him with a smile, and said: "Let's secretly investigate the person he brought back." "No."

"By the way!" He suddenly thought of something, "During my absence, have the Luo family been implicated?" Mo Yuan shook his head and said, "Because they entered the mansion, there is no one other than the people from the Prince's mansion." The people in the house knew that no one would dare to dispose of them without His Highness's order, so they have been staying in the other courtyard until now. "That's good, Ben Gong just went to see them!" "

There is a beautiful vine in the other courtyard, and there is a swing under it.When Murong Mingyu walked in, Luo Hongyuan was sitting on it, swinging very high, her snow-white light gown and long black hair fluttering in the air.

In fact, every time he sees Luo Hongyuan, Murong Mingyu feels ashamed of himself.Although they have 11 brothers and sisters, all of whom have inherited the excellent appearance from their father, he often calls himself a dragon and a phoenix.But if you want to compare with this young man, it's a big difference.

At this moment, under the emerald green vines, Luo Hongyuan was only dressed in white and was swinging on a swing. She was already so beautiful that it overshadowed the colorful and beautiful flowers around her.

It's just that there was a touch of melancholy in his watery eyes, and his eyebrows, which seemed to be carefully drawn with fine brushwork, were also slightly frowned.While the swing was about to touch the sky, his head was slightly lowered, thinking about something.

Murong Mingyu signaled the attendant to keep silent, approached him quietly, and then coughed suddenly.

Luo Hongyuan immediately raised her head and was obviously taken aback when she saw him, but the melancholy in her eyes disappeared, and her brows also relaxed.

He was eager to get off the swing, but due to inertia, the swing still carried him back and forth despite his no longer exerting force.Murong Mingyu was not in a hurry at all, smiling quietly watching him who was swinging on the swing.

Luo Hongyuan was a little embarrassed at first, but as the swing of the swing gradually slowed down, he gradually relaxed, and a pair of bright eyes that seemed to glisten with a little bit of water looked at him neither humble nor overbearing.