Jiang Luoyu half opened her eyes and sighed. She could not see where she was looking. "Since ancient times, money and silk have moved people's hearts. What's more, with power, money and silk are easily available. We should know that although the difference between the first and second sons is one word, in a century old family, the difference is more than ten million."

Murong Hao lowered his body and fixed his eyes on him: "you have no confidence in the two children raised by you."

After hearing this, Jiang Luoyu finally showed a little smile. She raised her hand and pinched his cheek. She said in a low voice: "children's provocation is useless to me."

After saying this, he slowly raised his head, gently brushed his long black hair, and sighed in a low voice: "well, the destiny is determined by the day, but by the people."

At this point, he seemed to have something to say, but after a moment's silence, he swallowed them again.

No one can predict the road ahead. After the robbery, there will not be any more robberies. Where should Murong family go and how is its relationship with the royal family? If Murong min's death was to be revealed one day, what changes would it have on Murong clan and the royal family?

Up to now, these are unknown numbers

He was meditating, but he heard a whisper in his ear.

"Why don't you talk?"

Jiang Luoyu shook his head with a smile, and her dark eyes closed slightly: "maybe I think too much It's still unknown whether it's a man or a woman or a Gemini. Not everyone likes the position of power. There are so many variables... "

"Don't worry. After hearing the voice murmuring in his ear, he finally took a long sigh of relief, lifted up the corner of his lips and looked up. His eyes turned from muronghao in front of him to the figure standing not far away from where he was pouring tea. He said with a smile, "yes, it's not me that should worry about now, but sleeping star."

As soon as the words were spoken, mianxing, who was standing not far away, turned around and walked up to them with a soft smile. As if they didn't know what they were talking about, they asked in surprise, "what's the matter with the emperor calling mianxing?"

Jiang Luoyu was held up by the man in Xuanyi beside her. Her fingers held the man's hand slightly, and then she stood up and patted him. With a look of teasing in her eyes, she said, "it's nothing important. It's just that you're going to get married in half a month. How can you still serve me? I don't want to prepare my own things, or embroider a dowry or something... "

When Mian Xing heard this, he thought of the man who had been rescued a long time ago and met after the end of the affair a few days ago. He also remembered the separation of the two people for many years. When he heard this, he already had a look of love and joy in his eyes, but he still looked calm and crafty.

"Look at what Nei Jun said. It seems that when he got married, he used to embroider her dowry like a woman, or prepare some rouge powder to use when returning home? Sleeping stars don't listen to the emperor

Jiang Luoyu was unable to laugh or cry. She raised her hand and slapped him on the shoulder with a bone fan: "it's more and more bold. Can you arrange me, too?"

"Spare your life, my Lord!"

Jiang Luoyu looked at him with quick movements. Hearing this, she immediately ran away from him and looked at them with a smile. She shook her head helplessly and said to the people beside her: "you see, it's hard to tease the newly married, but the newly married don't appreciate it. Even I don't like to listen to my words. I'm really upset. I don't know what to do."

Today, muronghao is also out of the ordinary. This time, he is not silent. His face is still cold and has ripples: "how can you worry about this?"

"How do you know I won't worry about this?"

Hearing his retort quickly, Murong Hao clenched his finger and suddenly raised his head to close his smile.

"Come in."

Before the words fell, Jiang Luoyu looked out of his eyes. He happened to see two servants in the green clothes of the lake coming towards this side. She frowned suspiciously, as if she had guessed something, but she was not sure for a moment: "these two are..."

Murong Hao took a look at the sleeping stars in the distance, looked at the two people who came near, and said in a low voice, "peony, imperial sword."

As they spoke, the two men had already come to Jiang Luoyu. Although their faces were not very beautiful, they were also pretty and charming. When they walked, they looked like they had martial arts foundation. Jiang Luoyu saw his eyes on sleeping stars and knew that muronghao was afraid that he was short of manpower. So he transferred someone from himself to serve him, and looked at them with a smile as they bowed down.

"Peony (Feijian), I've met the emperor!"

"The sword of peony princess is a maid and a double servant. You are also well prepared. Did you choose the name? I can't see that you have such a beautiful mind. "

After hearing this, muronghao shook his head slowly, with a deep smile in his eyes.

He shook his head, but Jiang Luoyu was more curious: "not you? Who is that? "

The words did not fall, a continuous cough suddenly sounded, a figure lingered behind the green back of the two lakes, and slowly came over It's me. "

Looking at the familiar beggar's clothes, Jiang Luoyu pursed her lips and suppressed her smile. She took an interesting look at muronghao, who was helpless. Just as she was about to say something, her eyes were touching Mi Qianqian's back. When she followed another person not far away, she first froze a little, and her eyebrows brightened up."Brother Ji, we have seen each other for a long time. Why are you two free today to come to the general's house? "

After MI Qianqian, he was accompanied by Murong Hao's younger brother, Murong Ji. Although his face was still pale and bloodless, his look was much better than before. Now he didn't have to walk around in a wheelchair, but he could walk on his feet. Looking at Jiang Luoyu, he immediately bowed his hand and said with a smile.

"I've met my brother and sister-in-law. It's like this: when my brother came back today, I visited my father, and my father called me to accompany him. After finishing the business, he thought that Mr. Mi should also come to see his brother and sister-in-law, but Mr. Mi would not come until he had to hold the sacrifice, which would disturb his brother and sister-in-law."

"It's OK. I don't have to worry about it." Hearing the word "father" mentioned in his mouth, Jiang Luoyu looked back at Murong Hao and remembered that murongqi and Murong sacrifice had finally opened their hearts since this incident. Although they were not very close to each other, they did not quite reject each other. They could not help but smile knowingly, "however, you look much better. It seems that Mr. MI is really taking care of him."

Mi Qianqian was forced to blush a little by Jiang Luoyu's words and his slightly restricted eyes. Subconsciously, he looked at Murong sacrifice beside his body. His eyes seemed to have expectations, but he seemed to have some feelings. However, Murong Ji didn't realize the deep meaning of Jiang Luoyu's words. He simply thought that he was praising Mi Qianqian's medical skills Echoed.

"My brother and sister-in-law are right. If it wasn't for Mr. MI, how could he walk on the ground as usual in the present sacrifice? I remember all these merits in my heart. When my husband wants to leave in the future, Murong will report to Mr. Mi one by one."

As soon as Jiang Luoyu heard this, she felt bad. Before she could speak, MI Qianqian's face suddenly changed. After biting her lip, she suddenly stepped back and stepped out of the small circle of the four. She clenched her fingers and whispered, "Murong, hum! What's so great about Murong? Who wants Murong to repay it? "

Before the words fell, he had already turned to the door of hanging flowers. His eyes were drooping and he could not see his face clearly. He just walked in a hurry and disappeared after a while.

Jiang Luoyu watched him leave. The helpless color at the bottom of her eyes deepened. She frowned a little, as if she had noticed something, but she was not sure. At the moment, muronghao, with a dignified look, moved her eyes to the confused Murong sacrifice. She could not help sighing.

"This Why is it that Mr. Mi suddenly gets angry before waiting to say a word or two? "

"I don't know about it." Hearing Murong Ji's puzzled tone, Jiang Luoyu remembered Mi Qianqian's look when he just left, and his fearless appearance when he first came to Murong mansion. For a moment, he did not know what he felt. However, he still smiles and "reminds" Murong sacrifice, "but brother Ji, when you just came here, you made a rude remark to annoy Mr. Mi?"