Chapter 729

Through the secret Road, Zheng Qiang took Murong Royal and Mo Xiyan directly to the back of a rockery in the royal garden.

Mo Xiyan is familiar here.

Once she saw Murong Shen drill in and out of the hole.

Although she guessed it was a secret way before, she didn't go in.

Plus the one she saw before, um, Murong Shen passed by. She already knows two.

So under this luxurious building, in fact, these secret roads are the main body?

"Please." when Zheng Qiang saw Murong imperial coming out, he bowed again and led them towards the new shuize Pavilion in the imperial garden.

"Zheng Changgong, it seems that the direction you took us is not the Royal study?" Mo Xiyan asked softly with doubt, pointing to Zheng Qiang's front.

"Really not. Your majesty said he would see you both at shuize Pavilion."

Zheng Qiang stopped, turned around, raised his mouth and said with a smile, "it's really quiet there. It's suitable to say something considerate."

Think for yourself? Mo Xiyan only felt his back a little cold.

What does Murong Leng want to do?

She doesn't understand.

Murong Yu guessed vaguely.

The new emperor had already begun to suppress Murong independence.

And tossed the minister with extraordinary means.

The only purpose may be to burn a few fires when the new emperor takes office.

Unfortunately, the fire burned too much.

He lost his popularity.

This is very disadvantageous.

Now he probably just wants to win over the few people.

Unfortunately, the direction of his force seems to be wrong again.

Thinking of this, Murong Yu sighed and thought to himself, I hope Murong can be cold this time

Mo Xiyan saw Murong Yu in a bad mood and stopped talking with him. He just followed his side quietly and followed Zheng Qiang's guidance.

Strange to say, no palace man walked along the way.

If there were not another Zheng Qiang walking ahead, Mo Xiyan would really think he had mistakenly entered any supernatural story.

Fortunately, this section of the road is not too far.

After walking for about a column of incense, they arrived at shuize Pavilion.

It's different from the darkness of the whole palace.

The shuize Pavilion is brightly lit. Not only are lanterns on the lake, but also many lanterns are hung on the trees near the pavilion.

Mo Xiyan stood at the intersection leading to the shuize Pavilion and looked forward. He only felt that his eyes were dreamy, but he could say, "the land of immortals is magnificent and fantastic.".

"How do you like it?" Murong Yu saw the appreciation in Mo Xiyan's eyes and the trace of obsession.

This made him frown slightly. Even if his face appreciated these again, it should be what he gave, not what others gave.

Hum, he will build such a courtyard for Yan Yan when he is free. Yes, he is not like Murong Leng, who is stingy and only puts up a pavilion.

He either won't do it or he'll do a big one.

Of course, Mo Xiyan doesn't know about these plans at present.

If Murong Yuzhen built such a courtyard in the future, don't cherish Yan. It's likely that he will be happy to dance for a few days.

But right now, because it wasn't her own, she soon returned to her senses and told Murong Yu, "it's OK. These are just advantages at night. They will be ugly at dawn."

She said very easily. Murong Yu found that the love in her eyes seemed to be a little lighter.

It made him a little embarrassed.

Well, what exactly does his face like?

Before they came up with the result, they had stepped into the shuize Pavilion. Murong Leng half leaned against the cushion placed in the pavilion and stuck to the wine cup in his right hand. When they saw Mo Xiyan and Murong Yu, they looked up slightly and smiled, "seven younger brothers and sisters, you're coming."

As he spoke, he straightened up and waved to them, "come on, sit down. I have something to tell you."

Murong Yu and Mo Xiyan saluted, and then sat down beside the shuize Pavilion.

"What does your majesty want to say?" Murong Yu waved back Zheng Qiang, who wanted to pour wine for him, looked at Murong coldly and asked indifferently.

Mo Xi Yan didn't care. He just sat on the side of a man and looked like he was looking at the scenery.

"You are really not cute." Murong Leng chuckled and shook the wine glass in Murong's hand. "You should know everything? Do you need to ask?"

Then he pointed around, and finally pointed to Murong Yu with his hand holding the wine cup. "If I'm not mistaken, the head of the palace doesn't have much space, but it's crowded with the work of the three parties. Do you think I should say thank you? After all, there are many thieves in the palace. It's a good thing to say."

When the words fell, he restrained his head, drank up the wine in the glass, and staggered to fill his wine, his eyes blurred.

"You're drunk." Murong Yu didn't say anything to him. He just looked at him for a long time and said softly, "you should rest."

He didn't know the reason why Murong Leng said these words to him.

In short, since he knows that this palace is not his world, why didn't he have a good mind when he made such a big thing before?

Murong Yu felt that he had never known his sixth brother.

Yes, never.

Because this sixth brother has neither the good impression of his childhood nor the power of the God of war. Now he is not like an emperor. It is estimated that some people believe that he is a little gangster outside.

"I'm not drunk. I'm like a mirror in my heart. Ha ha ha, it's a pity that it's hard to buy a thousand gold. I knew it earlier. Tell me, if I knew it earlier, I would never agree to take this hot position next."

Murong Leng stood up shakily, threw the wine cup in his hand into the pond outside the pavilion, and said with a laugh, "but it's too late to say anything now, isn't it?"

"You're drunk. Go back and have a rest. We'll talk about anything tomorrow."

Murong Yu stood up, grabbed Murong Leng, whose footwall was unstable, and gently advised, "I won't go these days."

"You won't go. After all, I've made trouble recently, haven't you? Hahaha, but I'm an emperor. How can I be wrong again? It's obviously that the gang of slaves are not dedicated, so what's the problem if I catch them and lock them up, huh?"

"If you don't do your best, you can beat it, so that you won't lock so many first-class dignitaries into Dali temple?"

Murong Yu sighed softly, took him to Zheng Qiang and said, "you are the emperor now, and you are no longer the villa leader of Wujia mountain villa. Brother six, you should understand that the Jianghu is different from the imperial court."

Murong Leng's expression changed instantly as soon as the words of Wujia villa came out.

The drunkenness in his eyes faded for a second. The bottom of his eyes stared at Murong Yu, lowered his voice and said in a deep voice, "how do you know?"