Unforgettable Emperor’s Favor

—At the beginning of the morning.

The palace is deep, and the fragrance is wafting. Murong Yan suddenly opened his eyes when he was half asleep and half awake.

No, no incense was ever burned in his bedroom, so where would the fragrance come from?

Murong Yan obviously just fell asleep, but when he opened his eyes, his eyes were full of clarity, and he didn't feel the slightest fatigue from not having slept well for three days. He was surprised for a moment when he saw the furnishings in the hall. He kept his composure and quickly analyzed the possible situation.

Half a year ago, he vaguely felt Yu Qingjia's presence in the palace, although it was only for a moment, she disappeared. But Murong Yan still acted like crazy, asking Taoist priests to chant scriptures and cast spells day and night, wanting to see Yu Qingjia again.

Even if it's just her soul.

Even if she can't move or speak, as long as she can stay for a while, that's fine.

Hanyuan Hall was doing the dojo day and night, and Murong Yan's nerves were getting weaker and weaker, even sleeping for two hours became a luxury. Wai Chao was dissatisfied with his obsession with Taoism, but no one dared to stop him.

For half a year, Murong Yan stared at the curtains day and night in Hanyuan Hall, no, not once.

She never came back.

A few days ago, when the southwest flood was reported as an emergency, Murong Yan spent the day reviewing papers in the front court, and returned to the palace at night to wait for the Taoist priests to cast spells. He has not closed his eyes for three full days. The former imperial **** and the imperial physician managed to make him fall asleep with medicinal food, but when he opened his eyes again, Murong Yan saw a completely different Hanyuan Hall.

No, this is not Hanyuan Hall. Murong Yan remained calm on the surface, but many murderous intentions had already swirled in his heart. Even with the help of medicine, he has always slept lightly. Who would have the ability to change him to another palace without anyone noticing? Even if there was something wrong with his medicine last night, why didn't this group take the opportunity to kill him, but moved him to another palace?

What are they trying to do?

Murong Yan has been fighting for life and death for many years, killing decisively, but now he can't think of the reason. He was meditating, and his ears moved. From a distance, he had already heard someone coming.

Murong Yan slowly tightened his body, ready to kill someone in the future at any time. Then he realized that something was wrong with his body.

It was still his body, and his age was right. However, there are many wounds on his body, which are mottled in size and size, but now, the wounds on his body are gone, even though a few fatal wounds are still there, they are much shallower.

It is obvious that this is the result of careful application of medicine and maintenance. With Murong Yan's eyesight after many years in the court, it is likely that there is also soothing ointment on it.

Murong Yan frowned severely.

The approaching footsteps were approaching, and the moment Murong Yan was about to make a move, he saw the other person's face.

The person who came didn't seem to expect that Murong Yan had already woken up. She saw him stunned for a moment, and then smiled brightly like a star: "Are you awake? It's strange today, you just woke up now. When I got up, I saw you were sleeping soundly." Well, I don't have the heart to wake you up. Are you feeling better now? It's time to go to court."

Murong Yan looked at the people not far away, and couldn't believe his eyes for a while. He looked at it for a long time, exhausted all his courage, and asked, "Jiajia, is that you?"

"Of course it's me." Yu Qingjia was puzzled. She thought that Murong Yan had another nightmare, so she asked the maid to put the washing utensils aside, brought a glass of water herself, and sat down on the edge: "What's wrong with you? Why don't you even recognize me?"

Before Yu Qingjia finished speaking, she suddenly let out a small exclamation, and all the water in the cup was poured out. Murong Yan hugged Yu Qingjia with great strength, as if Yu Qingjia would disappear if he let go: "Jiajia."

Yu Qingjia didn't know why, but she still put her arms around Murong Yan and let him hold her: "I'm here."

"I've already reached the underworld, haven't I?"

"What hell." Yu Qingjia laughed angrily, reached out and patted him on the back, "What are you talking about so early in the morning? It's a joke."

"If it's not the underworld, then it's a dream?" Murong Yan smiled wryly, "I'd rather be dead."

Yu Qingjia feels that Murong Yan is very strange today. Although the vixen is always worried about gains and losses, suspicious, and insists on making her say nasty words over and over again, she is willing to give up, but today is too much, isn't it?

Yu Qingjia frowned, and wanted to push him away to see what was wrong with him, but Murong Yan held on tightly, and refused to let go no matter what. During the entanglement, a voice came from outside the Xianyang Hall. Although it was immature, it could already be heard clear and gorgeous in the future: "Mother, Father has gone to court, I'm here to find you!"

"...?!"

Murong Yan let go of his hands, and looked coldly at the little one who ran in.

—Sishi.

Murong Yan has now confirmed that he is not dead, nor is he dreaming. Even if he didn't close his eyes for a few days, at least he remembered that he didn't have any children, and even if he dreamed of Yu Qingjia, he would never give himself a child to worry about.

The ministers in the audience were reporting the important affairs of the government, and Murong Yan listened to it while meditating, and knew that the track was the same as his own before going to bed. He had just dealt with the paperwork for the southwest flood disaster last night.

The old ministers in the audience were chattering and impassioned. Today's His Majesty is so patient that he listened carefully the whole time. They were greatly encouraged, and they spoke even harder.

And Murong Yan only wanted to know one thing, why did he unify the north and south, find Jiajia earlier than him, and even give birth to a son in this world?

— noon.

The group of chattering courtiers finally left, Murong Yan immediately went to the study to look for clues as soon as he was free. His expression was calm, as usual, without asking anyone, but he had figured out the trajectory of this world within half an hour.

Zhang Wu went to Guangling in May of the ninth year, where he met Jiajia for the first time—very good, just like him. I was attacked in September of the same year, and I ate and lived with Jiajia for a month and five days - I can't tell the exact time, but the years and months match. Liao Zheng was killed on October 16. When Jiajia changed his dressing, he discovered his identity. Up to now, everything has been exactly the same as his experience.

But the things after that are roughly the same, but there are some minor discrepancies. For example, the maid who protects Yu Qingjia has changed from Bailu to Bai Rong, Laojun Yu passed away two and a half years earlier, and Yu Qingya got to know King Guangping... Murong Yan is roughly counted. Yes, the general direction of this world is the same, but in the details, there are many small differences due to Yu Qingya's interruption. And these differences are enough to make one of them live in heaven and the other in purgatory.

What a coincidence, he is the one from Purgatory.

Murong Yan stayed in the study for a long time because of investigating the past, and the **** outside reminded him several times that it was time to eat. In the end, Bai Rong came in person and asked: "Your Majesty, the Queen and the Crown Prince have been waiting for a long time in Xianyang Hall, do you want to have a meal together today, Your Majesty?"

"Of course." Murong Yan stood up, he didn't know why he came across such a good thing, after losing Yu Qingjia for many years, he came to another time and space, and met her who was still warm and innocent. Maybe those Taoist priests really have some tricks, maybe the gods have pity on him, but no matter what, since he has come, there is absolutely no way to let him go.

His Jiajia, his family, his dream life.

No, he didn't dare to ask for extravagance even in his dream, he would marry Jiajia, and they would live together day and night and grow old together. Everything that he owns in this world is what he once felt greedy even in his dreams.

Thinking of this, Murong Yan's dissatisfaction with his other self heightened.

- Not yet.

That annoying little ghost is finally willing to go to sleep, oh yes, that annoying little ghost is called Murong Xuan.

From the beginning to the end, Murong Yan looked at Murong Xuan with the eyes of sizing up a spy, and Murong Xuan would stare back without showing any weakness when Yu Qingjia was behind his back. After Murong Xuan lingered to sleep, Yu Qingjia looked at Murong Yan and patted him lightly: "What are you doing, why are you looking at Xuan'er like that!"

Murong Yan snorted without smiling, and asked again: "Why did you give birth to him in the first place?"

Yu Qingjia glared at him angrily when he heard such words: "How dare you say that! In front of Xuan'er, don't say that again!"

Sure enough, Murong Yan was sure that he still doesn't like children in this world. Most likely it was a miscalculation, an accident happened.

It's so annoying, he just met Jiajia, and he hasn't spent the bridal chamber with Jiajia, the newlywed life, why should he give his son to him?

- Shen Shi.

Jia Jia was dealing with palace affairs, so he resolutely ignored him, Murong Yan could only patiently read the documents and approve the papers.

Murong Yan silently wrote down the people who came to report the palace affairs today, and will transfer them away tomorrow. This wave of servants and maidservants had left, Murong Yan hadn't spoken yet, and the female relatives came to greet Yu Qingjia.

Murong Yan broke a pen with a calm expression. He wrote a few names on the paper. Tomorrow, all the men in these mansions, regardless of their official positions, will be demoted.

—You hour.

The female relatives who came to pay their respects always felt chills in their backs for no reason. They heard that His Majesty was there, so they didn't dare to sit any longer, and left after a while.

Murong Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to hug Jiajia back when Murong Xuan ran out with a bang, and Fei dragged Yu Qingjia to accompany him to read.

Murong Yan's gaze could almost kill people, he was sure that this little brat was also staring at the front hall, seeing that Yu Qingjia was free, he immediately ran out to seize the opportunity. It's a shame that he is the king of a country. Children can lose face and demeanor, but he can't.

Murong Yan sighed, the child was really annoying.

— Xu time.

Murong Yan intimately and lovingly "accompanied" Murong Xuan to recognize characters and read books. Yu Qingjia was very satisfied that the father and son could finally get along well, and laughed several times during dinner.

Murong Yan watched Murong Xuan climb up the pole, excused himself that he couldn't hold the chopsticks, and asked Yu Qingjia to feed him.

Murong Yan laughed and said: "No need, bring him here, I'll feed him myself."

—Haishi.

The whole day, Murong Yan showed a sincere smile only at this moment. He had been waiting for this moment for too long, in the dead of night, Murong Xuan went back to his bedroom to rest, the palace door was locked, only him and Jiajia were left in the hall.

Murong Yan thought of what was going to happen in a while, and even felt a little dazed. is this real? Could it be that he will wake up soon and find out that his day was just a dream?

Yu Qingjia sat in front of the dressing table taking off her makeup, her black hair was like a waterfall, and her eyes were picturesque. She has just finished bathing, and now she is only wearing a thin tunic, and she can see her slender back and straight white shoulders from behind.

As if being bewitched, Murong Yan approached slowly. He thought to himself, even if he was told that there was an abyss in front of him at this moment, and that he would die if he got close, he would be willing.

This is a beauty that he dare not even dream of.

As soon as Murong Yan approached, she could smell the fragrance of hair and body fragrance from Yu Qingjia's body just out of the bath. There is nothing better than this to ecstasy incense in the world and kill people's lives.

Yu Qingjia didn't pay attention to the situation behind her. While combing her hair, she asked, "What's wrong with you today? I always feel that you are not like the usual you."

At this time, Murong Yan had already walked behind Yu Qingjia. As soon as he lowered his head, he saw a white gully looming under the thin collar.

Yu Qingjia had just put down the comb, without pulling her hair back, and was suddenly picked up.

"Ah, what are you doing! Why is it so sudden!...Take it easy..."

— ugly time.

Yu Qingjia was extremely tired and fell asleep, her cheeks were flushed, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes. Murong Yan looked at her for a long time, thinking over and over again, how could he be so favored by the heavens?

He didn't dare to sleep, as if there were countless forces rampaging in his body. Murong Yan quietly left Xianyang Hall, walked aimlessly in the moonlight, calming down the joy that fell from the sky, and the fear of being found again.

Unknowingly, he walked to Linde Hall. This is the palace where the prince lives, in other words, it is the residence of Murong Xuan.

How could he come to such a place?

Murong Yan was about to leave when suddenly he narrowed his eyes and saw something in the shadow of the tree.

Murong Xuan raised his head and was not surprised to see that it was his father. At this time, all parts of the palace were locked, and there were patrolling servants everywhere, but no one was surprised that the father and son saw each other under the moonlight.

Murong Xuan looked up at Murong Yan, with deep depression and trembling in his eyes: "Father, Auntie gave me a white rabbit to cultivate my patience. I can't bear the urge to strangle it, what should I do?" ?”

Murong Yan was silent, and after a long time, he stretched out his hand to cover the top of Murong Xuan's head: "I used to be like this when I was a child, I always wanted to destroy the world. But I won't anymore."

Murong Xuan's eyes lit up: "How did you do it?"

"Because I met your mother."

"Xuan'er, when you meet the person you want to protect with your life, you are willing to protect the world."

——"The Emperor's Grace Is Difficult to Dispel", the end of the episode.