When Murong Hong came here, he was barefoot and his hair was scattered. At this time, it was clear that it was winter, and he was still wearing thin summer clothes.
Murong Jie and Jia Xinxin looked at the mud on Murong Hong's feet, which they didn't see before.
"Brother Huang, sister Huang!" Murong Hong gave a strange salute.
Murongjie covered his nose and pointed to the corner of the wall, "go up there!"
Muronghong didn't say anything. He stood obediently in the corner and looked at murongjie with a smiley face.
Murongjie a little regret, he should not believe Jia Xinxin scared out of ideas, this muronghong is a pure madman.
Jia Xinxin noticed the strange atmosphere in the room, and quickly came out to ease the way, "the seventh Lord hasn't seen you for a long time, the spirit is still so good."
"Hey, because I ate the elixir." Muronghong reached into his arms and pulled out a small porcelain vase.
"Brother Huang, this is the elixir I made. Would you like one?"
Murong Jie quickly waved his hand for fear of being poisoned by Murong Hong's "elixir".
Murong Hong blinked and looked at Jia Xinxin as if he were flattering him.
Jia Xinxin also quickly waved his hand, and his body could not help but back a small step.
Muronghong snorted, opened the bottle cap, poured out a pill, threw it into his mouth and chewed it.
From afar, murongjie smelled a strange smell. He looked at muronghong's dirty hands and shivered unconsciously.
No matter whether it's poisonous or not, you must have diarrhea after eating it!
Jia Xinxin covered her nose and her intestines were blue with regret. At this time, she wanted to see off the seven princes immediately.
"Your Majesty, don't you have a question for the seventh prince?" Jia Xinxin stabbed murongjie with her elbow.
Murongjie also covered his nose, "ah Hong, I ask you, have you ever dreamed of your father?"
Murong Hong's expression is still crazy, but he has already calculated in his heart.
His eldest brother asked him to come here for sure not to chat, so why did he suddenly ask this?
Murong Hong quickly estimated that his brother would not come to him for the sake of things in the capital, so when Murong Jie arrived at the palace, he should only have time to visit the Empress Dowager.
Could it be that It's the Empress Dowager. What's the matter?
"Yes Murong Hongju started to jump in place twice, "I often chat with my father!"
Murongjie was shocked. Is it true that his father's dream is true?
Murongjie's hand was pinched on the seat and his voice trembled. "What did your father tell you?"
"Father said so much!" Muronghong began to count with his fingers.
"My father said that he lived alone in the imperial mausoleum, so he often came to talk with me and said that the Empress Dowager also came to accompany him, which made him very happy."
"Father Huang said that he liked the braised meat cooked by Zheng Yuchu best."
"My father said he didn't bring his favorite piece of inkstone."
Murongjie almost fell from the chair first, the piece of ink stone is his father's treasure, he didn't give up to bury himself secretly.
Muronghong didn't see the emperor's gaffe. He continued to count with his fingers.
"My father said that you are not good in the palace. You are not obedient to me."
"My father and Emperor said that you are the latest to understand, brother. You are nearly ten years old and still wet your bed..."
"Enough!" Murongjie hurriedly interrupts, but it's too late. Jia Xinxin beside him is already peeking at him with strange eyes.
Murongjie was very embarrassed, "these are decades of the past, his father, his old man's memory is wrong."
With that, Murong Jie stares at Murong Hong, "don't talk about these useless things. Did your father tell you anything important?"
Murong Hong shook his head naively, "everything my father said is very important. I have it in mind. If you want to know, I will tell you one by one."
When murongjie saw that muronghong put out his finger again, he stopped him in a hurry. He was afraid that if he said that again, his old embarrassing story would be shaken out by muronghong.
"Did your father say anything about helping the people in winter?"
Murong Hong nodded thoughtfully, then began to circle in place.
Muronghong turns around and scolds murongjie for nothing. Now he doesn't know what the Empress Dowager said. How can he help yuan!