Jinguo, a hanging palace outside Kyoto.

In the past, the queen and wife of the palace were always somewhat bored in the palace, so that the emperor and the masters could come out and relax. Later, however, if some dignified people made mistakes and could not surrender their crimes, they would be sent directly to the palace, where they would spend their lives alone.

Some of the cold-abandoned princes are sometimes sent to the palace, like Muronghui, who was usurped less than a year after his ascent.

“Did Lord Lin come to the mountains today to collect medicine again?” The elegant and quiet small mountain courtyard, only a few days before a heavy snow, not far from the mountain a plain white, snow accumulation has not yet gone away, far away from the view, there is an octagonal pavilion inside the small courtyard, two men sitting in the pavilion against each other, one of which is Murong Hui, who has lived here for several years.

It is Lu who is known as the Grand Duke, not others.

When he heard Mo Ronghui's question, he smiled slightly, "The illness of the slave can only be collected in the deep mountains, otherwise this winter will not be easy. ”

Lu Zhi's kung fu was exhausted and his whole body was severely injured. It was okay to fight in the cold winter moon, but now he can only wrap himself in a thick mink fur coat with no warmth in his hands or feet.

“Looking at Grandpa's illness seems unusual.” Muronghui is now a man of the past years, probably because he has lived in the palace for too many years, he seems a little less than before, he just looks like an ordinary son.

Lu Zhihe and Mo Ronghui have been in contact for six months. He intentionally wanted to approach Mo Ronghui. From the moment he came to Kyoto, he used Mo Ronghui in front of him as his chess pieces. He had seen Mo Ronghui before. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was so fond of him, had no one in his eyes and was arrogant. He was now imprisoned here for several years. However, he did not have the madness and height when he was a Crown Prince.

Muronghui lacks sharpness and cannot be used by him.

“A slave's illness is wounded.” Lu Xiaozhi whispered that six months ago, he managed to save Mo Yonghui, who almost lost his life, before finally being able to enter the palace. However, in Mo Yonghui's eyes, he was only the dowry chief of Princess Yi and had nothing to do with all the past grievances of Jingguo, so he would speak freely to himself.

Mo Yonghui didn't ask who hurt him like this. He is the chief administrative officer from Qi. He wanted to come to Qi also suffered some suffering before today, “Are you feeling better? Did you get any medicine today? ”

“The snow is too thick.” Lu Qiu whispered that a piece of chess had been moved in his hand, "and went up the mountain in two days. ”

“What pills do you need? Perhaps...” Mo Yonghui was going to ask someone to help him find it, and after he asked, he remembered that he couldn't even get out of here, let alone help others, “I forgot, now I'm nothing. ”

Lu Zhizhi looked at Mo Ronghui calmly and seemed to have long been appointed here under house arrest. He flashed darkness deep in his eyes, "Your identity will not change, and those who followed you before will still be waiting for you. ”

Mo Ronghui's complexion slightly changed. He looked up at one of Lu's eyes and his voice cooled down. "It was not too early, Lin Duke should go back to the city. ”

“Indeed, it is time for the slaves to return.” Lu Zheng nodded with a laugh. He put the chess pieces in the porcelain bowl and slowly stood up. “There was one thing he forgot to tell the Prince. ”

“If it's not particularly important, you don't have to say it.” Muronghui lowered his voice, and over the years he had slowly forgotten his life in the palace and his other identity, so he did not want anyone to break his peaceful life today.

Lu Xiaozhi's farewell ceremony took a few steps and couldn't bear to look back, “Has the Prince heard of Lu Xiao? ”

“Never heard of it.” Mo Ronghui bluntly said that he is now trapped in prison, the news outside is that he can't even find out, let alone know who Lu is dead.

A few years ago, he had the opportunity to go out, but somehow he was unhappy and completely put under house arrest.

“I heard that Lu Cai looks exactly the same as the then Princess Qin.” Lu Zhenghui said faintly, then regardless of Muronghui's reaction, has left the palace.

Murong stood in place, exactly the same as Ye Zheng...

He remembers the woman he saw three years ago in that little forest, Lu Cai.

What does she have to do with Ye Jun...?

……

……

Lu Zhizhi returned to Yi Wang Mansion. Before entering the gate, he heard that the queen was going to another courtyard.

“Probably those two women from South Vietnam.” Luo Cheng whispered behind him.

“I'll check it out.” Lu Zheng smiled slightly. The two women came quickly. They all thought that they would enjoy the glory and riches in Kyoto. They immediately moved with a little challenge.

On the other side of the house, Zhao Ning looked at the two women kneeling in front of her with no expression. She had seen a demonic woman like them. This was what Liu Qiao used to do when she was in the guest house.

They say they served the prince in South Vietnam, and the prince sent them to Kyoto to serve.

Serving Murongyi...

Are these two girls the reason he won't come back from South Vietnam?

“Princess, the slave family is called Jinqiu, henceforth you will be our sister, the slave family will kowtow to you.” The woman dressed in peach red clothes had a fine white skin, a pair of eyes were flooded, as if they could hook people up. Although she knelt to give Zhao Ning a gift, she did not see any respect.

Nightingale drank her vigorously, “How dare you be a cheap person, worthy of the Queen's sisters? ”

Is it wonderful to think of the princess when she bows her head beneath her knees? The King hasn't returned to Kyoto for a year.

“Bring them down.” Zhao Ning just felt that watching them make her eyes hurt, even her heart ached.

She would have made excuses for Murongyi before. He may be really busy in South Vietnam. She never dared to think about it in any other way. So this is the truth.

“Princess.” Nightingale looks at her and leaves these two little bitches alone?

Zhao Ning continued to hold on without tears and said coldly, "Let the Prince come back and arrange it. ”

“Bring them down quickly.” Lizzie screamed at the people outside.

After taking both women down, Zhao Ning took heavy pictures of the table. The tears in his eyes were spinning. He didn't come back because of other women...

“He is for another woman...” Zhao Ning's voice swallowed, “Nightingale, have you packed your things? ”

“Princess, it's almost dark. Do you have to leave town at this time?” Nightingale asked hesitantly.

Zhao Ning felt like he didn't want to stay in this royal palace for a moment, "Go! ”

“The Queen…” Lu Zheng's figure appeared.