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Chapter 89 Protection

He Muyan glanced at him briefly;

"You are the only one with a long mouth."

Withdrawing his eyes, He Muyan looked at the eaves of the palace not far away:

"Not in a hurry."

Su Lian has done these things over and over again, so he deserves to suffer a little.

What's more, the Su family is now in deep trouble. The whole house was secretly ransacked yesterday, and countless people are staring at Su Lian and the Su family. Letting Su Lian stay in the cold palace at this time may still be a way to protect her.

He Muyan thought so.

Gu Yu was jealous of the special treatment he gave Su Lian, and was secretly happy that he really didn't recognize her, so the smile on his face was a little unnatural and ferocious.

"Your Majesty, Lian'er misses you."

Gu Yu's face was hidden in the night, delicate and authentic.

As he spoke, Gu Yu's weak and boneless hands reached into the man's collar, and one hand climbed up to his chest.

She had never said such a thing to him.

A trace of confusion flashed in He Muyan's eyes, but after feeling the cold temperature of the woman's fingertips, he suddenly came to his senses. He couldn't help but reach out and push her away, with a mocking smile on his lips:

"Since we've all left, why come back?"

If we really talk about cruelty, who can compare with her.

He faked his death without saying a word and left with others.

Still looking like he will never come back again.

He Muyan covered his dizzy head and looked at the blurry figure in front of him, his eyes showing infinite grievance.

Gu Yu was dumbfounded. After all, she was not really Su Lian. She couldn't answer his words, so she could only fake a smile:

"Your Majesty, don't think too much. I will always love you only."

Do you only love him?

A trace of sarcasm flashed across He Muyan's eyes.

Su Lian has a sweet mouth and likes to act obedient and foolish, but she absolutely cannot make such a promise.

She is never sincere and is not willing to give her sincerity.

Smiling bitterly, He Muyan slowly backed away and drank the wine in his hand.

What he was holding was a strong drink, and when he drank it all at once, his internal organs began to hurt.

Especially the throat, which felt like it was being burned by fire, as if it was about to be torn apart.

But after the short-term pain, there is great sleepiness and dizziness.

With some disgust, He Muyan moved away from the flustered woman in front of him, fell straight into his bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

Two white-haired lions immediately came around and blocked Gu Yu directly beside the bed. In the night, their eyes glowed with a cold green light.

Gu Yu originally wanted to struggle again and climb onto He Muyan's bed, but when he saw the two white-haired lions staring at him eagerly, he couldn't help but take a step back.

"Dead beast."

She cursed secretly, feeling a little reluctant, but she didn't dare to take a step closer.

No matter how bold she was, no matter how much she thought mother was more valuable than son, she would not dare to take off the clothes of her master under the watchful eyes of two ferocious beasts.

Gu Yu looked dumb as he ate Coptis chinensis and couldn't express the pain.

But she had already come in, and she had only been in for a few minutes. It would be too embarrassing to go out at this time.

In the end, Gu Yu had to stay in the corner until dawn before walking out of the dormitory door with some confusion and sadness.

"Ahem."

In the cold palace, Su Lian hugged the quilt and leaned against the door and window, quietly looking at the sky.

It was obviously early morning, but the sky was still not rising, but rather gloomy.

She crossed her arms with her hands and saw that her breath turned into white mist, showing how cold this winter was.

"Mother, the Ministry of Internal Affairs said that this is all they have and they are not willing to give more."

Outside the door, Yue Ju trotted in, holding a basket of black charcoal in her hand. After seeing Su Lian, she immediately said aggrieved.

"This winter seems to be extremely cold. I'm afraid these are not enough."

Yueju sorted out the black charcoal in the basket with some worry. Her master was already weak and afraid of the cold. What should she do in this case?

Su Lian sighed lightly.

Sure enough, the tiger was bullied by the dog. In the past, everything was clinging to this place, but now it is not even willing to give more charcoal.

"By the way, Madam, I was just on the road and heard Your Majesty..."

Su Lian turned his head:

"Um?"

Yue Ju hesitated a little, but still gritted her teeth and said:

"Now there are rumors in the palace that you have fallen out of favor, and now the new Concubine Xian is the only one to be favored.

Some people saw Concubine Xian coming out of His Majesty’s bedroom today…”

Yue Ju looked at Su Lian's face as she spoke, and was prepared to stop talking immediately if she looked wrong.

"Come out of his bedroom?"

Su Lian repeated it, frowning slightly.

She knew He Muyan's temperament, but she was afraid that Gu Yu took advantage of him and got in. It's hard to say what happened between the two of them, but if it really happened, she would most likely not come out of the palace alive.

Although He Muyan should have already known that she had bewitched him, and was ordered by Su's father to come and blow his side, just for the sake of the seat where he sat.

She doesn't know whether she loves him or not, but at least there should be hate. And hate is far more lasting than love.

Su Lian didn't care about his private life, but in front of Yue Ju, or in front of someone separated by a wall, she had to show she cared a little.

A scornful look from a passing little pom-pom.

The blood on Su Lian's face faded instantly, and she covered her heart with a hurt expression:

"Are these...all true?"

When Yueju saw this, she panicked:

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. Your Majesty must be just interested in it for a moment and don't take it seriously."

Her eyes were red and her eyes were empty, staring blankly at a vague point in the distance, her lips curled up in a sad smile, her expression suddenly clear.

"Yes, it's just a temporary interest. It's just that I only hear the new people laughing but not the old people crying."

She buried her head in her knees, letting out low sobs, and her thin shoulders continued to shake. When she looked up again, although there were no tears on her cheeks, even her eyelids were lightly red.

Even the secret guard who was hiding in the shadows couldn't help but frown.

Su Lian stood up and shook his figure a few times.

"Everyone, please step aside. I want to rest."

I don’t know who he said this to, but the hidden guard hesitated for a moment, then ducked out of the hall.



In the hall, He Muyan was correcting the memorial with an expressionless face.

After listening to the secret guard's narration, He Muyan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Did she really say that?"

There was a hint of joy and a hint of distress hidden in He Muyan's plain voice.

It seems that Gu Yulai's making such a fuss last night had some miraculous effects.

The black-clothed secret guard nodded.

"Your Majesty, yes. The imperial concubine seems to be particularly sad."

Hearing this, He Muyan almost immediately wanted to break out of the door, but quickly stopped.

It was like this every time, she scratched him all over his body, but he would follow her again just by hooking her fingers.

He really spoiled her rotten.

Normally, he would definitely not care whether he pampered her too much or not, but she was so misbehaved that it would be good if he could let her stay by his side by breaking her feathers.

He Muyan's expression changed several times, and finally became calm again.


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