After the shadow guard was disheartened

Chapter 33

The mist only lingered for a short moment, and then disappeared immediately.Yun Fei kept her mind steady, her lips curled up slightly: "Is it the young master?"

Chu Mingge was noncommittal.

"Congratulations, Your Highness, for getting what you want."

He solemnly kowtowed, his forehead touched the hard and rough ground, and the coolness suddenly penetrated into the bottom of his heart.

As the ending sound fell, the room returned to solitude.The breeze blows outside the window, and the shadows of the trees are whirling, casting a wave-like emptiness on the ground, the branches are intertwined, and the green leaves are rustling when they shake.

Two sharp gazes swept across his face, showing some scrutiny.Yun Fei unconsciously held her breath and arched her back even lower.

The voice in Chu Mingge's nasal cavity was extraordinarily heavy.

Why is this so?He thought that after he made up his mind, the vague and strange feeling would disappear automatically, but after he said it, there was no refreshing feeling in his chest, but it made him even more depressed.

He is going to marry someone else, and Yunfei still has this dull look, and even said some shit congratulations, could he be happy to marry Shen Zhuoyu just because of his congratulations? !

Could it be that he doesn't care at all?

The questioning words lingered on the tip of his tongue, and he couldn't get them out.

Chu Mingge's complexion changed, and he really wanted to leave, but he couldn't move his feet: "Are you really happy for Gu?"

Yun Fei nodded her head imperceptibly, and hazy mist of tears welled up in her eyes again.

There was a throbbing pain in his heart, and a soreness slowly spread in the atrium, which almost made him unable to hold back the urge to cry.

"Alright."

Chu Mingge exhaled the turbid air that had accumulated in his chest for a long time, and suddenly got up: "I have to deal with the government affairs, and I am also busy with the wedding, so I won't come to see you these days."

"This subordinate understands, and will not cause trouble to His Highness."

Chu Mingge's footsteps stopped, and the blood that had just calmed down was agitated by his words.

"As long as you know."

Chu Mingge dropped a sentence, turned around and walked out the door. The wooden door was closed by gravity, and the deafening sound hit the eardrums.Yun Fei looked at his back as he was leaving, a bone-chilling chill appeared on that tall and handsome back for no reason.

He stood up from the cold ground and endured for a long time, only to feel that the throbbing pain gradually subsided, replaced by numbness, and the shape of what he wanted in his heart had long been blurred.

Standing under the dark sky, Chu Mingge stood alone for a while, about to move, but a little dazed.

The place he wanted to stay made him restless, and as for the Jingbei Palace, he didn't even want to go.

There was a thin drizzle of rain in the sky, and the wind blowing head-on was mixed with biting cold air. Chu Mingge hesitated for a long time, and finally returned to the Hall of Lizheng.

Standing in front of the hall was a man, with a young servant beside him holding a simple and elegant paper umbrella. The surface of the umbrella was slightly tilted to reveal a delicate and small jaw.

When Murong Zhao was young, he was a well-known handsome man in the world, even if it was time, he would not bear to treat a beauty badly. Even though he is already the father of a daughter and over thirty years old, his demeanor still makes people look at him more often.

Chu Mingge squinted his eyes, it's no wonder that his nominal father would never forget this person.He was full of contempt in his heart, and a gentle smile appeared on his face: "Why did uncle enter the palace in the rain?"

He spoke with concern and sounded very sincere: "Uncle is not in good health, if he catches a cold from the rain,"

Murong Zhao heard the sarcasm in his words, and was secretly surprised.

Although there were occasional frictions between the two of them, Chu Mingge never lost his courtesy when facing each other head-on.

He is not a frivolous and superficial person, and he is absolutely unwilling to let his tongue down, and he will be accused of unfilial piety, but today he would make such a mocking remark, what made him lose his temper?

Murong Zhao lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Xiu'er has not come back, I am worried, so I came here specially to pick her up."

"My cousin caught a cold today, so I asked her to rest in the palace. I will take care of her. Isn't uncle still worried?"

"Xiu'er is now a big girl's family. There is a difference between men and women. I am really worried that she will stay by your side alone."

Chu Mingge raised the corners of his lips coldly: "Uncle's words, do you suspect that your nephew will do something wrong to your cousin?"

Murong Zhao: "I can trust His Highness's character, and I believe His Highness will not do anything to hurt Xiu'er. It's just that times have changed, people's hearts are not old, and people know their faces but they don't know their hearts."

Chu Mingge's complexion darkened a lot when he heard the latter words.

Murong Zhao lowered his voice: "Your Highness, please follow me into the inner room to talk."

Chu Mingge hesitated slightly, but Murong Zhao ignored him, brushed past him, and walked directly into the Hall of Lizheng.

Chu Mingge followed Murong Zhao into the room, and the palace servants closed the heavy palace door. Chu Mingge's voice was gloomy: "If uncle has something to say, just speak up. After talking, my nephew also has something to ask uncle."

"I know what you want to ask. You detained Xiu'er in the inner palace and forced me into the palace to confront you face to face. Now that I have come, you send her back to the mansion. She is just a girl, and everything is arranged by me , has nothing to do with her."

Chu Mingge nodded slightly: "Uncle is a straightforward person. It's just that my nephew didn't understand one thing. He asked his own daughter to do such a dangerous thing. After the matter was revealed, he rushed to ask for help. Does uncle value this daughter? To despise?"

Chu Mingge sneered coldly: "It would be great if she was really as pure and innocent as uncle said."

Murong Zhao's face was faintly blue: "Anyway, she is also your cousin."

"When my uncle asked her to help Shen Zhuoyu escape, did you think about the blood relationship between us? I guess the prime minister's idea was to ask Murongxiu to help Shen Zhuoyu escape from the palace, declaring that I am a traitor who usurped the throne and plotted against him. At that time, I will be a traitor and you will be a loyal minister on the side of the Qing Emperor, and that idiot Shen Zhuoyu will be coaxed around by you, Prime Minister Nanfeng knows what I want, and your lord is really good at it."

Chu Mingge laughed, the deep outline was hidden in the darkness, the murderous intent was fierce, and the fiery brilliance was reflected in the only eyes.

"One minister does not serve two lords, and the prime minister has both sides. His ability to cover everything is really beyond the reach of scholars all over the world."

Murong Zhao's Adam's apple choked, and his pale jade face flushed abnormally. He raised his hand, but finally lowered it softly: "I'm sorry for you."

"It is my last act of kindness not to take action against the Murong family. For the sake of you being my own uncle, I will let you go this time. Murongxiu will be spared the crime of death. From now on, I will live in the palace and I will take care of her personally. .”

Murong Zhao pursed his lips, slapped the table quickly, and said angrily: "Chu Mingge, don't forget who saved your life! If it weren't for me, you would have died in Dazhou long ago, how can you hold the power?" day!"

Chu Mingge sneered indifferently: "That's right, you were the one who saved me back then, but you really didn't have any selfish intentions in saving me? No, you fancy my status as the prince of the Great Zhou, and saving me was just a cover. What you want, It’s Da Zhou’s country. Uncle, I really don’t know whether to say you are smart or stupid.”

His words were full of irony and bitterness: "Do you think that Chu Yan will obediently obey your order if you handle me? Don't forget, he is the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He is cold-hearted. He can abandon you for the throne. And marrying your own sister can also kill my mother and concubine, almost killing me, how could he care about an insignificant relationship?"

Murong Zhao's chest rose and fell, his breathing was difficult, and his fingers under the long sleeves were trembling.

"15 years ago, you and your friends went to the Lantern Festival, and you were taken away by the Goulan people to replace the escaping oiran. At the critical moment, Chu Yan, who sneaked into Dasheng in a micro-clothes, came to the rescue. You became friends with him, and they developed over time. Out of Longyang's habit, Chu Yan showed his identity, and you still persisted, even traveling thousands of miles at night to meet him."

"You have been begging for a chance to get married, but Chu Yan gave you a blow on the day of choosing a relative."

"You...shut up..." Murong Zhao clutched his chest and gasped for breath, the blood on his lips had faded completely, and blood was seeping in his eyes.

Chu Mingge walked forward with a cold face, put his hand on his back, and injected his true energy into him.

Murong Zhao's expression gradually eased, and Chu Minge helped him to sit down: "Tomorrow I will send Murong Xiu back home, this is my maximum concession, uncle, please don't disappoint my painstaking efforts."

Murong Zhao grabbed the armrest and stared at him intently, Chu Mingge said again: "Uncle, don't look at me like that, there are not a few people who know about these old things, so I don't need to bother to investigate."

Murong Zhao bit his back molars, and swallowed the rusty smell in his throat.He closed his eyes, and regained his composure when he opened them again: "Da Zhou is here in three days, how do you plan to deal with it?"

The word "Da Zhou" poked the pain in Chu Mingge's heart, and he said slowly: "What does uncle plan to do, my nephew can only follow my uncle's lead."

"Prince Chu Cang of the Great Zhou Dynasty came to visit in person. I'm afraid he has bad intentions. The etiquette must be thoughtful, and you must not be laughed at."

"Nephew understands. I don't know what gift the emperor of Dazhou will give, and nephew has to think about returning the gift."

Chu Mingge observed the change of Murong Zhao's demeanor, Murong Zhao's eyebrows twitched twice, turned his head away, and struggled to utter a few words: "...I can take care of it."

Chu Mingge almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

"One more thing. My nephew has been interested in Shen Zhuoyu for a long time, and wants to hold a wedding ceremony with him, what does uncle think should be done?"

"This is impossible. His identity is known to everyone. If you marry him with great fanfare, what will he be in the future? Empress, or deposed emperor? You can't lock him up forever."

Murong Zhao sighed: "Let Xiu'er marry you."

Chu Mingge's eyes turned upside down, and his voice was cold: "My nephew doesn't understand what you mean by that."

"You and I are married, and the relationship between each other is more stable. From the perspective of outsiders, we are closer and closer, and we will be a family in the future. Your wish is also my wish."

"Aren't you afraid that she will be wronged?"

"I said before, I believe in your character. Anyway, you won't touch Xiu'er."

"My nephew doesn't like women, but my uncle is really willing."

"It's just a stopgap measure. Xiu'er is not very old now, so it's better to wait for a few years and spend more time with me. When your position is stable, give her a piece of paper and leave the book, and let her go."

Chu Minge thought for a while, then nodded and agreed: "You are thoughtful, then my nephew would rather be obedient than respectful."