Murong yuan's chess hand rose and fell gracefully, and a smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, but emperor Yongye was not sure. What was added to his smile, "has the father made a decision? Ye's death!"
Emperor Yongye looked up at him again. Under his calm face, Murong yuan didn't hesitate or look abnormal when he said this. He continued, "I actually want to let go of the Ye family, but it's a pity. Although Ye is a capable man, he can't be used by me after all. In that case, I don't need it."
Murong yuan listened to this, but he just kept silent and put the pieces next to the white chess left by Emperor Yongye. He's waiting.
After a few more moves, Emperor Yongye finally put the pieces in his hand into the chessboard. This action was somewhat impatient, "I'm not old, the assassin, old five, tell me, what do you want to do?"
At this point, Emperor Yongye's tone was not as relaxed and casual as before, but slightly dignified.
Hearing this, Murong yuan finally raised his head, "my son's ministers naturally want to maintain the safety of my father and Emperor."
In the words, it is still so calm without waves.
Emperor Yongye was staring at the son in front of him, the son of the more famous emperor, "old five, you have never told me the truth over the years."
Murongyuan listened, but the corners of his mouth turned up and his eyes looked at Yongye emperor. The words released by his thin lips were with a layer of certainty, "my son wants to reassure my father and let him understand at the same time!"
After hearing this, Emperor Yongye suddenly raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at himself and said this sentence, but with a school of Murong yuan.
His words were determined, but in his determination, he was relaxed and casual with nothing to care about, just as he understood and determined that no matter what he said, Yongye emperor could compromise.
The relaxed tone was not reporting, not discussing, but informing.
The conversation in the warm Pavilion in the imperial study continued. No one knew what the two father and son said, even Fang Ming was not present.
On the other side, in the Duanhe palace of Princess Shu, Murong Zhi visited Su Yiyi again, and then came to Princess Shu's bedroom.
In these two days, although Su Yiqi recuperated from her injury in Duanhe palace, she just got out of bed after a day. In addition, she came to say hello to Princess Shu every day. Su Yiqi has always been a man of discretion. Even living in Duanhe palace, she understood the whole story of Princess Shu's leaving and heard her gratitude to herself, But even if she came to greet Princess Shu, she thanked her for her care. She didn't mention the matter of blocking the knife for Murong governance that day, nor did she get more requirements for her reliance. She was clever, generous and gentle. Duanhe Palace also secretly praised su. After all, Su Yiyi's reputation among the young ladies in the capital also has its name for a long time.
Su has always been a smart enough person to know how to get along with others. Therefore, no matter what kind of mind Shufei is, she just makes Shufei feel comfortable and doesn't owe her any human kindness, so she can hold Shufei's attitude towards herself.
A modest, gentle and generous woman, but not cowardly, naturally closed the temperament of imperial concubine Shu. In addition, Su was injured for Murong's treatment. Therefore, imperial concubine Shu was more satisfied with Su's performance in Duanhe palace these three days, and she was particularly fond of it.
Compared with Su Yunchu, Su Yunchu seemed less popular with imperial concubine Shu. First of all, in the palace that day, imperial concubine Shu saw Murong Zhi with her own eyes. It was for the sake of Su Yunchu that she had those later things. She knew that her son was not like her mother, but it was also because of this that imperial concubine Shu changed her view of Su Yunchu.