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53. On Scheming: Emperor's Mind

The night is hazy, and the cold moon hangs high. The cool wind blows slowly, and the green leaves in the garden are swaying, and the branches are shadowed by banyan trees. The blue waves are rippling, the water is sparkling, and the naughty fish quietly surfaced from the water, swinging their tails leisurely.

, playing with water.

The man was dressed in white clothes like snow, swaying in the night wind, and his silky black hair was flying in strands. He was as tall as jade, standing on a small bridge lying on the blue waves with his hands behind his back. The cold moonlight sprinkled on him

His face made that gorgeous face even more ethereal, like a banished immortal coming from Jiuchonghan Palace on the clouds. It was so beautiful that people dared not look directly at it, as if taking another look at it would be a blasphemy against the gods.

"Your Majesty summoned my daughter late at night, what's the important thing?" He stopped in front of the bridge. Mu Jieyu raised his head slightly and looked at the people on the bridge calmly.

Xuanyuan Zhirong turned his head sideways, his dark jade-like eyes lightly glanced at Mu Jieyu's face, and then he moved towards the other end with calm and elegant steps: "It's just to satisfy Miss Mu.

It’s just a wish.”

The charming and mellow voice with a hint of unique lazy voice came to Mu Jieyu's ears with the wind, causing her moon-like eyes to flash. After taking a closer look, she only caught the snow-white piece of clothing.

The corner brushed against the green branches, not touching a leaf, but only the flower branches swaying.

Mu Jieyu lifted her skirt and stepped onto the small bridge, walking slowly and lightly towards the direction where the man disappeared.

Xuanyuan Zhirong was right, she did want to stand in front of him at this time.

The person in her hand has been brought into Kayaba Temple by King Ying Xuanyuan Zhiqi, and she is afraid that it has been delivered to Emperor Hong'an at this moment, although she doesn't know how King Jing Xuanyuan Zhiyue delivered the person to Xuanyuan Zhiqi.

, and she would not leak the two of them, and she would not delve into it. The process is not important, what is important is the result.

The person has been delivered, and Emperor Hong'an will definitely interrogate him overnight, which is especially important at this time. She was really afraid that this man would interfere, so when Emperor Hong'an was about to summon Xuanyuan Zhirong to preside over the trial, she asked her brother to tactfully remind Emperor Hong'an.

Xuanyuan Zhirong was in poor health, so he gave up Emperor Hong'an's idea and decided to interrogate him personally.

Even so, she was still worried, as if this man was not under her eyes, she would be worried that he would turn things around with just a flick of his finger. But as a daughter of a pure harem, what reason did she have to meet a man late at night? Moreover,

He is still a man with an extraordinary status. If he accidentally spreads rumors, it will be a small matter, but if he is suspected by Emperor Hong'an, it will be a serious matter.

Just when she was anxious, Xuanyuan Zhirong sent a servant to summon her on the grounds of being unwell. While she felt at ease, she also wondered, what kind of tricks was Xuanyuan Zhirong playing? She must fight against this man with 120,000 points.

If you are not careful, he will seize the opportunity to lead you by the nose, and you will die in the end without leaving any bones or dregs.

Mu Jieyu walked around the grove, and everything in front of him was clearly visible because of the bright lights.

The exquisite four-corner pavilion floats on the water. A colorful glazed palace lantern is hung on each of the four corners, illuminating the pavilion as bright as day. There is a square stone table in the pavilion, a stone bench on each side, and a stone table.

There is a chessboard on one side, with exquisite pastries on one side, and a purple sand kettle on the other side, accompanied by two purple sand teacups.

Xuanyuan Zhirong sat down on one side, raised his hands and folded his hands to pour tea: "The night is pleasant and it's still early. How about playing a game of chess?"

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