Walking wildly, Murong Yan arrived at the Heyuan without realizing it.

The cold water in Canglan Pool is sad, and the night wind in early winter is filled with a few sharp traces of sharpness, whistling by.

"Don't be anxious Wan'er, the real murderer will be executed soon. I will definitely give Lie a justice! You can rest in peace under the sacred springs."

Without the hesitation that the Mu Guests thought, there is no need to make a decision. Putting aside those complicated concerns, as the commander of the First Army, if he cannot avenge the unjustly death of heroes, what kind of face will he still stand in front of the army in the future?

The wind whimpered, the robe swelled, and the hair stroked the god-like eyebrows and eyes. Murong Yan turned around resolutely.

After midnight, everything was silent. After leaving the Lotus Garden, Murong Yan stepped up and stepped into Qiyue Pavilion. When he saw the warm light in the window lattice, he took a slow step.

Caiwei had long been used to keeping a door at night. Now she watched the prince come in and knew that there was no need to go in and report it. She brought her little girl to the door and went to the payroll room beside her to rest.

Murong Yan pushed the door open alone, and the inner bedroom was warm and the shadowy curtain was alone under the lamp, and he had already fallen asleep on the table.

With a big skirt outside, Murong Yan sat next to Qianxi. A layer of mist floated in front of him under the candlelight, nothingness and light breathing, and the fragrance of the wild orchid and musk made him feel at ease.

The palms were faintly brushing Qianxi's black jade-like temples, and Murong Yan's softest part felt slightly palpitations. Only when he had truly lost them can he realize that his heart was as if he was dead and dead. How could he let go of Qianxi like this in front of him...

It seemed that someone could feel that Qianxi's long eyelashes trembled and she woke up with her eyes open. Looking at Murong Yan's handsome face looked at herself with a little tiredness, she couldn't help but smile, as bright as peach blossoms in March, as bright as spring.

"The prince is back."

The most ordinary sentence, like a magical hand, soothes the palpitations. Fortunately, she is by my side, which is so good... Murong Yan held the plain hand that was on the edge of the table, pulled the person to his knees and looked at her intently.

"Why, is there any flowers on Xi'er's face?" He pretended to stroke his face with his hands, Qian Xi teased casually, how could she not see Murong Yan's tired face?

"Yeah, it looks very good." Murong Yan encircled her arms, and she still looked at her deeply without a moment.

Do you have to ask those questions?

Ask her where the human skin picture she exposed from behind the Rat, or, ask her where the evil spirits are? Is it Qianxi or Bai Wan...

The eyes are distant and shallow, and nothing matters.

The most important thing is that he wants her! Just like now, his hands are hot, his heart is beating, he will laugh when he is happy, and he will cry when he is annoyed. Every night, when the people are quiet, the two of them hold the candle in the west window, and she sits leaning on his knees, with her head and eyebrows, white teeth and bright eyes, and smiles at him.

The decisive decisiveness learned on the battlefield made Murong Yan easily divide the chaotic things into two parts: first, the late princess Wan'er has passed away; second, bright and beautiful, Qian Xi, who lives by his side, is his concubine.

Even if the truth is not the case, he will protect this answer well. No matter how strange the power is, he will not change it!

With his jade fingers, Qian Xi caught the familiar eyebrows and eyes, and a sharp flashed through: "Prince, are you worried about something?"

She pulled down her hand and kissed her lips gently. Murong Yan seemed to be casual and sighed: "Meng Ben has sent another letter to the Yushan Gold Mine."

No wonder I came back so late. Could it be that the case has made progress? Qianxi's sleepiness disappeared, her bright eyes flashed, and her eyebrows were full of sassy.

Yes, she used to be like this, looking extremely smart, stubborn and tough, but now in Murong Yan's eyes, she looks like a cat with her little claws exposed and fur-fried.

After stroking her slender waist, Murong Yan added: "The Loujia private gold mining incident is undoubtedly the case. The case will be decided soon. The Lou family will be exiled to Heihe City next to serve hard labor. Like the night attack that night, it will not happen again."

Qian Xi blinked. She was in the royal palace and rarely went out. Murong Yan meant to tell herself indirectly that Bai Yu would no longer be in danger? So, except for the case of the Lou family, has Xiao Tuofeng's investigation progressed?

Thinking of Rong Niang's plea, Qian Xi reluctantly suppressed her questions and closed her eyebrows: "It's so good. If my mother knew that Lou's family was punished, her elder brother's long-cherished wish would have been fulfilled, and she would definitely be comforted."

Seeing that she was insincere, Murong Yan teased her more and more: "But Meng Ben also said that the mountains were blocked by heavy snow in the northwest. I am afraid that my king's trip to Yushan will be postponed."

Qian Xi nodded slightly, leaned on Murong Yan's shoulder, and said softly: "It's difficult to walk, it's winter again, it's better to go when the weather is warm."

Murong Yan was immediately surprised.

Fortunately, he no longer struggled. He speculated about Qian Xi's incomprehensible thoughts and helped her face up. He said warmly: "Now there is no prefect of Zhuo County, everything is under the control of Meng Ben. You don't need to worry. I will definitely let the truth about the battle at Lumen Pass be revealed to the world. Besides, you are weak and may not be able to stand running like that."

In the past, Murong Yan was worried that the case was complicated and planned to go to Yushan to investigate in person. However, Luo Jietian, who was accidentally arrested, restored the truth of the matter one by one like uncovering the answer to the mystery.

Now, finding the proof and the upcoming game with Emperor Hui and Qin is what he is most worried about and the most critical thing.

Qianxi also knew that Meng Ben was his father's old friend, a heroic general who now commanded 200,000 troops. He controlled Zhuo County. Even if Murong Yan appointed him to investigate Xiaotuofeng, Qianxi felt that he could trust.

But she didn't know why Murong Yan was so open and honest today. Did he no longer mind using Bai Yu's name to pay attention to the cause of his father Bai Zhuo's death? Or...

The beautiful big eyes were full of agile, and the eyes could not be suppressed from patrolling Murong Yan's face.

Murong Yan smiled lightly, then pinched her pointed jaw and kissed her slightly opened lips because of doubt.

The falling lips were originally extremely light, just like picking dewdrops from flower petals, but the breath was tangled with mist. Murong Yan's bright eyes suddenly became dark and deep.

He was slightly tired between his eyebrows, but he was still focused on kissing her face. Qian Xi knew that he was worried, and remembered the day when he was unwell and said that he would be worry-free if he had her. When he felt warm, he climbed up to his warm neck and deepened the kiss.

It was a moment of tragic love and was not seen for a whole day, both of them were a little anxious.

Qianxi was covered with Xiangfei's sleeping clothes, and she only wore a piece of fur outside. Murong Yan looked for the belt to be opened, and Qianxi's soft body fell into his arms.

The big palm penetrated through the gap in the collar of the clothes and covered the pair of increasingly plump nephrite. Murong Yan saw her big eyes moist and confused, and immediately her body burned like fire. She untied her clothes and kissed her from Qian Xi's warm neck.

The candlelight is soft, and a bright red rouge mole on the delicate collarbone is enchanting and fresh, and looks like a blood bead from a distance.
Chapter completed!