The Crown Prince is Actually a Princess!

Murongci wished to smash his viscera, blow his head, and beat him violently.

Sharpening...

She said with a cold face: "There is no need for the prince to bother, the Ming Japanese Palace will automatically call the emperor's doctor for treatment. The prince pleases, the palace will go to bed."

Word by word, gritted and cut teeth, as if trying to suppress a huge wave of anger.

Murong Yu smiled lightly, his smile turned evilly, "Your Majesty be at ease. Don't be irritable. It is too common to cure your Highness's internal injuries, only the king's unique technique and internal strength can heal."

Seeing her angry and charming appearance, he was very pleased.

Correct! It's pretty!

My palace would rather die than let you succeed!

However, Murongci didn't say this impulsive remark, and continued to gritted his teeth, "How do you treat it? What is the unique technique?"

He pulled her to sit down on the bed, and she had to sit with her back to him, her hands tightly clenched, and the slender blue veins on the back of her hands were prominent, showing how much resentment she restrained.

Murong Yu's slender fingers flipped up and down, and then poked a few times on her back, and then pressed the palm of her back into her waistcoat, and the continuous flow of internal force flowed into her internal organs.

Suddenly, she felt comfortable all over, and the faint pain miraculously disappeared.

Damn Murong Yu really hurt her internal organs!

About an hour after a cup of tea, she felt his internal force tempt her meridians, trying to induce her deeply hidden internal force to be exposed.

His deep eyes are dark and bottomless, and the corners of his lips are full of interest. She still doesn't want to be exposed.

Not long after, he closed his palms, got up and sat down in front of the case, pouring tea and drinking himself.

Murong Ci secretly used his internal strength, checked the viscera and various meridians, and found nothing wrong, so he was slightly relieved.

"His Royal Highness can rest assured that the internal injuries of His Highness have been healed." Murong Yu said Shen Lang.

"Since that's the case, prince...is there anything else?" What she really wanted to say was, it's all about you, why don't you get out?

"Today in the Qingyuan Hall, the king's healing for His Highness is only half of the internal injuries of His Highness. He has only been healed again, and His Highness is already well." He put down the teacup gracefully, smiling but not smiling.

She suddenly understood, and she was so angry that she pressed her hands on the table, "Why are you lying to my palace?"

His sword eyebrows flew up, "No, your Highness will let this king heal his wounds?"

Murong Ci made his chest rise and fall violently with anger, is he really for his own good?

He didn't do anything this time? Can you trust this cunning and treacherous Murong Yu?

"Zhao Bi's death, there is no need to investigate again." Murong Yu's indifferent words are finalized, and no one can refute them.

"Why?" She jumped and stared at him.

"There is no why, you can't find out anything else."

"How do you know this palace can't find it?" Murongci's voice was full of sarcasm, "Could it be that you are worried that this palace has found something that shouldn't be found..."

She deliberately prolonged the tone, but his handsome face was as calm as a blue lake, pretending to be impeccable.

He stared at her, his deep eyes gleaming with gloomy sheen, "It's not a pity for Zhao's death, what is there to investigate? If your Royal Highness wants to be pro-government, he must study diligently and learn how to govern the country and the country."

Want to seduce this palace with pro-government? This is just his trick.

Murongci raised his eyebrows coldly, "Although the prince is determined and arbitrary in the court, the palace is a prince, and he does not necessarily have to obey you, the uncle of the regent."

"His Royal Highness wants to check, then check it carefully. This king is looking forward to your wonderful cracking."

Murong Yu stood up, took a deep look at her, and walked away.

She was startled, and then made sure that he was gone, then went back to the bed and lay down.

...

The summer is like ink stain, the breeze can't dissipate the pervasive treacherousness.

In a dark house in the city, a bedroom in the backyard was dim and gloomy.

In the corner, a lamp was dimmed and extinguished, and a man in a gray-brown brocade robe stood by the window, holding his hands, and a breath of forest coolness lingered in the dark night.

With a squeak, someone came in.

The person who came in was a young black-clothed man. He bowed his hands and said, "Master, she committed suicide by taking poison. There should be nothing to confess."

"Count her smart, otherwise I will dig out King Rui's bones and whip corpses." The voice of the man in front of the window was gloomy.

"She assassinated Emperor Beiyan, ruined our plan, and was considered a proper death. The Prince of the East Palace should have found nothing."

"No matter how clever Prince Ren Donggong is, he can't find out! She is dead, and the case is over."

"Yes. Master, what should we do next?"

"That song will be sung in the capital for a while, so I won't move. I believe these rumors are enough for Murong Yu to have a headache."

"There hasn't been much movement in the Royal Mansion recently." The black-clothed man said puzzledly, "The Royal Mansion has been checking the ancient kingdom of Jialan without any interruption. Should we try to stop it?"

"No. We can't find anything, and he can't find it, it's just a waste of effort." The Jinpao man's voice was low and cold, "It is not a matter of tracing the ancient country of Jialan overnight, but I believe that Murong Yu will not have a lot of things. Time to check."

"Yes."

The night became more mysterious and deep.

...

Murongci sat in front of the meal table and waited for Shen Zhiyan to make new dishes. He was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. He drank a pot of tea and went to the hut. His new dishes were not ready.

Qin Ruo guessed: "Master Shen won't do it this time, right?"

Ruyi suggested: "His Royal Highness, it is better to eat two cakes to cushion your stomach."

Really hungry, Murongci picked up a piece of mung bean cake and was about to deliver it to his mouth. A loud voice came from outside the hall: "Come on!"

In the next instant, Shen Zhiyan hurriedly rushed to the Zhu Qimu case. Looking at him again, he was covered with sweat, a handsome face was flushed, and his light snow-colored robe was stained with soot and was soaked with sweat. However, he was smiling all over his face, smiling as bright as Chunyang.

As soon as the Zhu Qimu case was put down, they craned their necks and stared at the two large bowls of finished dishes.

"smell good."

Murongci, Qin Ruo and Ruyi said in unison, their eyes gleaming, swallowing drool.

The thin snow in the porcelain bowl is crystal clear, and the color is bright. The green vegetables and coriander are green and green, and the sharp pepper is red as blood. The color matching is very eye-catching, and it is filled with faint burnt, fishy and other aromas, which makes the index finger big. move.

"What's this? Fish?" Murong Ci asked curiously, picking up the rice and the silver chopsticks to eat.

"This is sashimi fish. Your majesty eats it with confidence. The bass has no thorns." Shen Zhiyan picked up the rice and prepared to eat. "Qin Ruo and Ruyi, you guys will also eat together. Today I made two bowls, enough to eat."

Qin Ruo and Ruyi had long been drooling down when they smelled the scent of fish, but the servants could not eat with the master, so they waved their hands and refused.

Murong Ci smiled and said, "It's okay, today I will allow you to try Zhiyan's new dishes."

Now that His Highness agreed, they happily fetched bowls of chopsticks and sat down to eat together.

The fish fillets are cut very thin, as thin as petals, and will break with a little force. Murongci carefully put the sliced ​​fish into his mouth, chewing slowly...

It's amazing!

Have never eaten such delicious fish!

"His Royal Highness, how does it taste?" Shen Zhiyan asked excitedly, full of hope.

"Just one word like it!" She quickly ate another slice. "The fish smell is light, the fish is smooth and delicate, and it melts in the mouth, and the fish is fresh and seasoned just right... In short, it's amazing!"

Qin Ruo and Ruyi desperately praised after they tasted: "It's so delicious!"

As a result, the three of them hurriedly divided up two bowls of fish slices, and the four-plate court meal on the side was ignored and left out in the cold.

As the imperial palace food of the tall, they looked unlovable, and tears flowed: Why do they all despise us?

Seeing His Majesty and the others were full of praise, Shen Zhiyan smiled triumphantly, did not eat, and began to chatter: "Your Majesty knows? This is a sea bass from the river. It has no small spines. It is most suitable for making fish slices. I use a sharp one. His kitchen knife cuts the fish piece by piece, which reminds me of once dissecting a dead person..."

Murongci, Qin Ruo, and Ruyi automatically ignore his introduction and become deaf, focusing on the food in front of them.

He didn't realize that they were already wandering into the sky, talking endlessly, spitting wildly, talking so dimly, the sun and the moon were dull.

In the end, Qin Ruo couldn't bear it and took a piece of mung bean cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

Shen Zhiyan only returned to his senses. He lowered his head and saw, uh... the two bowls of raw fish slices were all clean and there was not even a bit of fish soup.

"What am I eating?" He stared in amazement, and the other four dishes of the royal meal were also cleaned up.

"Uh..." Murong cried after eating and drinking, and smiled, "Zhiyan, you either have to eat a few cakes to fill your stomach and then go back to the house to have a meal, or go to the dining room to cook a few more dishes."

"Oh." Shen Zhiyan took a piece of mung bean cake and nibble.

After tidying up the dishes, Qin Ruo offered a cup of deodorizing tea, and Murong Ci took it and drank it.

He smelled it. Not only was the snow-colored light robe dirty, but there was also a smell of fireworks and sweat from the dining room. He frowned and said, "His Royal Highness, my robe is dirty. Let's go to the side hall and change it."

Qin Ruo ordered a maid to take him to the Piandian to change his clothes. Fortunately, he often came to the East Palace. The East Palace kept his robes all the year round for emergencies.

Murongci ate the iced melon, thinking about what Zhao Bi would look like after his death. The maid shook the snow-white feather fan to cool his Royal Highness.

Qin Ruo stepped forward quickly and said: "His Royal Highness, the palace man is here to report that Yuan Qiu is dead."

Murongci was reaching out for the melon and fruit, and froze in midair after hearing this.

After a while, she withdrew her hand, staring at her and asked, "How did she die?"

"The palace man said that Yuan Qiu's body was found in the water tank found." Qin Ruo replied.

"Go and see." Murongci made a decision immediately.

Before, she ordered people to pay attention to Yuan Qiu and Yuan Fang's movements, and finally achieved results.

Shen Zhiyan came back after changing clothes and learned that Yuan Qiu was dead, so he went to see Yuan Qiu's residence with her.

After Zhao Bi died, most of the palace staff in Jingfu Palace were re-arranged by the Internal Attendant Bureau, Yuan Fang went to Liushang Bureau, and Yuan Qiu went to the handyman's room.

Most of the palace people make mistakes or offend the master, and most of them will be transferred to the handyman's room to do rough work. The handyman's house is the same as the clothing store. They do rough work. From morning to night, they not only work hard, but also eat rough. Once in the handyman's room or the clothing store, unless the master speaks, there is no hope of leaving.