What happened this time gave him a warning. He did not hide his weakness, but gave others an opportunity to take advantage of it. Ye Fuxun was not much frightened. He looked calm, but in fact, he almost suffered cardiac arrest several times.
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Seeing Ye Fuxun's heartless look at this time, Bai Yuxian felt angry but couldn't express it, so he could only muffledly apply the medicine to Ye Fuxun.
Ye Fuxun thought about what had just happened, supported his head with a bandaged hand, and thought: "Your Majesty, do you think that Zhuo Lang and Ning Lang look a bit similar?"
Bai Yuxian nodded. He felt this way when he saw Ning Lang for the first time.
Then Ye Fuxun guessed: "Is that masked man's surname Murong?"
Bai Yuxian raised his head, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then nodded again.
"His name is Murong Che."
The past two days have been spent interrogating the remnants of the rebels. These people knew that they had no choice but to confess and be lenient, so they committed all the crimes.
"When I was captured, I heard Murong Che shouting to Zhuo Lang... Ah Lang."
Ye Fuxun was thoughtful, what happened to Zhuo Lang, Ning Lang...and the golden Gu prince insect in Zhuo Lang's body? Maybe it's not that simple.
Ye Fuxun asked Bai Yuxian to save Murong Che. Bai Yuxian looked at her silently and braved the cold air to give the order.
On the other hand, some of the monks in Zhao Yan were confused. They killed Ning Lang, but they wanted to save the man behind the scenes?
"Your Majesty, could you please investigate Ning Lang's affairs? I always feel that there is something missing."
Bai Yuxian raised his eyes: "I have asked Lu Ming to check old things. I will tell you if there is any progress. Sit down and apply the medicine."
He pressed the restless Ye Fuxun on the cushion and continued to give medicine.
Traveling all the way, hurrying and slowing, they returned to the capital in just two days. Bai Yuxian first sent Ye Fuxun back to Mingyue Palace, while Zhao Yan sent the remnants of the rebels to Dali Temple. Of course, Murong Che was also sent away.
When we arrived at Mingyue Palace, we invited the imperial physician to take care of me.
In the crowded street, Ye Fuxun was hugged out of the carriage by Bai Yuxian without any explanation in full view of everyone.
Passers-by only saw the empress hiding her face in the emperor's arms. The clothes on her body were very loose, obviously the emperor's style, which immediately triggered a burst of endless reverie...
Although Wu Xin deliberately concealed the past when Ye Fuxun was captured, he did not hide it from Bai Ling'er. Bai Ling'er is also busy looking for traces of Ye Fuxun these days. Now she has learned that Ye Fuxun and Bai Yuxian have returned.
Jing, hurriedly rushed out of the palace gate and headed towards Mingyue Palace.
Just now she opened the curtain of the carriage and saw this ambiguous scene. Even though she had always been informal, she couldn't help but blush with embarrassment.
The maid on the side muttered in a low voice: "The emperor and your empress are really in love."
Bai Ling'er smiled, looking at it like this, Ah Xun must be fine, and the relationship between the two seemed to have improved a lot.
She followed the carriage and entered the Mingyue Palace. When Bai Yuxian saw her, she just said, "Imperial sister."
Bai Ling'er snorted coldly: "I can't protect the person next to me. It's embarrassing."
Rarely, Bai Yuxian did not refute, lowering his eyes and said: "There will be no next time."
Ye Fuxun came out after washing up. When he saw Bai Ling'er, he felt much better. The two of them sat down together. Bai Yuxian left after seeing this. He couldn't say anything if he stayed here anyway.
Ye Fuxun and Bai Ling'er chatted for a long time, and Bai Ling'er left after seeing that Ye Fuxun was safe and sound.
After sending Bai Ling'er away and returning to the house, Xiao Yu rushed over and said softly: "Madam, that Murong Che woke up. When he woke up, he asked where Ning Lang was. Brother Wu Xin told the truth, and this man wouldn't
Eat or drink..."
Ye Fuxun thought about what Bai Yuxian had said to her after she came back. His eyes darkened and he ordered: "I'll go take a look. You go and call Zhuo Lang."
Xiao Yu followed the order, Ye Fuxun walked into the side hall, and Murong Che lay on the bed, staring at the roof.
The maid on the side was holding porridge and was at a loss. When she saw Ye Fuxun and was about to salute, Ye Fuxun shook her head and signaled her to be quiet.
The maid gently placed the tray on the table aside and withdrew.
Ye Fuxun stepped forward and took a closer look at the man who kidnapped him.
The two thin eyebrows press the eye sockets and stretch gracefully. The deep sunken eye sockets due to thinness seem to be only dark and lifeless.
Ye Fuxun said softly: "Should I call you, Young Master Murong?"
Murong Che, the youngest son of the Murong family who was very prosperous in the Southern Kingdom at that time, was talented and had a photographic memory. Now after the Southern King succeeded to the throne, he executed the entire Murong family for treason. It is said that this short-lived little prodigy has already
Died young in that massacre.
However, Lu Ming traced back to the source and found out some old things. Murong Che was saved by the then Queen Mother Murong Yun and sent out of the Southern Kingdom. He worked hard and planned revenge.
Ning Lang was also found by Murong Che during this period. If he wanted to cause trouble, he needed an upright and upright banner. The young prince Ning Lang was the best reason.
Murong Che seemed to be lost in memories, then his eyes slowly moved to Ye Fulun's face, and he said calmly: "Why did you spare my life?"
"Do you want to restore the country for yourself, or for Ning Lang?" Ye Fuxun said calmly.
Murong Che lowered his eyes: "The prince is dead, this question is meaningless..."
"But I don't think so." Ye Fuxun curled his lips and called out in a loud voice: "Zhuo Lang, come in."
Hearing this, Zhuo Lang rushed in from outside like a leopard and stood beside Ye Fuxun: "Master."
Ye Fuxun smiled and rubbed Zhuo Lang's head. Thinking of this child's life experience, it seemed inappropriate to call him master.
"I'll call you sister from now on, you know?"
"Yes, sister." Zhuo Lang nodded. He couldn't tell the difference between his master and his sister, but he would definitely fulfill what Ye Fuxun said.
He has an instinctive dependence on Ye Fuxun, perhaps because of the poisonous insects in both of them.
Then he looked curiously at the thin man staring at him blankly on the bed. For some reason, the person in front of him gave him a vague feeling of throbbing familiarity.
Murong Che looked at the young man named Zhuo Lang and remembered the scene before he fainted. The handsome young man's features and temperament were exactly as he imagined, as if this was how he should be.
Even though the young man stabbed the long knife into his heart without hesitation, he did not complain at all.
"Who are you……"
Murong Che opened his mouth, and a name was about to rush out of his throat, but he choked.
How could it be possible... The Ning Lang in his memory was not like this, he was a little cowardly and a little arrogant.
But the person in front of him clearly matched his memories of his youth no matter where he looked.
"What on earth is going on?" Murong Che looked at Ye Fulun, his eyes full of inquiry.
Seeing that he finally regained some vitality, Ye Fuxun nodded with satisfaction and asked Zhuo Lang to bring the bowl of steaming porridge and feed it to Murong Che.