C23

When the person turned a corner, Mu Rong Yuan immediately retreated a few steps back. When Lu Zi Nuo saw him clearly, he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, his aura was extremely powerful, beautiful, well-maintained, and it was impossible to see his true age. His almond-shaped eyes and eyebrows were bright and attractive, but his eyes were cold and threatening, making him seem very unruly and sinister.

A group of people followed closely behind him. As soon as they saw who they were, they knew that they were not ordinary people, and sure enough, the two palace maids quickly kneeled down and begged for mercy. "Imperial Consort, please spare me, please spare me, we won't dare to speak carelessly again."

However, the woman didn't even look at them and only instructed the court lady beside her:

"All of you have no sense of palace rules. Men, drag them to the Board and lower them to work in the Concourse of the Underworld. We will make an example of this!"

"Stop!"

Although Mu Rong Yuan was hesitant, in the end he still came out from around the corner, took a step forward. From the moment the woman appeared, he had been a little stiff, but now that he was standing in front of her, he slowly exhaled and calmed down. Out of the corner of his eye, Mu Rong Yuan saw that Lu Zi Nuo had also followed him out of the corner.

"Mufei, good morning."

Everyone knew that after Mu Rong Yuan was brought into the palace by Dai Zong, he was raised by Imperial Concubine Yuan, Xiao family.

Empress Zhade was intelligent and decisive. Even now, she was still an incomparably loyal and noble woman. Back then, when Empress Zhao De was still Imperial Consort Su, she had tied the Imperial Jade Seal to her belt when they were escaping together. In the face of the rebel army's rebellion at that time, she was still able to maintain her calm, at least, that layer of calm was something that Imperial Concubine Yuan could not learn from.

Lu Zi Nuo also kowtowed along with Mu Rong Yuan — She knew why Mu Rong Yuan had come out, there was no chance for the two palace maids to work in a private courtyard anymore. He reckoned that it was as if their bones and tendons were all broken and they died, so they were directly dragged to the grave mountain. Therefore, even though Mu Rong Yuan was slightly unwilling to see this woman, he still walked out from the corner of the wall.

"Xiao'er, why didn't you come back to see me?" Noticing that there was an outsider, Imperial Concubine Yuan smiled especially gently. The sharp look in her eyes disappeared in an instant, and her beauty returned.

"Reporting to mufei, I have also just returned from Peizhou. I was just about to go and visit Xian An first, then greet you. " Mu Rong Yuan said slowly.

"It's time to go and see Xian An." As he said this, his heart was unavoidably sour. In the end, he was no longer his mother, so it didn't matter if he saw or not.

Imperial Concubine Yuan sighed, thinking back to that time, when she entered the palace, she was a young lady at the prime of her youth. Originally, she was just a palace maid, but she had always been bland, and was able to be released from the palace at the age of twenty-five.

It was already a tragic loss for her to lose her womb and lose her ability to continue to reproduce. However, the husband who affectionately called her 'Little Jun' was as cold as a stranger, imprisoning her in his palace at such a time.

It was only then that she understood that all the love in His Majesty's heart was actually just a shadow he saw in her.

It took her nearly a year to regain her favor, but the Holy Pet did not weaken because she had finally taken her place. She would rather be the shadow of a previous Empress than live in the harem, rather than return to the season of the roosters and count the days spent on the tree.

When Mu Rong Yuan was sent to the palace by her majesty, she immediately asked her majesty to help her. Initially, he was also heartbroken because of the pain he felt, but later on, he gradually became a tool to win over his favor. He was not his own child, so when he used him, he was not soft-hearted at all.

When Mu Rong Yuan was seven years old,he was in a high fever. In order to wait for the king to come, she had to endure for three days, his face was pale white, flushed red, then pale white again. His dry lips seemed colorless, and a few palace maids who could not bear to watch any further and did not dare to plead for mercy knelt by his side.

However, this was only the day that she had to reflect on her grievances. Later on, she continued to immerse herself in the glory and splendor of the world. She calculated and calculated, and along the way she advanced to imperial concubine, she felt that using her grievances this way was the right choice.

All these years, Mu Rong Yuan had grown, and the ideas of using his to win over others could not be completely fulfilled. As for the injuries that Mu Rong Yuan had suffered, she could only open her eyes and close them, not caring about them anymore.

But recently, the crown prince had gotten sick, and the chance to meet him again, the relationship between mother and son had to be fixed well, there was no guarantee that Mu Rong Yuan would one day become a ruler.

Lu Zi Nuo didn't know anything about what had happened in the palace, he was only kneeling close to Imperial Concubine Yuan, feeling that her smile was a little fake.

"Mufei," Mu Rong Yuan opened his mouth and spoke with a calm voice, but Lu Zi Nuo could hear not only unfamiliarity in his words, but also the faint anger that was being suppressed within them. "These two women have only been in the palace for a short period of time and do not know the rules.

Imperial Concubine Yuan raised her eyebrows. She should have given the King Yong a good reputation, so she said: "Forget it, since I'm here to speak on behalf of you, I won't punish you too severely. Cut your tongue and work in a private court. "

Mu Rong Yuan still wanted to plead for leniency, but Imperial Concubine Yuan was a little impatient, she raised her delicate chin: "I have been ordered to assist the Six Palaces, so I naturally want to be tactful and absolutely fair, so I won't interfere in the affairs of the harem anymore."

His words were neither light nor heavy, but in the hearts of two different people, they were different. The people of the imperial palace were not allowed to get involved with the matters of the imperial court, and similarly, the imperial court was not allowed to get involved with the imperial palace.

"What an absolute fairness."

A low and deep voice slowly came out. Lu Zi Nuo felt his scalp tingle just hearing this voice. This was Mu Rong Chun. Ever since he knew that only he looked at the silk handkerchief that he wrote to Mu Rong Yuan, he started to complain about it, thinking that if he could avoid going to the capital this time, he would avoid it, but it was still unavoidable.

Lu Zi Nuo maintained his kneeling posture and did not move at all. His knees were faintly aching, but he did not raise his head at all.

If Mu Rong Yuan was said to be a warm, living spring, always wanting to bring the slightest bit of warmth to a person, then Mu Rong Chun was like an ice pick in winter.