Murong Jue brought some people with him when he left the palace today. Yesterday when he went to Bailin Valley alone, he had found Shui Furong's residence, but he had not seen her figure after waiting for a whole day.
He planned to go there again this morning, hoping to gain something today.
Qingcheng, who stayed in the palace, did not stay in the room all the time. She also got up not long after Murong Jue left.
Qingcheng went to the Flower Dance Hall to have a meal. Hua Ying was also there at that time. The two of them looked at each other and smiled after meeting.
"Princess, your Majesty, I will send you to His Majesty the Seventh Prince's house first. He said that after the dinner, he will go back to pick you up in person!" Manager Li stood on one side and reported back. Murong Jue had already told him when he left, and he was equally charming.
Went to attend the cod fish banquet hosted by Murong Lie.
"I know, you go down and get ready first!" Qingcheng replied softly, thinking that Murong Jue would come back earlier tonight.
"Yes!" Manager Li replied succinctly, and then retreated!
"Do you want to go out too?" Hua Ying on the side asked Qisheng, and she roughly knew something about their conversation just now.
"Well, Lie will be preparing a cod fish dinner at home today, and Juehui and I will go to the banquet!" Qingcheng said, not wanting her to know more clearly.
Huaying felt even worse when she found out. She thought that as an outsider, she must not be among the invitees, so naturally she was not qualified to go.
"I had it when I was a kid, and it tasted really good, but I haven't tasted it for many years..." Huaying said with a smile, and it was easy to hear the nostalgia and envy in her tone!
The corners of Qingcheng's mouth also curved up, and her soft smile came from her heart. She said, "Then you might as well go with me today!"
"Is it really okay?" Hua Ying said with joy, but she was not polite at all.
"Well, you are Jue's cousin, so of course you can!" Qingcheng said, but as soon as she finished speaking, Hua Ying's eyes darkened, and her heart stirred up!
——Cousin?! Humph!
Hua Ying swore in her heart that one day she would definitely not be Murong Jue's cousin, definitely not...
After the two had a brief chat and had breakfast, Qingcheng was helped into the carriage by the maids of the mansion, and Huaying followed her to go to Murong Lie's mansion.
On the other side, Murong Jue, who had gone out early in the morning, arrived at Bailin Valley earlier than yesterday, but there was still no one in the bamboo house here. It seemed that Shui Hibiscus had not come back last night!
"Your Majesty~~~" Xingyun called him and waited for his next instructions.
"Search this forest carefully again!" Murong Jue ordered in a cold voice. He couldn't believe that he never met Shui Furong.
"Yes!" Xingyun accepted the order in a deep voice, and then started to search separately with the men in black.
The chirping of birds can be heard everywhere in the huge forest. The green forest in front of you is rustling, and some leaves have turned yellow and fall. It seems that the tranquil beauty of autumn cannot be reflected here.
Murong Jue has been standing outside the house, his sinister eyes looking at the elegant bamboo house in front of him!
When he came here yesterday, he did not go in. He was worried that he would not be able to control himself after seeing the furnishings there or everything related to that woman.
Murong Jue's heart was in torment. He hesitated for a long time, but finally took a step forward...
He opened the door and walked in. The layout inside was extremely simple, with a bed, a cabinet, a table and a painting!
Murong Jue's eyes were attracted by the scroll on the wall. It was a young man with an unusually handsome appearance. There was a casual grace between his eyebrows, and there was a trace of tenderness in his eyes. He was standing in a green forest,
When I turned my head and looked back, there was a smile on my lips...
At this moment, Murong Jue's heart became even more upset. His eyes finally fell on a line of words at the bottom of the scroll, which read these two sentences: In the dream, the lights were dim, and the cold branches were frosted alone!
Murong Jue was so wise. Such words full of desolation and sorrow were reminiscing about the past. He darkened his eyes and stood in the room with his hands behind his hands. Suddenly, a beautiful face flashed before his eyes.
——The cold branches are alone in the frost...
Murong Jue began to recite these words in his heart, and a kind of melancholy filled his heart!
When he looked at this painting, it was not difficult to imagine that this man should be Shui Furong's husband and Qingcheng's father!
Murong Jue has always hated Shui Furong because she killed his mother, but he didn't know that his father was also the murderer of her husband!
When will the grudge be repaid? This grudge involving two generations has lasted for seventeen years. It was originally settled, but as their children fell in love, the matter was exposed to the public again, which made Murong Juehe even more unhappy.
Qingcheng's willingness has unknowingly become a bad fate...
Since the mistakes of one generation are implicated in the next generation, Murong Jue could have avoided the tragedy, but after Shui Furong appeared, the hatred he had held in his heart for seventeen years was easily ignited...
He had told himself before that as long as he could be with Qingcheng, he would try to let go of this hatred, but now he realized that he couldn't do it!
Every time he thought of his gentle and beautiful mother dying in a pool of blood, his heart ached terribly, even though he kept saying to himself: Forget it, forget it, now you have Qingcheng, and you have regained happiness.
...but, he still can't do it!
Maybe the relationship between them is not deep enough. At least compared to this feud, they still need to go through experience!
Murong Jue has been very impetuous in the past two days. When he looks at Qingcheng, his eyes will always be uncontrollably associated with Shui Furong. After all, they are always mother and daughter. The woman he loves most has the blood of the person he hates the most.
blood, this fact cannot be erased...
He stayed in the house for a long time, until Xingyun and his men came back one after another to report that they had found nothing, and then he left the house with a confused heart.
"My lord, maybe she is really in the imperial city!" Xingyun said. Since the spies found traces of her in the city that day, but she was not found here, maybe she is really hiding in the city.
"Continue to send people to search for her whereabouts. We must find her before my child is born!" Murong Jue seemed to have lost his patience. After learning about the traces of Shui Furong today, seventeen years later, he could not even wait for a day.
A kind of suffering and torture!
[Hurrah, that’s it for today. I’m so tired that I can’t write anymore. I’ll continue tomorrow~ The story is developing, so you guys should be mentally prepared~ Go to bed~