"Miss Rong, please don't pay too much attention to it." An Shaofei said in a deep voice. Originally, it was no longer a rule for him to accompany Furong to Kyoto in private, let alone without telling Dongliu. He could no longer do more for Furong.
, the more Furong knows, the more disadvantageous it will be to her.
"But I have to pay attention!" Fu Rong said firmly, because this matter involved Wen Yimo, and she could no longer pretend to be nonchalant.
She used to have hatred, no less than Wen Yimo, but these years in Yin Yue Palace, she has lived peacefully, and her heart has slowly calmed down. She understands the path of revenge, so she doesn't want Wen Yimo to leave.
Forked road.
This matter has reached a state of inescapability. She obviously knows it, so she can't pretend not to know.
"You also know something, right?" Fleur asked again.
An Shaofei pondered for a moment, but did not say it out loud. This was a secret belonging to the Yin Yue Palace. If there was any leakage, even if Dongliu doted on Fu Rong, he would probably not let her go.
"Miss Rong, you will understand in the future." An Shaofei said, "Now it's better to return to Yin Yue Palace as soon as possible. I'm afraid the palace master is already waiting."
Fleur sighed, she was back in that cage again.
Although Dong Liu wanted to help Wen Yimo, in reality, Wen Yimo was still the one who was under control. Furong followed Dong Liu for many years and could never figure out what Dong Liu was thinking.
She seems to be just Dongliu's plaything. She does not have any position in Yin Yue Palace. If this continues, it will be difficult for her to guarantee that she can live such a peaceful life.
"I hope the ending is not what I imagined." Furong closed her eyes, then turned around and walked forward.
An Shaofei followed up and looked at Fu Rong's back quietly. In the night, her figure was undoubtedly beautiful. He clenched his fists and looked a little unnatural. Even if he was loyal to Yin Yue Palace, but
He still has his own guardian.
"Miss Rong, no matter what the outcome is, I will still obey the palace master's instructions and protect you."
But he could only say this, he could not go against Dongliu.
Furong chuckled lightly, but naturally did not reply. Her life had always been controlled by Dongliu.
Returning to the Yin and Moon Palace, there happened to be a ray of sunshine shining down. Furong's whole body was bathed in the sunlight and coated with a layer of gold, making her whole body look like nothingness.
She did not see Dongliu's figure, and she breathed a sigh of relief. She was not ready to face Dongliu yet.
"Miss Rong, the palace master invites you to come over."
Just as Furong breathed a sigh of relief, who knew someone came to pass the news? Furong looked a little pale and stood for a while before following the person to find Dongliu.
At this moment, Dongliu was sitting in the octagonal pavilion in the backyard, with a pale expression on his face. Seeing that figure getting closer and closer to him, his expression softened a little.
It's been a while since I've seen her, and she seems to have lost some weight.
Furong got closer and saw a lot of food on the stone table in the pavilion. In addition to clear porridge, there were also light pastries. Furong was slightly startled. It seemed that Dongliu was waiting for her to have breakfast.
"Sit down." Dongliu glanced at Furong, then also looked at the seat opposite him.
Fu Rong sat down as she was told. She was feeling anxious. When she saw Dong Liu's eyes, she felt even more depressed.
A maid served porridge to the two of them and then left.
On this mountain wall, there was a cooler wind blowing. Furong looked at Dongliu, who had not seen him for a long time, and didn't know how to speak.
"You actually went out while I was out." Dongliu said softly, "Where did you go?"
Furong stabilized her mind. If Dongliu hadn't gone out, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to leave Yin Yue Palace. She thought for a while and then said slowly: "I was bored in Yin Yue Palace, so I married Yangzhou, An.
The Dharma protector also accompanied me all the way."
"Really?" Dongliu raised his eyes and glanced at Furong. Because she was facing him alone, the veil on her face was also taken off. Her face remained the same, but she couldn't hide the emotions under her eyes.
She just nodded and didn't answer.
"I thought you went to Kyoto," Dongliu said, "to find Wen Yimo."
Fleur bit her lower lip and let go after a while. She looked a little pale and said, "He is my brother."
"But you shouldn't worry about your relatives." Dongliu stared at her and said expressionlessly, "He feels that his sister is dead."
"But I am his sister." Furong grasped the stone table tightly, a little excited, and the pearl earrings on her ears swayed with her movements.
"If you don't say it, no one will know." Dongliu's eyes were a little cold, "But it was also because he was your brother that I let him go."
"That's enough." Fleur's body was trembling, and she was feeling the slightest bit of coldness. It took a while before she recovered.
Furong had lost her appetite. Looking at the food on the stone table, she had no appetite at all. Dongliu did not allow her to have any communication with the outside world. This time she went out without authorization, which probably made Dongliu angry.
At this time, someone came over and said respectfully: "Palace Master, the guardian of the other side has been executed."
When Furong heard this, she glanced at Dongliu in astonishment, and then asked the man: "Why should we punish Protector An?"
The man's lips moved, but he did not speak and retreated silently.
"Because he took you out without permission." Dongliu said expressionlessly, "This punishment is deserved."
"I want to go out on my own." Furong said urgently.
"Is there any difference?" Dongliu said, "No, if he doesn't stop you, the crime will be increased."
Fu Rong's face turned green and she stood up, staring at Dongliu: "You don't have to be like this, at worst I won't go out in the future!"
Dongliu sat quietly, the expression on his face not changing at all.
"Since you have such an awareness, that is the best."
That's all he wants.
Hearing this, Fu Rong's eyes instantly became empty. Her whole body was weak, her nose was slightly twitching, and something seemed to be blocked in her throat, preventing her from making a sound.
She sat down slowly and closed her eyes gently. What else could she hope for now.
After a long time, Furong finally said: "Let me go."
It was quiet all around, except for the rustling of leaves.
"What did you say?" Dongliu's face suddenly turned cold. He understood the meaning of Furong's words.
"Palace Master Dongliu, please let me go." Furong's eyelashes were trembling slightly, and tears welled up even with her eyes closed, "I have been imprisoned for so many years, it's enough... it's enough...
...I would rather have committed suicide then... Now that I see my brother... I can't even recognize him..."