The black-bellied prince is all over the city

Chapter 20

The spring night is short.

It was still dark, and black clouds were billowing in the sky.Murong Xiye got dressed and was about to go out.Qingcheng is curled up in the brocade quilt, does the corner of his mouth always rise when he pretends to be asleep?

"No one would dare to come to my room, so you can have a good sleep. I think you know how to leave the palace after waking up?"

"Get out—" Qingcheng turned over and buried her face in the brocade quilt.Murong Xiye went over to fish him out and hugged him, his eyes were full of evil halos.

"Although you can confuse me, I don't allow you to be so presumptuous, do you understand?"

Qingcheng moved her lips and looked at Xi Ye without any disturbance.Sure enough, you can't go too far in front of such a person, do you know when he blows his hair?

"I'm leaving." He let go of his hand, and Qingcheng fell heavily on the bed.

After waiting for a short while, after confirming that Murong Xiye would not turn back, he also got up.There was an empty bamboo tube on the table, and Murong Xiye drank it all.It's just...he doesn't understand the meaning of not forgetting.

If he had added poison to his memory, would he be able to see it based on his experience?

Qingcheng rushed up to the eaves, and disappeared into the palace in the faintly bright sky.

It's boring to come here in the morning, Murong Xiye didn't rest well at night, and his body is still a little sore.As soon as he entered the Qingyuan Hall, he began to doze off. The minister's performance was so boring that he couldn't hear anything clearly in a daze.until a voice came——

"I don't know if the emperor has considered the proposal made by the minister a few days ago?"

"The major general insisted on coming in, but the slaves couldn't stop him..." The guards in front of the door bowed their heads in a panic and pleaded guilty, and Emperor Jinyun waved his hand.

Although Yang Qiyue is the daughter of a general, Major General Yunguo, but because she is a woman, she is not one of the ministers who can enter Qingyuan Hall to discuss matters.Now she actually barged in swaggeringly, and said it was her own marriage.

Emperor Jinyun took a meaningful look at Murong Xiye. The previously lazy person was now very sober, and his eyes fell on the heroic woman in military uniform.

Deep disdain.

He frowned, "Qiyue, you are so rude early in the morning, I am very angry. But since you have hated marriage for so long, and finally found a spouse by yourself, I really can't object. But I can't be alone It’s up to Yang Aiqing to make the decision.”

Yang Yi's face was dull, and he was silent for a while. The surrounding ministers whispered, which made his forehead bulge.

"Yang Aiqing?" Emperor Jinyun asked again on purpose.

Yang Yi closed his eyes tightly, and the hall became silent for a moment, and everyone listened to their breathing, wondering what answer the general of Yunguo would give Emperor Jinyun.

Murong Xiye naturally understood why Yang Qiyue appeared here - Yang Yi would definitely not agree to this marriage, Qingcheng's identity was one of the reasons, and he probably knew his relationship with Qingcheng, so he dared not agree.

Yang Qiyue can only restrain her father in front of Emperor Jinyun on such occasions.In private, she didn't dare to disobey Yang Yi's decision, but it doesn't mean she won't find other ways to fight back.

Even though Emperor Jinyun teased her in that tone, she was still a general, neither humble nor overbearing.She was completely different from the little girl standing in front of Qingcheng.In fact, everyone is like this. Only in front of the person who has given his heart will he have nothing to hide and no reservations.

"My minister thinks that the actor's status is too low. Although I am not of high status, I am the general of Yunguo. Letting an actor enter the gate of the general's mansion, wouldn't it be a joke for the world to see me?" Yang Yi said. The tone is calm, but the hidden sullenness is felt by everyone.

However, Murong Xiye has always understood Murong Fenglin's thoughts, this is his chance.His eyeliner must have told him long ago that Qingcheng is not a simple existence for Xi Ye.However, Yang Yi's daughter must marry Qingcheng.

His two thorns in the eyes, the contradiction deepened again.

Sure enough, the corner of Murong Fenglin's mouth twitched, "Aiqing's words are wrong. Since two people are in love, what reason is there to stop it? I never want to be a person who is not beautiful. But Aiqing despises the other party's background, I Naturally, I can't force you. Qiyue, look, it's not that I don't agree with you, right?"

Yang Yi's face turned pale, and Emperor Jinyun kept his words hidden. He has walked on thin ice for so many years, so there is no need to fall here.She knows Qiyue's temper very well, and it's hard for her to give up until she achieves her goal.

The only one who couldn't explain it was Murong Xiye.At this moment, he didn't dare to turn his head to see the expression on Murong Xiye's face.A smart person like him must know his helplessness.He knelt down on the ground with a "plop", "I don't dare to disobey the emperor's kindness. Please ask the emperor to marry my daughter."

Having expected this a long time ago, Murong Xiye remained expressionless and did not express anything.

"Okay! Aiqing is worthy of being a sensible veteran. Qiyue, I have agreed to your marriage. In the future, I will remember Duoduo to contribute to Yunguo on the battlefield."

Yang Qiyue thanked her, and walked out of the hall in a military uniform.Yang Yi patted his clothes and got up.The order of the early court returned to normal.

When he walked out of Qingyuan Hall, Murong Xiye clearly felt a pair of eyes staring at him from behind, hoping that he would stay.But he went straight on, without stopping.

Yang Yi was waiting for him at the door.These two people who are always at odds stand together, and the tense atmosphere is inevitable.

"No need to say more. This king understands the difficulty of the general." After whispering, the other party looked much more relaxed.When he spoke again, it was full of irony. "This king really wants to congratulate the general on getting the son-in-law of Chenglong Kuai. You must send the invitation to my mansion. Even if you don't send it, this king will come uninvited."

"My lord is being polite." Yang Yi also showed dissatisfaction, "When will my lord marry my concubine and invite me to have a drink?"

The two parted unhappily.

Murong Xiye turned around and looked at the empty throne in the Qingyuan Hall, his eyes were dark.How can he give up his allure.It's just that I don't want to beg that person.

Naturally, you have to take back what belongs to you!

As the New Year approaches, the palace is also full of festive atmosphere.

Even the cold palace has a little more human touch.When Murong Xiye stepped into Lian Xiruo's room with his hands behind his back, he instinctively wanted to wrinkle his nose, but found that there was no bad smell there at all.There was still a charcoal fire burning in the corner, and the room couldn't be said to be as warm as spring, but it was much warmer than before.

"Hey, what kind of luck did you have to get such treatment!" The cold words were harsh, Lian Xiruo quietly raised his head, and looked at him with a pair of dull eyes.