Kite falling into red dust

The mourning period in March has passed, and the palace is busy with preparations for the crown prince's enthronement.

Murong Mingyu sneaked away from his busy schedule and came to the room where Luo Hongyuan once lived in the court music workshop.

Pushing open the door, just as he walked in, he heard a "click".Looking down, he saw that a bamboo flute had been broken by his foot.

Pick it up and take a closer look, isn't this the flute that Luo Hongyuan went to fish for that day?Isn't this his favorite thing?How could he just throw it on the ground and let others trample on it?

He suddenly thought, if this is not his favorite thing, why did he dive to the bottom of the pond that rainy day?

It's almost autumn, and the climate of Dayan Kingdom in the south of the Yangtze River is still a bit hot. The lotus flowers in the pool of the Xiangxian Pavilion are still graceful, covering the water surface one after another.

Murong Mingyu looked at the pond in front of him, and the more he looked at it, the more suspicious he became.

"Find a few with good water quality and go down and have a look!" He ordered.

"No." Mo Yuan agreed, turned around and picked out six or seven of the accompanying guards to go down.

"Your Highness, the servant found this at the bottom of the water!" The first guard came out shortly after diving, holding a huge night pearl in his hand.

"It's the one lost by the queen mother!" Murong Mingyu said in surprise.

Immediately afterwards, other guards also found jewels under the pond one after another.

When the guards finally found nothing at the bottom of the water and climbed up wetly, there was already a floor full of jewels in front of Murong Mingyu.Under the shining of the sun, the jewels are so irritating that people can't open their eyes.

"It's all correct. The stolen jewels from the Minister's Mansion of the Ministry of Industry, Pinglehou Mansion and Queen's Palace are all here. In addition to the gold and silver received by the orphans and poor families in the capital, the whereabouts of the stolen property It's all clear." Mo Yuan said after carefully counting the jewels that were salvaged.

"Jewels and jade are hidden here. The gold and silver are given to the poor, but they don't take any of what they stole. What's the reason?" Really never really got to know him—whether that he is Liu Hanqing or Luo Hongyuan.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!" Mo Yuan's call suddenly pulled him back from his thoughts.

"Oh, what's the matter?" Looking back, his body was also soaked through.

"What did you do?" "The servant just went into the water to check if the guards had left anything behind. They found a hole dug at the bottom of the pool and covered it with a pile of water plants. They found an iron box in the hole and brought it up."

Only then did he realize that there was another locked red-painted iron box on the ground.

"Open." "No."

Mo Yuan drew out his sword, and cut off the lock with one blow.

The quality of the box is very good, after soaking in the water for so long, no water got in at all.

Hidden with such care, there is no gold, silver or jewelry inside, only a cloth bag.

Opening the cloth bag, the light projected inside made all the guards narrow their eyes again.

Inside was a set of clothes, a set of phoenix feather dance clothes sewn with gold and silver threads, decorated with peacock feathers, and full of jewels. It was the dance dress that Luo Hongyuan wore at her father's birthday banquet that day.

Murong Mingyu remembered the last words he said to him before he left, "Now we are clear!"

"Is that all he wants to settle with Ben Gong?" He said to himself.

"What did your Highness say?" Mo Yuan asked strangely.

But I saw him holding the suit in his hand, stroking it lightly, his eyes were extremely deep and melancholy, and he murmured: "But how can it be clear..."

In a tent on the northern border.

Murong Mingshuo sat upright in the tent, his face was terribly gloomy.

The other person in the tent was also sitting upright, his eyes following him closely.

Murong Mingshuo gave him a cold look, and said: "Father has passed away, and the crown prince is about to ascend the throne some day, what else can you do now?"

Ling Jiao lowered his head slightly and said, "Subordinate..."

"Forget it!" Murong Mingshuo stood up suddenly, "I don't want to listen to your bad idea anymore, you go!"

Ling Jiao raised his head in shock, and said, "What did Your Highness say?"

Murong Mingshuo stared at him condescendingly, and his voice was very cold, "I said, I don't need you anymore, you can go. Go back and be your Master of the Divine Sword Hall! From now on, you and I will have nothing to do with each other." .”

Ling Jiao stood up excitedly.He stood a head taller than Murong Mingshuo, in order to meet his gaze, Murong Mingshuo had to raise his head and frowned dissatisfied.

Ling Jiao, who used to pay close attention to his every subtle movement and expression, now can't care so much, staring at him as if wanting to eat people, and said word by word: "Please say it again, Your Highness."

Although his eyes are very scary, Murong Mingshuo has never been afraid of anyone since he was a child, and he hates being threatened, so he repeated it coldly: "I said, get out!"