Murong Jing was about to take it but let A Luo shrink back. He took a blank look and asked in confusion: "That imperial edict... what's the matter?" He knew without thinking about it that the things in A Luo's hand were imperial edicts. He was just pretending to be an imperial edict.
How could an emperor have never recognized what the imperial edict looks like?
But it seems that this imperial edict was not laid by him, nor was it first snow, and it was a bit old.
"It's okay! I'll leave first, you pretend I didn't come." Aluo repented and turned around and wanted to leave.
But Murong Jing seemed to suddenly think of something and stopped him, "Slowly, since you are here, I'll tell you something about it just now."
"Huh? What's the matter?" A Luo stopped and looked back in confusion and asked.[
Murong Jing looked around with caution, deliberately lowered his voice, and said carefully: "Let's come over, it's about Su'er..."
When Alu heard that it was about Su'er, he had no doubts. Seeing that Murong Jing looked quite serious, he couldn't help but walk a few steps to Murong Jing. He was not afraid of someone eavesdropping, "What's wrong with Su'er?
”
"Today, she—" didn't continue talking! There was no need to say it.
Suddenly, he took advantage of A Luo's inattention—
A Luo's body stiffened and he couldn't move. He lit up several large acupoints. He glared at Murong Jing angrily, and was about to curse, but Murong Jing moved faster, and even his mute acupoint! His eyes were ignoring, but Murong Jing
It's useless to not look at him or scold him.
Murong Jing deceived A Luo to approach, so he was not talking about Su'er's business, but his purpose was nothing more than to click on his hole, "A Luo, if you don't do this, you won't let me see it obediently. What is it that way?
?” I was also puzzled in my heart that it was not a good thing. But who likes to hide things from it? Even if I know it is not good for me, I still can't help but want to find out.
He took out the imperial edict from Aluo, opened it and saw it clearly under the moonlight. But looking at the signature, it was actually the father's name, "Is this the will? Why did you take my father's name?
The will of the end?"
Murong Jing turned around and stepped into the room, and still saw it clearly under the candlelight.