Let him die

The man wore a dark blue embroidered brocade robe with dark patterns, which suppressed his eerie aura, but seeing his eyes still made people feel a bit bloody.

"Your Majesty of her." Behind him, a pale-faced man, who appeared to be a eunuch, whispered.

The gaze of the man on the ground instantly condensed, and the cold aura on his body was like a drawn sword, radiating uncontrollably, he bent down and picked up a small piece of cloth on the ground.

"Fudde, check it out. Concubine Lu has been in this forest just now." The man's voice was low, but seemed to be mixed with a touch of cold, so cold that people did not dare to look at him.

"Yes, Emperor," Fude replied quietly, leaving the grove with his head bowed.

The person next to the dry well is none other than Mo Rongzhan, who made the intention to come to Baihuahuan to enjoy the flowers. He remembered what happened at the flower viewing party that year. He went back to the old place, but for some reason, he always felt a little regretful in his heart.

Obviously, he had discovered that the girl was Lu Shuang'er. He loved her, but he always felt something was missing. Shuang'er didn't seem to like talking about that day, and even he forgot the secret code between the two of them.

He said that he was young at the time, so he couldn't remember.

Maybe he can't remember, he should be nine years old.

Mo Rong frowned. Although he couldn't see what the girl was like at the time, he thought she was six or seven years old at most. How could he be nine?

Not knowing what he was thinking, Mo Rongzhan jumped into the dry well, which caught him at the time and blinded him, but now it is no longer a problem for him.

In the dry well, there was a wooden box that had been broken in half with some broken steps inside. Mo Rong Zhan's eyes sunk slightly and he collected all the rags.

The fabric is brocade, and the color does not look like in recent years, he gathered the rags in his hands and brought her a fountain that changed his expression.

Tender!

"My nickname is Yaoyao."

The sweet and soft voice of the girl sounded in his ears, she lowered her head and stared at the words on the pieces of cloth. Is this what she left behind? Why was it torn to pieces?

There is no stain on the pieces of cloth, it should not have been long after being thrown away.

Mo Rongzhan immediately jumped out of the dry well and out of the forest quickly, who was he? Who was he now he?

He walked through the forest, but did not see a single figure, he clenched his fist and a doubt slowly floated in his heart.

If he didn't see the word Yao, he almost forgot, the girl has a nickname called Yaoyao.

Lu Shuang'er never said that she had a nickname.

"The emperor, the slave just asked carefully. The concubine has always been there to enjoy the flowers, and she has never been here." Fudde has already returned, and upon seeing Mo Rong Zhan Yin's face, he left with a heart in his heart. come.

Mo Rongzhan confessed in a cold voice, "Look, who's been to the grove just now."

Fudde was busy promised, but he was secretly bitter. Why did the emperor have such a soft spot for this small forest? When the emperor was King Qin, he would come here from time to time, as if he was waiting for someone. .

What impressed Fudde most was that when King Qin got married, he left his young wife just married to him and sat alone in the forest all night.

Mo Rongzhan turned his head and picked up the wooden box from the dry well. He looked for it carefully and found no other pieces of cloth. He then he left with a calm face and placed the pieces of cloth in her hands in the torn box. Ask the dark guard to find out what year the torn cloth was born.

"Go, go enjoy the flowers." Mo Rongzhan's expression has returned to normal, but the ice under his eyes seems to be colder again.

Fudde, who has been with him for many years, sighed in his heart. The emperor didn't seem to smile since he was a child. When he met the imperial concubine earlier, he could still see tenderness on his face, but these two days seemed to return. Once upon a time.

However, at least the imperial concubine is already special to the emperor. Unlike the former Queen Qin, Fu would sigh again at the thought of Princess Qin. Due to the blood feud between the emperor and the Ye family, she was also willing to marry. the Ye family at that time. Her daughter, you can see how deep the emperor's intrigue runs.

Just when Fudde was immersed in the voice of various memories, Mo Rongzhan had already reached the chrysanthemum forest, and Lu Guifei, who was surrounded by the crowd, saw the standing figure and a bright smile appeared on her face.

"Emperor, why are you here?" He greeted her and bowed his knees.

Mo Rongzhan looked at the female relatives before lowering her eyes to look at Lu Shuang'er, "I haven't been to Bai Huayuan in a long time and I want to come here to enjoy the flowers."

Lu Shuang'er covered her mouth and smiled, "I thought the emperor was with some adults there."

Today, in addition to the ladies of the family in Kyoto, there are also gatherings of men from the other side, who in addition to admiring the flowers, will also go hunting in the nearby hills.

"I will walk with you," Mo Rongzhan whispered, showing his special affection for Lu Shuang'er.

None of the young women present felt envy.

This scene fell before the eyes of other people in the bamboo shed. Princess Liuhua almost reddened her eyes from her jealousy. She could no longer stay still, and immediately she got up and walked over, wanting to behave better in front of Mo Rong Zhan.

Ye Zhen naturally saw Mo Rongzhan as well. Although the distance was a bit far, she could still see him clearly. Her soul was by her side for two years, and his appearance had already been deep in her mind.

It is not much different from when he was a child, except that his aura is more calm and convergent. Those long, narrow eyes contain coldness and sharpness. His thin, light lips still don't have a smile. Sharp and angular contour. He is so handsome that he suffocates. Slender, tall, but not rugged in body, he is like a sword placed in a sheath, exuding an aura of heaven and earth arrogance while being alone and independent.

"Seeing that concubine Lu is so favored, does he envy you?" Suddenly, someone next to her spoke with contempt.

Ye Zhen was shocked. She turned around and realized that he was Mr. Shan. The corner of Ye Hao's mouth let out a small smile, his eyes were slightly cold and she looked at the tall figure walking with his hands behind him. "What's so enviable about this?"

Mr. Shan raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Zhen, "There is no young woman in the world who does not want to receive such an honor, is there?"

Think, but if she wanted to be honest and luxurious, she would not marry King Qin at that time. King Qin was the least loved son of her ancestor, and even heard that he was not the ancestral son of the ancestor. At that time, how many people in the Ye family objected, she would do it alone. I have to commit suicide to reconcile.

Now how much she loved him she once, she now she hates him too much.

"Sir, the honor I want is for me, not for men." Ye Zhen knows Mr. Shan too well and knows what to say to make her happy.

She has only one purpose in her life.

As for Mo Rongzhan, let him die.

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There are no wild fruits in the dry well, but ... dear ones, Yaoyao already used his method to rescue Mo Rongzhan, don't ask me how I did it, moaning ~ Sometimes the meeting between the male and female masters is a golden finger so bloody ...