Mu Ci suddenly quickened her pace. The man saw through her intention and was about to leave, but Mu Ci suddenly said: "It's you?!"
The man didn't seem to expect that she would recognize him, so he turned around hastily.
Just as the watery moonlight shone on his perfect side face, Mu Ci exclaimed: "Brother Lianyun?"
The next moment, the man had disappeared indoors.
The room returned to silence, as if no one had been here before. Mu Ci was left standing there blankly, as if he had turned to stone.
Until there was a noise outside, someone rushed in, it was Ningxiang, Sizhu and Biyu.
"Is your Majesty okay?" Sizhu rushed to Mu Ci,
Mu Ci stared straight ahead, motionless, as if his soul had flown far away.
"Your Majesty, please don't scare me." Sizhu was so frightened that she didn't dare to speak too loudly.
She had never seen Mu Ci lose his composure before. Something big must have happened.
"Your Majesty?!" Ningxiang's heart was in mid-air because of Mu Ci's gaffe, and her volume suddenly increased.
Only then did Mu Ci come back to her senses. Her voice was hoarse: "The Ai family is fine."
Maybe she had a dream just now, in which the late emperor came, and it was just a dream.
"I'm scared to death. I thought the assassin was harmful to the empress. With Ji Rou's martial arts skills, the assassin was able to knock down Ji Rou silently. This shows how powerful the assassin's martial arts are!" Ningxiang was still frightened.
If something happened to the empress, they would have no way to explain it to Captain Mu Du.
Mu Ci blinked: "Assassin?"
Wasn't she dreaming? Where did the assassin come from?
Sizhu felt that something was wrong with Mu Ci's mood, "Didn't you see the assassin?"
They also saw someone leaving the house, but the person's speed was too fast, and they didn't even see who the assassin was.
Mu Ci thought of the person she saw in the room just now. It was clearly the face of the late emperor. She had been comforting herself before that it was just her dream, so it was the late emperor who entered her dream.
But both Sizhu and Ningxiang said that there was indeed an assassin just now.
For a moment she was confused and didn't know what to do.
Ningxiang and Sizhu both saw that Mu Ci had something on his mind, but Mu Ci didn't want to say it, and they, the slaves, didn't dare to get to the bottom of it.
As for Ji Rou, someone tapped her sleeping point, so her life is not in danger.
In the end, everyone still felt that Meihua Pavilion was not safe, so they decided to escort Mu Ci back to Yong'an Palace.
However, when everyone returned to Yong'an Palace, they found that the emperor had not yet fallen asleep, and it was already midnight.
"You still knew you were coming back?!" Dugu Liancheng looked at Mu Ci coldly.
Mu Ci's face was pale, and she was still a little distracted. She had no intention of replying to Dugu Liancheng's question.
"Why, you don't want to face me?" Dugu Liancheng said nothing when he saw Mu Ci, only saying that she felt guilty.
Seeing that the emperor was about to have a seizure, Sizhu hurriedly explained: "Reporting to the emperor, the empress encountered an assassin before and was frightened. She has not recovered yet. The empress did not deliberately refuse to answer."
"Assassin?" Dugu Liancheng raised his eyebrows.
How could it be such a coincidence? Mu Ci met an assassin as soon as she arrived at Plum Blossom Pavilion? Don't think he didn't know that as the death anniversary of the late emperor was approaching, she thought of the late emperor again.
This woman is not heartless, but she only loves the late emperor.
"If you have anything to do, let's talk about it tomorrow. The Ai family is tired." Mu Ci was not only tired physically, but also mentally.
She was thinking that if she was not dreaming tonight, someone would have thought of such a way and found a man similar to the late emperor to get close to her.
This possibility is very high.
She went straight to the bed to rest.
Sizhu and Ningxiang just said that the empress was frightened. They bowed and retreated one by one.
No matter how angry the emperor is, if the empress doesn't accept the move, the emperor will have nothing to do with the empress. They still know the empress' abilities very well.
Dugu Liancheng really wanted to have an attack, but seeing Mu Ci's wilting appearance and remembering that Sizhu had said that Mu Ci had encountered an assassin, he endured it.
The reason why he was angry was actually because Mu Ci could not forget the late emperor.
The last time Muxue stirred up trouble and made things against the late emperor, he thought he handled it very well. If someone else can sow discord with just a few words, then he, as an emperor, is too soft-spoken.
However, Mu Ci failed to live up to expectations, and the person in his heart was the late emperor.
Mu Ci fell asleep as soon as he hit the bed. Dugu Liancheng asked Biyu some details, and then he confirmed that Mu Ci was indeed assassinated.
After getting on the bed, he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
When Mu Ci woke up the next day, he was still a little unable to turn around, thinking that the assassination at Meihua Pavilion had happened in a dream.
Sizhu kept talking about what happened last night: "Plum Blossom Pavilion is too unsafe. Please don't go to that place again."
The time Qing Le wanted to frame the empress, she also used the Plum Blossom Pavilion to write her essay. She always felt that the Plum Blossom Pavilion was unlucky, so it would be better to go there less often.
Mu Ci's enthusiasm waned and she didn't respond.
She didn't tell anyone that the assassin looked like the late emperor. This thing sounded incredible. Moreover, if the emperor knew about this, the consequences would be disastrous. She didn't even know if someone was looking for him on the eve of the death anniversary of the late emperor.
Such a person.
After all, this matter is a bit strange, and she will have to wait and see the subsequent development before making a decision.
It was almost evening when Dugu Liancheng finished busy with political affairs.
During dinner, he noticed that Mu Ci looked very silent.
He sent people to investigate yesterday's assassination in Meihua Pavilion, and also asked Sizhu, Ningxiang and Biyu for careful questioning. They all said that the assassin's martial arts were unpredictable and that Jirou was easily knocked down by the opponent.
As for what happened between the assassin and Mu Ci, no one knows.
This is the weird place.
"Did you see the assassin clearly last night?" Dugu Liancheng asked seemingly unintentionally.
Mu Ci paused in holding the chopsticks, lowered his head and replied, "There was no light at the time, so I couldn't see clearly."
This time she felt a little guilty and did not dare to look into Dugu Liancheng's eyes.
But Dugu Liancheng believed it to be true: "It's fine if nothing happens. It seems that the palace's guards are not tight enough, and the assassins can come and go freely."
Mu Ci thought of the assassin's skill last night and decided to say something fair: "It's not that the guards were not strict enough, but that the assassin's martial arts skills last night were too high."
"You are a woman, how do you know whether the assassin's martial arts are good or not?" Dugu Liancheng disagreed.
"I have seen Li Yu take action. In my opinion, the assassin's martial arts is superior to Li Yu." Mu Ci replied with certainty.
Dugu Liancheng was a little surprised: "Is the assassin really that powerful?"
Mu Ci thought of the face that looked so much like the late emperor, and became a little distracted: "Yes, it's very impressive."
It is impossible for a man like the late emperor to practice martial arts, let alone have such good kung fu.
After finishing dinner, Mu Ci was still immersed in his own thoughts.
She usually doesn't like to talk, and she was even more taciturn tonight. Even if Dugu Liancheng deliberately wanted to find a topic, Mu Ci had no desire to speak.
