Looking at the new soil on the grave, looking at the new tomb that is not luxurious and even a little simple, thinking about the dignified and elegant face of his wife in the coffin under the soil, Murong Qing was ashamed of his conscience as a knife, muttering: "Wife, it's not that he hates her husband, he wants to bury you in such a hurry, but it's just that he really can't bear to let you go and still can't live. Facing the criticism of the world, his husband did not disturb his children, because he was afraid that you would feel sad when he heard the crying of his children. That girl Xue'er is so unbearable that she doesn't care. Qian'er's husband is kind and treats Qian'er well. Yu'er and Wu Meng have always been in love, so don't worry. She just feels sorry for Feng'er and marrying the naughty disciple of Sima Rui for Xue'er. For her husband, you know that you are the most worried about her. For her husband, you will definitely take good care of her and not let her suffer any grievances. Maybe we ignored Feng'er, and Qian'er said that Feng'er was very grateful to the Queen Mother and the Queen. With her intelligence and dexterity, I think there should be nothing wrong in the future. As a husband, I can't go down to accompany you for the time being. Remember to find a good family to be reincarnated. If I have a fate in the next life, I will definitely marry you. But I will never be an official in the court again. I only have a few acres of thin fields, and rest at sunrise and sunset. I may be happier to live the life of ordinary people. When people die, everything will happen, and you will leave. The rest will be sad for the husband, and I will not accompany you for your husband. It’s not that we don’t miss you for our husbands. How can we bear to let you be alone there? It’s just that we can’t swallow the resentment of stealing women and hurting our wife for our husbands. We must make such anger for our husbands. Murong Xue doesn’t love herself, but it’s also a big blame for the old man of the emperor. I will support Sima Zhe ascend the throne so that Feng'er will no longer be angry. If Qian'er becomes the queen of the Daxing Dynasty, Sima Rui will not make things too difficult for Feng'er..."

The old slave stood aside, listening to Murong Qingliang's muttering, feeling uncomfortable, and crying. He thought that his wife was kind all the time, managing the Murong Prince's Mansion, and was respected. It was a pity that the fourth lady actually did such an annoying thing and forced her to commit suicide by hanging herself. Alas, how can the poor master lose his wife at such an age? Although he had other concubines, the master always had a good relationship with his wife, and I am afraid that no one could replace the wife's position in the master's heart.

This cried for several hours, and only made Murong Qingliang's eyes unable to shed tears, his voice became hoarse, his hair was messy, and his clothes were covered in dirt. He had just stopped.

The wind did not stop all night last night. When I woke up this morning, the sky was blue and transparent, revealing a clear air, making people feel comfortable.

The medicine brought by Hongyu is indeed effective. After a night of rest last night, when Murong Feng woke up in the morning, he felt refreshed and much better.

Sima Rui was happy and wanted to take her to the Qingcui Garden. It was late autumn. Many chrysanthemums planted in Qingcui Garden. Now it is the time to bloom brightly, like a sea of ​​golden flowers. I have been staying in the house these days, either taking medicine or sleeping, and good people will be depressed. Murong Feng had already wanted to come out for a walk. Sima Rui's proposal made her very happy and happily came out with him.

From a distance, I saw the emperor accompanying Murong Xue to walk in the garden. Murong Xue wore a bright red silk skirt and a cloak of the same color, making her skin look more delicate and her eyebrows and eyes look like picturesque. The black hair is loose, and the hairpin is drooping. As the action shakes, she is indescribable and charming. The eyes of the emperor are full of happiness and worship, just like a bird leaning on others and a peony flower blooming.

Murong Feng smiled softly and thought to himself, but she didn't expect Murong Xue to nourish love so much. When love comes, it's really hard to tell whether it's right or wrong. She has the courage to bear the reputation for this love. In fact, with Murong Xue's personality, she is inevitably willful and willful, which is loved by her parents. Maybe she has never thought about the right or wrong questions, but she likes it when she likes it. Think about it, it's not something that ordinary people can do.

"If it's awkward, let's avoid it." Sima Rui also saw his father and Murong Xue, looked at Murong Feng, and asked tentatively. After all, Murong Xue and Murong Feng were originally biological sisters, but now, one is the emperor's Concubine Xue and the other is the emperor's daughter-in-law. When they meet, they are naturally embarrassed. That's right, it's better to avoid it and not feel awkward.

Murong Feng looked at Sima Rui, smiled faintly, and said, "Why? This is Yangcuiyuan, not Nuanyu Pavilion, why can't she come but I can't come? It's not me who did the wrong thing, why is it that I avoided her? It should be her that should avoid me."

Sima Rui smiled and liked Murong Feng's clear personality, just like the best ancient jade, which was indescribable and clear, and that inexplicable purity and elegance, mixed with inexplicable purity and elegance, making people feel indescribable and comfortable to see.

"But," Murong Feng suddenly smiled mischievously. This smile was like the sunshine. Sima Rui felt his eyes were blurred, and his heart was bright and there was no bleakness. "How do I call the emperor? It's really a dilemma to think about it."

"How to make things difficult?" Sima Rui was a little puzzled, "Didn't you always call him the father? We'll just call him the same."

"Is that?" Murong Feng smiled, "In theory, I am the emperor's fourth daughter-in-law. I should have called him the father, but Murong Xue, the emperor's Concubine Xue, is my little sister. My little sister's husband is to respectfully call me "third sister". Haha, you are also Xiaoxue's third brother-in-law. What do you think the emperor calls me when he sees me? How do I salute when I see the emperor? Grandma told me not to salute Murong Xue, but the emperor stands aside. What do I do?"

Sima Rui was stunned and then laughed. Yes, this title alone is enough to make a headache. You can't let the emperor call his daughter-in-law a sister, right? But, in fact, she is the emperor's favorite concubine's sister. "Then what are you going to do?"

Murong Feng looked at Sima Rui. His clean smile was possessed by such a naughty person. It was really strange. His smile was gentle and calm. It should be what an open-minded person should have, but he was just a naughty person, but he had such a pure smile. "Sima Rui, you actually have such a clean smile, which surprised me."

Sima Rui raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly, "Are you praising me or belittle me when you say this?"

Murong Feng smiled softly, "Of course it's praise."

The two were about to walk forward, when Sima Rui suddenly pulled Murong Feng gently and brought Murong Feng behind a bunch of potted chrysanthemums. The pot of chrysanthemums was placed on the countertop of the railing, and the flowers were blooming, just enough to cover the figures of the two of them. Sima Rui's steady heartbeat could be heard vaguely, and a slightly hot breath could be pounced on his hair.
Chapter completed!