Kite falling into red dust

"Stop making fun of me, I'm going to bore you to death." Murong Mingyu shook the branch of the plum blossom irritably, and snow fell all over him.

"What's bothering you? We want to enjoy this blessing yet! You just don't know how to be blessed while you're in the blessing." Xiao Langhao still smiled naughtily.

Murong Mingyu didn't smile at all, looked at him and said: "One queen and two side concubines are already redundant, so what's the use of choosing so many more?"

Xiao Langhao finally restrained his smile, put his arms on his shoulders, and said: "I know you have always had a knot in your heart, but if you don't try it, how do you know that you will never fall in love with others again? You have to Learn to accept the reality, that person is not the one you should love, and he will never come back, but life has to go on."

"At least give it a try. Since you got married, have you been with the queen for more than half an hour once? Go and see her tomorrow morning. Don't neglect the other two concubines Shu and Zhen."

Murong Mingyu looked at him coldly, "You said it lightly, so why haven't you gone to the brothel for half a year? Life must continue, but we all have to admit that some things have changed."

"Are you saying you can never love anyone else?"

Murong Mingyu looked down at his hands, "I didn't fall in love with him, but was deceived by his beauty, so I will be very cautious when facing feelings again."

"Really?" Xiao Langhao's expression didn't seem to accept his statement at all, "The queen mother wanted to hold her grandson, but she just asked you to sleep with the queen, and didn't make you fall in love with her. Why don't you refuse? ?”

"The widow is because..."

"Because of what? You can't make it up, you just..." Before Xiao Langhao's sarcasm about Murong Mingyu started, he was interrupted by the sound of footsteps.

"Who?!" Mo Yuan shouted, and immediately jumped over.

Murong Mingyu and Xiao Langhao followed to see, the lantern illuminated the man's face.

"My brother is just here to admire the plum blossoms, brother Wang's reaction must be too big."

Xiao Langhao was taken aback by the familiar voice and familiar face, and said, "Murong Mingshuo? Why are you here?"

"It was the widow who allowed him to come back to spend the New Year with his mother." Murong Mingyu said aside.

"You allowed it?" He was even more surprised. "He asked someone to assassinate you. Not only did you not punish him, but you even allowed him to return to Beijing?! Your Majesty, are you stupid?"

"You can eat food, but you can't talk nonsense, Mr. Xiao," Murong Mingshuo still had that arrogant and confident smile on his face, "slandering the royal family is a capital offense, do you have any evidence to prove that I did what you said? of those things?"

"You..." He gasped. "Forget it," Murong Mingyu pressed him who was jumping in anger, and looked at Murong Mingshuo, "At this time, you are not in the palace with Concubine Li, what are you doing here?"

Murong Mingshuo stretched out his hand and lightly stroked a plum blossom on the tree next to him, "I also grew up here, and I miss you so much after being away from Beijing for many years, and I heard that the plum blossoms in Xihua Garden bloomed particularly well this year. So I came here to have a look.”

"You watch it, the widow has returned to the palace." He has no evidence to punish him, but it doesn't mean that he has let go of what he did to himself.

"Brother Wang, please wait a moment," he suddenly said behind him, "Actually, apart from spending the New Year with my mother and concubine when I return to Beijing, I have another important matter to report to Brother Wang."

"What's the matter? Tell me." Murong Mingyu turned around and said.Xiao Langhao waited to see what kind of trouble he had with a very bad expression.

"Brother Wang said earlier that the murderer who murdered the king was killed by the Mo guards, and he saw it with his own eyes. Is it true?"

Murong Mingyu's face changed slightly, "Why, do you suspect that the widow is lying?"

"Chendi dare not," he said not daring, but the slightly raised corners of his mouth betrayed his true thoughts, "It's just that, not long ago, I happened to meet a man who looked very much like one of the rebels, It can be said to be exactly the same.”

"Who does that person you're talking about look like?" Murong Mingyu immediately asked impatiently, Xiao Langhao coughed desperately to remind him that he didn't notice.

"It's that younger brother, Luo Hongyuan."