Across A Millennium to Love You

"I knew Ruier was disgusted to marry you at the beginning." Sima Minglang smiled slightly, and his tone became relaxed. "At the beginning, he wanted to marry Murong Xue, but Murong asked Sima Zhe to help him mediate, and replaced Murong Feng. Murong Xue. Sima Zhe agreed to her. As to what I do n’t know, because of Sima Zhe's mediation, the emperor pointed to the marriage and pointed you to Ruier. Ruier was really annoyed, but later The letter suddenly changed, just telling how good you are, so that it opened my eyes, and he rarely praised a woman. "

"To be honest, I really don't see that he and Yuejiao are not a pair." Murong Feng thought for a while and said, "The two of them look like a pair."

"That's because you have a preconceived impression, so you feel so." Sima Minglang said quietly. "Without the hat of the fourth prince, Jinya Zangjiao, Yuejiao would not be able to show off or sell herself. How can a tiger's wolf cave be innocent. Besides, she is Sima Zhe's woman after all, and how can she be tolerated by others. She must not be tolerated in the palace. If she really knows that she is Sima Zhe's woman, I am afraid Even his life can't be saved. In fact, Ruier is the most soft-hearted and can't bear the doom of this innocent woman. "

Murong Feng didn't make a noise for a long time. She had a big accident. She couldn't think of Sima Rui as such a gentleman, too preconceived. Even so, she still felt that Sima Rui was more like a prodigal son than a gentleman.

"Let me listen to the song." Sima Minglang smiled slightly, took the flute in his hand, and a melodious note began, just like the cool chill in autumn night, sweet and pleasant.

Murong Feng stopped talking and listened quietly.

Sweet-scented osmanthus and peace of mind, this is a good place.

Sima Minglang felt a little wave in his heart, so, the best! I like it, but I ca n’t point it out. You can talk and talk about your mood. The gentleman's friendship is like water, and he and Murong Feng are the best.

In the early morning, Sima Rui woke up. It was raining in the autumn, and it was a little cold. After washing, she went outside the room where Murong Feng was resting. Chunliu just came out of the room and saw Sima Rui. Please wait for a while. The lady is still asleep. Today seems to be more sleepy than in the past, and she is still asleep now. "

"Okay, let her sleep a bit longer, maybe because she drank some wine last night. I knew it so that she wouldn't get drunk." Sima Rui thought for a while and said, "I'm fine, You all whispered so as not to disturb her. "

Yanyu came over from outside, holding a delicate flower basket in his hand, and smelled a faint fragrance from afar. He saw Sima Rui, and said with a smile, "Prince Rui really had the intention to send a basket early. Osmanthus, for the master, said that the osmanthus in the old house is blooming well, and the fragrance of the osmanthus is clearer than before. It was picked specially, and the fourth prince may like it. "

Sima Rui smiled, "Uncle Huang is really willing. The things in his old house are never willing to be touched. Even his grandmother sniffs the sweet-scented osmanthus. He wants to pick some, but he is not willing to give it. A large flower basket of osmanthus came over. It seems that your princess is really good. Put it in the room and wait for your master to wake up. You must be happy. "

Yan Yu agreed to go in.

Outside, Sima Rui whispered, "You have a quieter voice, so as not to wake her up."

Chun Liu smiled secretly. Although the lady and the fourth prince still lived separately, it can be seen that the fourth prince is really attentive to the young lady. So go on, one day, the young lady will have a good result, so there is no need to Let my wife under Jiuquan worry.

It wasn't until noon that Murong Feng woke up. It was too late to come back last night. After listening to Sima Minglang talking about so many things about Sima Rui, it is very different from Sima Rui she knows. Habits. As soon as I opened my eyes, I smelled the familiar flower fragrance. When I saw the flower basket on the table, my heart moved. This Sima Minglang was really a caring person, but she said that he took it seriously.

After washing out, I saw Sima Rui sitting in the courtyard pavilion reading a book and listening to her voice. Sima Rui looked up at her and said with a smile, "Wake up, are you hungry? I have people ready for the meal , You can eat at any time. "

Murong Feng smiled slightly. "I'm not hungry yet, just to see you sitting here reading a book properly. I'm really not used to it. Why are you so elegant today, sitting and reading a book."

Sima Rui held up the book in his hand, "It's a book of chess, you can find it casually."

Yan Yu came over and said softly, "Master, concubine is here, is waiting for you in the meeting room. Would you like to come over?"

"Let her come here." Murong Feng looked at Sima Rui, smiled, and said, "Are you supposed to avoid it? Murong is afraid to talk to me about family matters."

Sima Rui stood up and said, "Mu hasn't spoken for too long. It's almost noon. You didn't have much to eat last night. When you fell asleep, Fang woke up and finished eating."

Murong Feng nodded.

After a while, I heard someone faint outside came in, then stopped behind her, her voice was a bit tired: "Sanmei."

Murong Ye's complexion is not too good, her face pale and slightly sick.

"Sister, why are you so upset?" Murong Feng froze slightly, feeling a little uneasy. This exhaustion was not due to physical exertion, but to heart exhaustion and despair. Maybe because I knew something about Sima Zhe's secrets, it was easy to think more and worry about what Murong Ye knew.

Murong Yan smiled hard and said, "I heard that you hit Li Fei last night?"

"Yes." Murong Feng nodded. Since Murong Ye was unwilling to say it, she didn't want to reluctantly ask, "Listen to Ruixi. Although Murong Xue acts filial piety, she saw her being bullied and being an elder sister Yes, I ca n’t bear it anymore, so I shot Li Fei. However, Li Fei was just a girl away from home. If you think about it, it ’s pitiful. ”

"In the imperial palace, there was no pity or pity," said Murong Yu sadly. "Sometimes, it ’s just weak meat and strong food. When it is weak, it will naturally be bullied and even disappear silently. If Murong Xue If you want to survive, you have to learn to think hard. The emperor is her only 'reliance'. If there is no favor from the emperor, there is no place to die, or you simply pass the day in the cold palace until you lose your head. "

Listening to Murong Yu ’s emotions, Murong Feng was a little bit sad. It ’s been a few days here. From the beauty of the beginning to the reality of the present day, it really feels helpless. In this palace, it looks like flowers on the surface, but it is actually a sore. Yimianmu.

So he stood silently.