Ye Xia's expression showed a bit of sadness. The emperor of the Xuan family would eventually go to the road of no return, without exception.

"Your Majesty," Chao Mu said in a low voice.

Ye Xia shook his head, "I'm fine." She walked closer to the inner hall step by step. The relationship between them finally reached this point. The childhood friendship had long been broken by his own hands.

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Qin Ying held her chin with her fingers, "Tell me, how is Sister Fu doing outside?"

"It will happen naturally."

Qin Ying's expression was a little gloomy, "It seems that no matter what I do, I can't catch up with her. Ruru, do you think I am useless?"

"How could that be?" Ruru's eyes were soft, "You have your own way, why should you stick to this matter?"

Qin Ying shook her feet, "Maybe it's because I'm here just for her."

Hearing this, Ruru looked at her with pity.

——

Mingsu lowered his eyes. The cinnabar between his brows had long since dissipated. He was now dressed in a snow-white robe, with his black hair slightly rising, like an immortal under the moon, calmly emerging from the dust.

Feng Qing sat on the roof behind him, "Mingsu, Mingsu, you are such a person," he said, shaking his head.

Mingsu had a faint smile on his lips, "For the sake of the common people, any selfish desires must be put aside."

Feng Qing raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Oh, yes, you pity all living beings, but I am just a wicked person."

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"Your Majesty, Master Chang has already set off." The secret guard knelt down and spoke,

Emperor Xuan Zhao closed his eyes, "Anything that is beyond your control must be eliminated." He raised his eyes, "You know what is the best time."

"Yes." The secret guard lowered his head and spoke respectfully.

Emperor Xuan Zhao put his hands behind his back and rubbed the jade ring on his thumb with his fingers, his expression showing a ruthless expression.

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The misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River is sentimental. Fu Ronghua is holding an oiled paper umbrella and walking in the drizzle. She is wearing a long red dress and looks a bit awkward in this simple and elegant crowd.

But it also adds a different color because of this.

The figure disappeared into the hazy mist and rain and merged into the blue-gray alley.

The sleeve arrow was shot out, and the person following him covered his throat and fell into the rain.

Jimo Beige came out from the courtyard wall and said with a cold expression, "Drag him away."

The waitress behind her lowered her eyes and solved the problem calmly.

Jimo Beige turned around and entered the mansion. Fu Ronghua handed the umbrella to the maid beside him and said, "I'm back."

Jimo Beige looked up and saw her taking off her veil. Her bright and beautiful facial features were incompatible with the elegance and elegance of Jiangnan, but they blended into it so accurately.

Fu Ronghua raised his lips, "What are you thinking about?"

Jimo Beige came back to her senses and asked, "Ronghua, do you like Shen Gong?" For some reason, she suddenly asked a somewhat stupid question.

However, she desperately wanted to know.

Fu Ronghua was stunned, "Of course I like it." She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covering her expression.

Jimo Beige shook his head when he heard this, "No, people like you shouldn't be trapped in the deep palace."

Fu Ronghua was speechless, "What kind of person am I?"

Jimo Beige pursed his lips, "I don't know."

Fu Ronghua patted her shoulder lightly, "Beige, no matter what path you choose in this life, you have to go on it. If I leave that place, I will never be able to get what I want."

She turned around and sat down, "I long for freedom, but I know very well that I will never get it."

Jimo Beige sat opposite her, "I know, I just felt a little emotional suddenly."

Fu Ronghua picked up the tea and took a sip, "Xie family, is there any news?"
Chapter completed!