Chapter 649: 649
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Murongyuan looked at her, his eyes gradually emptied, and didn't speak for a moment.
Such a big bedroom hall suddenly quieted down.
At this time, someone outside the hall cried out in a sad voice, "let this palace in! This palace wants to see the emperor! Get out of this palace!"
Wen Jiu glanced back and saw Rong Sheng's understanding a few steps away. He immediately went to the door of the temple to check.
A moment later, the master came in with a messy woman. When he came to the center of the hall, he suddenly released his hand.
The woman rushed back, directly knocked away the warm wine, rushed to the Phoenix couch, hurriedly held Murong yuan and asked, "Emperor... How are you, emperor?"
Murong yuan looked at the visitor and didn't finish for a moment.
The nearest warm wine turned his eyes and saw the man's face - her mother.
Emperor empress Anjing.
In fact, empress Ann's feeling of giving warm wine has always been very strange. She said it was her biological mother and only gave birth to her. However, it seems that she doesn't miss her much after seeing her for so many years, let alone find her or do something else. If she didn't mind her own business on a whim, who else in the Western Chu remembers the so-called legitimate princess?
Murong yuan was just speechless by the smell of warm wine. After a while, he gradually calmed down. Staring at Ann, he reached out to touch her face and whispered, "jing'er..."
Unexpectedly, empress an immediately changed her face when she heard these two words. She held Murong yuan's hand and said in a trembling voice: "emperor, take a good look at who I am... Take a look again!"
Warm wine smell speech, the heart more and more doubts.
She glanced at Rong Sheng, who was calm and calm, just gave her a "step back" look.
Warm wine immediately retreated a little without trace, looking at the scene like a farce.
Murong yuan's eyes were more and more wandering, and he only whispered again and again: "jing'er..."
"Why? Why have I been with you for half a lifetime... But you can only remember her?" Ann Hou suddenly stood up, reached out and pulled out the golden hairpin in her hair and drew a line on her face.
Her face was covered with blood.
Wen Jiuxin was shocked. He was about to put his hand to stop it, but when he saw an hou coming up to Murong yuan, he forced the other party to look at his face and said sadly, "An Jing has long died! The person who has been with you for so many years has always been me! It's Liang Ying! Look at me..."
She cried almost hoarse. "I've been the shadow of Anjing for 20 years and played with you for 20 years... Now you're dying, but can't even call my name?"
Murong yuan looked at her deeply, but what he called out was still "Jing, jing'er..."
Before his voice fell, he suddenly closed his eyes and fainted.
"Murong yuan, how can you do this to me?" Liang Ying felt the silver needle from her sleeve and stabbed Murong yuan on her head.
Wen Jiu could not help but frown when he saw this. He hurriedly came forward and pulled away the fake ANN, "what are you going to do?"
The latter was already crazy. He pinched Wenjiu's arm and scolded angrily: "I've been so kind to you... Why don't you obey? Let you not marry Xie Heng. You have to marry! You hurt your father, you know? You... Hurt him!"
Wen Jiugang was stunned by the words "Anjing has long died" after she was fake an. If she said such words again, she couldn't help shaking people away.
Liang Yingyi sat on the ground, her hair hanging in disorder, her face covered with blood and flesh, staring at Wen Jiu like a fierce ghost, and smiled, "it's all your fault! If Anjing hadn't conceived you, it wouldn't have caused the concubines of the harem to panic and resort to tricks, Anjing wouldn't have been forced to conceive, fled around in October, and finally died of dystocia..."
Wen Jiu never thought that one day, under this situation, he would learn about that year from a crazy woman.
When Liang Ying saw that she was silent, she suddenly asked mysteriously, "do you know why Murong yuan never sent someone to find you?"
Wen Jiu heard seven points of pity and three points of pleasure from Liang Ying's tone. She could almost guess that the answer was not good, so she just asked in a very light tone, "why?"
"Because Murong yuan doesn't want to see you." Liang Ying laughs more and more disgusting, "because when Murong yuan sees you, he will think that Anjing is dead. He can get everything he wants. How can he tolerate killing his wife in exchange for half of the country because of your birth? The person he hates most in his life is you, Murong Jiu!"
Warm wine thought for a long time, suddenly smiled, suddenly realized the general way: "I see."
Some people are born with thousands of favors, but some people are hated and abandoned at birth. It has nothing to do with right or wrong, it's all life.
In her two lives, all her luck has been used to meet Xie Heng and her family, so it doesn't matter if the fortune teller says that her "six relatives are not close". It doesn't matter if Murong yuan's biological father hates her.
Liang Ying sat on the ground and watched the warm wine for a while. She didn't wait for her to cry. She couldn't help being angry. She raised her hand towards the warm wine.
Wen Jiu saw that it was too late to avoid. He simply didn't hide. He just turned to Rong Sheng and said, "are you here to see the excitement?"
"Doesn't your highness always want to know this?" Rong Sheng said, immediately swept over and slapped Liang Ying.
The latter hit the wall, slammed to the ground, vomited several mouthfuls of blood and fainted immediately.
His eyes were indifferent and said, "I used to blame you for not telling you. Now someone tells you, your highness is not happy."
Wen Jiu didn't want to fight with him now. He hurried to the Phoenix couch and stretched out his hand to explore Murong yuan's breath, "there's still Qi... Rongsheng!"
"He's dead. Shouldn't you be happy?" Rongsheng walked to the Phoenix couch calmly, lit several big holes in Murong yuan, took out three silver needles and pierced them into his head. His tone was cold and said: "not to mention, he hasn't died yet. If you want to ask him anything, you should ask him as soon as possible. If you want to scold, you should scold as soon as possible. I'm afraid there won't be such a chance."
Wen Jiu smelled the speech and gradually became expressionless. He just stood quietly in front of his bed and waited for Murong yuan to wake up.
After a while.
Murong yuan opened his eyes and looked at Wen Jiu. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and grabbed her. It was difficult to say: "kill... Kill Xie Heng."
Warm wine cut the nail and cut the railway: "I'm sorry, it's difficult to obey."
Murong yuan has reached the time when the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry. Seeing the warm wine, he knows that it is difficult to get rid of the people of Dayan today, but he is unable to return to heaven.
He closed his eyes, faded and begged next: "Jiujiu, you, you take the great responsibility of Western Chu! You should... Be worthy of thousands of people of Western Chu..."
"OK."
Warm wine said only one word.
She promised too quickly. Rong Sheng on one side couldn't help looking at her with deep eyes.
Murong yuan raised his hand and said in a dumb voice, "it's said that the prime minister and Jiuqing... And Meng Chengyun."
The waiter not far away hurriedly answered the call and spread it to the people.
For a time, only warm wine and Rongsheng were left standing still in front of the couch.
Murong yuan didn't know what he thought, and suddenly said, "Jiujiu... You really don't want to kill Xie Heng, so forget it. The Western Chu has been handed over to you. Xie Heng's affection for you can at least keep the Western Chu peaceful for several years, and... You have an engagement with the National Teacher... You two will be able to enjoy peace when you govern the Western Chu together in the future..."
Once again, the two people who were mentioned to have an engagement stood in front of the couch indifferently, without even eye contact.
Soon, Meng Chengyun and the important ministers of the Western Chu state came to the temple and knelt a few steps away to salute.
Murong yuan's mind was suddenly pulled back from the reverie of the prosperous age of Western Chu. He slowly released his hand holding warm wine and insisted on sitting up while saying: "The intention is to inform the world that Murong Jiu of the Western Chu and Emperor Yan have broken their marriage alliance... If Emperor Yan is willing to marry her, let him choose another one among the royal family relatives. If not, forget it... Meng Chengyun, take someone to tell Emperor Yan."
"Obey the emperor's will."
Meng Chengyun took the order. When he got up, he looked at the warm wine and immediately turned away from the temple door.
Murong yuan could not sit up, but fell back on his couch. It took a long time to say again: "make an imperial edict, I, it is said that Murong Jiu, the eighth princess, will ascend the throne today!"
"Emperor!"
Long live all the ministers, and most of them have tears in their eyes.
Warm wine, but there was no expression on his face.
Murong yuan's face was dead, but he still insisted: "do it right away... I want to see Jiujiu ascend the throne as a female monarch."
The ministers answered "yes" repeatedly, turned to warm wine and said, "Your Highness, please dress up and go to the phoenix stage."
Warm wine nodded slightly to the man on the couch, turned around, and went out without looking back.
Murong yuan immediately sent everyone out, leaving only Rong Sheng to talk in front of his bed.
The wind and rain in front of the hall were as bad as before, the ground was still uneven, and even the walls were crooked. Warm wine walked through it, took a breath of cool air, and pressed down all the messy mood. A unique idea suddenly came into my heart.
That night, everyone in the Western Chu palace was busy.
Murong yuan was determined to see Murong Jiu ascend the phoenix platform under the emperor's seal and be worshipped by courtiers. The people below dared not brush his mind, so they had to do so.
Warm wine was in the back hall, wearing a phoenix robe and a phoenix crown. The waitresses who served on her side came and went. She didn't speak, and none of the others dared to make a sound. If it was too quiet, the atmosphere became more and more heavy.
When everything is about to be ready.
The internal attendant outside the hall suddenly announced in a respectful voice, "the national teacher is coming."
Wen Jiu didn't make a sound, but reached out and stroked the Phoenix hairpin beside his temples.
A moment later, Rong Sheng stepped into the room, and the waitresses bowed their heads and stepped out.
For a time, only two people stood opposite each other.
Rongsheng dipped his pen in cinnabar and looked at the Phoenix crown on Wenjiu's head. He asked calmly, "Wenjiu, what are you thinking?"
Wen Jiu smiled lightly and said, "I'm just following your orders and obeying my father's orders. The National Master said this. Doesn't he want the palace to abandon the Western Chu?"
Rongsheng suddenly smiled and whispered, "you can do whatever you are asked to do. It's too obedient, but it's not like you."
It's abnormal to warm wine like this, but people can't pick the wrong place.
There was a difference in the people's hearts of the National Normal University. They couldn't help but slowly said to her, "didn't you always want to go back to Dayan? Why did you promise the emperor's succession so readily today?"
Wen Jiu raised his eyes slightly and asked, "do I have to wait until you say the threat? Since the results are the same, why don't you know the truth? You and I can save some energy."
Rong Sheng's eyes half narrowed, "I always think... You're going to do something big this time."
Wen Jiu looked at him sideways, smiled and said, "since the national master is so worried, it's better to persuade the emperor to take back his order as soon as possible."
Rongsheng smiled and said nothing more.
Outside the hall, the day was slightly bright, the rain stopped at the beginning, and the wind blew all over the ground.
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Murongyuan looked at her, his eyes gradually emptied, and didn't speak for a moment.
Such a big bedroom hall suddenly quieted down.
At this time, someone outside the hall cried out in a sad voice, "let this palace in! This palace wants to see the emperor! Get out of this palace!"
Wen Jiu glanced back and saw Rong Sheng's understanding a few steps away. He immediately went to the door of the temple to check.
A moment later, the master came in with a messy woman. When he came to the center of the hall, he suddenly released his hand.
The woman rushed back, directly knocked away the warm wine, rushed to the Phoenix couch, hurriedly held Murong yuan and asked, "Emperor... How are you, emperor?"
Murong yuan looked at the visitor and didn't finish for a moment.
The nearest warm wine turned his eyes and saw the man's face - her mother.
Emperor empress Anjing.
In fact, empress Ann's feeling of giving warm wine has always been very strange. She said it was her biological mother and only gave birth to her. However, it seems that she doesn't miss her much after seeing her for so many years, let alone find her or do something else. If she didn't mind her own business on a whim, who else in the Western Chu remembers the so-called legitimate princess?
Murong yuan was just speechless by the smell of warm wine. After a while, he gradually calmed down. Staring at Ann, he reached out to touch her face and whispered, "jing'er..."
Unexpectedly, empress an immediately changed her face when she heard these two words. She held Murong yuan's hand and said in a trembling voice: "emperor, take a good look at who I am... Take a look again!"
Warm wine smell speech, the heart more and more doubts.
She glanced at Rong Sheng, who was calm and calm, just gave her a "step back" look.
Warm wine immediately retreated a little without trace, looking at the scene like a farce.
Murong yuan's eyes were more and more wandering, and he only whispered again and again: "jing'er..."
"Why? Why have I been with you for half a lifetime... But you can only remember her?" Ann Hou suddenly stood up, reached out and pulled out the golden hairpin in her hair and drew a line on her face.
Her face was covered with blood.
Wen Jiuxin was shocked. He was about to put his hand to stop it, but when he saw an hou coming up to Murong yuan, he forced the other party to look at his face and said sadly, "An Jing has long died! The person who has been with you for so many years has always been me! It's Liang Ying! Look at me..."
She cried almost hoarse. "I've been the shadow of Anjing for 20 years and played with you for 20 years... Now you're dying, but can't even call my name?"
Murong yuan looked at her deeply, but what he called out was still "Jing, jing'er..."
Before his voice fell, he suddenly closed his eyes and fainted.
"Murong yuan, how can you do this to me?" Liang Ying felt the silver needle from her sleeve and stabbed Murong yuan on her head.
Wen Jiu could not help but frown when he saw this. He hurriedly came forward and pulled away the fake ANN, "what are you going to do?"
The latter was already crazy. He pinched Wenjiu's arm and scolded angrily: "I've been so kind to you... Why don't you obey? Let you not marry Xie Heng. You have to marry! You hurt your father, you know? You... Hurt him!"
Wen Jiugang was stunned by the words "Anjing has long died" after she was fake an. If she said such words again, she couldn't help shaking people away.
Liang Yingyi sat on the ground, her hair hanging in disorder, her face covered with blood and flesh, staring at Wen Jiu like a fierce ghost, and smiled, "it's all your fault! If Anjing hadn't conceived you, it wouldn't have caused the concubines of the harem to panic and resort to tricks, Anjing wouldn't have been forced to conceive, fled around in October, and finally died of dystocia..."
Wen Jiu never thought that one day, under this situation, he would learn about that year from a crazy woman.
When Liang Ying saw that she was silent, she suddenly asked mysteriously, "do you know why Murong yuan never sent someone to find you?"
Wen Jiu heard seven points of pity and three points of pleasure from Liang Ying's tone. She could almost guess that the answer was not good, so she just asked in a very light tone, "why?"
"Because Murong yuan doesn't want to see you." Liang Ying laughs more and more disgusting, "because when Murong yuan sees you, he will think that Anjing is dead. He can get everything he wants. How can he tolerate killing his wife in exchange for half of the country because of your birth? The person he hates most in his life is you, Murong Jiu!"
Warm wine thought for a long time, suddenly smiled, suddenly realized the general way: "I see."
Some people are born with thousands of favors, but some people are hated and abandoned at birth. It has nothing to do with right or wrong, it's all life.
In her two lives, all her luck has been used to meet Xie Heng and her family, so it doesn't matter if the fortune teller says that her "six relatives are not close". It doesn't matter if Murong yuan's biological father hates her.
Liang Ying sat on the ground and watched the warm wine for a while. She didn't wait for her to cry. She couldn't help being angry. She raised her hand towards the warm wine.
Wen Jiu saw that it was too late to avoid. He simply didn't hide. He just turned to Rong Sheng and said, "are you here to see the excitement?"
"Doesn't your highness always want to know this?" Rong Sheng said, immediately swept over and slapped Liang Ying.
The latter hit the wall, slammed to the ground, vomited several mouthfuls of blood and fainted immediately.
His eyes were indifferent and said, "I used to blame you for not telling you. Now someone tells you, your highness is not happy."
Wen Jiu didn't want to fight with him now. He hurried to the Phoenix couch and stretched out his hand to explore Murong yuan's breath, "there's still Qi... Rongsheng!"
"He's dead. Shouldn't you be happy?" Rongsheng walked to the Phoenix couch calmly, lit several big holes in Murong yuan, took out three silver needles and pierced them into his head. His tone was cold and said: "not to mention, he hasn't died yet. If you want to ask him anything, you should ask him as soon as possible. If you want to scold, you should scold as soon as possible. I'm afraid there won't be such a chance."
Wen Jiu smelled the speech and gradually became expressionless. He just stood quietly in front of his bed and waited for Murong yuan to wake up.
After a while.
Murong yuan opened his eyes and looked at Wen Jiu. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and grabbed her. It was difficult to say: "kill... Kill Xie Heng."
Warm wine cut the nail and cut the railway: "I'm sorry, it's difficult to obey."
Murong yuan has reached the time when the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry. Seeing the warm wine, he knows that it is difficult to get rid of the people of Dayan today, but he is unable to return to heaven.
He closed his eyes, faded and begged next: "Jiujiu, you, you take the great responsibility of Western Chu! You should... Be worthy of thousands of people of Western Chu..."
"OK."
Warm wine said only one word.
She promised too quickly. Rong Sheng on one side couldn't help looking at her with deep eyes.
Murong yuan raised his hand and said in a dumb voice, "it's said that the prime minister and Jiuqing... And Meng Chengyun."
The waiter not far away hurriedly answered the call and spread it to the people.
For a time, only warm wine and Rongsheng were left standing still in front of the couch.
Murong yuan didn't know what he thought, and suddenly said, "Jiujiu... You really don't want to kill Xie Heng, so forget it. The Western Chu has been handed over to you. Xie Heng's affection for you can at least keep the Western Chu peaceful for several years, and... You have an engagement with the National Teacher... You two will be able to enjoy peace when you govern the Western Chu together in the future..."
Once again, the two people who were mentioned to have an engagement stood in front of the couch indifferently, without even eye contact.
Soon, Meng Chengyun and the important ministers of the Western Chu state came to the temple and knelt a few steps away to salute.
Murong yuan's mind was suddenly pulled back from the reverie of the prosperous age of Western Chu. He slowly released his hand holding warm wine and insisted on sitting up while saying: "The intention is to inform the world that Murong Jiu of the Western Chu and Emperor Yan have broken their marriage alliance... If Emperor Yan is willing to marry her, let him choose another one among the royal family relatives. If not, forget it... Meng Chengyun, take someone to tell Emperor Yan."
"Obey the emperor's will."
Meng Chengyun took the order. When he got up, he looked at the warm wine and immediately turned away from the temple door.
Murong yuan could not sit up, but fell back on his couch. It took a long time to say again: "make an imperial edict, I, it is said that Murong Jiu, the eighth princess, will ascend the throne today!"
"Emperor!"
Long live all the ministers, and most of them have tears in their eyes.
Warm wine, but there was no expression on his face.
Murong yuan's face was dead, but he still insisted: "do it right away... I want to see Jiujiu ascend the throne as a female monarch."
The ministers answered "yes" repeatedly, turned to warm wine and said, "Your Highness, please dress up and go to the phoenix stage."
Warm wine nodded slightly to the man on the couch, turned around, and went out without looking back.
Murong yuan immediately sent everyone out, leaving only Rong Sheng to talk in front of his bed.
The wind and rain in front of the hall were as bad as before, the ground was still uneven, and even the walls were crooked. Warm wine walked through it, took a breath of cool air, and pressed down all the messy mood. A unique idea suddenly came into my heart.
That night, everyone in the Western Chu palace was busy.
Murong yuan was determined to see Murong Jiu ascend the phoenix platform under the emperor's seal and be worshipped by courtiers. The people below dared not brush his mind, so they had to do so.
Warm wine was in the back hall, wearing a phoenix robe and a phoenix crown. The waitresses who served on her side came and went. She didn't speak, and none of the others dared to make a sound. If it was too quiet, the atmosphere became more and more heavy.
When everything is about to be ready.
The internal attendant outside the hall suddenly announced in a respectful voice, "the national teacher is coming."
Wen Jiu didn't make a sound, but reached out and stroked the Phoenix hairpin beside his temples.
A moment later, Rong Sheng stepped into the room, and the waitresses bowed their heads and stepped out.
For a time, only two people stood opposite each other.
Rongsheng dipped his pen in cinnabar and looked at the Phoenix crown on Wenjiu's head. He asked calmly, "Wenjiu, what are you thinking?"
Wen Jiu smiled lightly and said, "I'm just following your orders and obeying my father's orders. The National Master said this. Doesn't he want the palace to abandon the Western Chu?"
Rongsheng suddenly smiled and whispered, "you can do whatever you are asked to do. It's too obedient, but it's not like you."
It's abnormal to warm wine like this, but people can't pick the wrong place.
There was a difference in the people's hearts of the National Normal University. They couldn't help but slowly said to her, "didn't you always want to go back to Dayan? Why did you promise the emperor's succession so readily today?"
Wen Jiu raised his eyes slightly and asked, "do I have to wait until you say the threat? Since the results are the same, why don't you know the truth? You and I can save some energy."
Rong Sheng's eyes half narrowed, "I always think... You're going to do something big this time."
Wen Jiu looked at him sideways, smiled and said, "since the national master is so worried, it's better to persuade the emperor to take back his order as soon as possible."
Rongsheng smiled and said nothing more.
Outside the hall, the day was slightly bright, the rain stopped at the beginning, and the wind blew all over the ground.
Good world, wind and cloud volume, heaven and earth change.
Murongyuan looked at her, his eyes gradually emptied, and didn't speak for a moment.Such a big bedroom hall suddenly quieted down.At this time, someone outside the hall cried out in a sad voice, "let this palace in! This palace wants to see the emperor! Get out of this palace!"Wen Jiu glanced back and saw Rong Sheng's understanding a few steps away. He immediately went to the door of the temple to check.A moment later, the master came in with a messy woman. When he came to the center of the hall, he suddenly released his hand.The woman rushed back, directly knocked away the warm wine, rushed to the Phoenix couch, hurriedly held Murong yuan and asked, "Emperor... How are you, emperor?"Murong yuan looked at the visitor and didn't finish for a moment.The nearest warm wine turned his eyes and saw the man's face - her mother.Emperor empress Anjing.In fact, empress Ann's feeling of giving warm wine has always been very strange. She said it was her biological mother and only gave birth to her. However, it seems that she doesn't miss her much after seeing her for so many years, let alone find her or do something else. If she didn't mind her own business on a whim, who else in the Western Chu remembers the so-called legitimate princess?Murong yuan was just speechless by the smell of warm wine. After a while, he gradually calmed down. Staring at Ann, he reached out to touch her face and whispered, "jing'er..."Unexpectedly, empress an immediately changed her face when she heard these two words. She held Murong yuan's hand and said in a trembling voice: "emperor, take a good look at who I am... Take a look again!"Warm wine smell speech, the heart more and more doubts.She glanced at Rong Sheng, who was calm and calm, just gave her a "step back" look.Warm wine immediately retreated a little without trace, looking at the scene like a farce.Murong yuan's eyes were more and more wandering, and he only whispered again and again: "jing'er...""Why? Why have I been with you for half a lifetime... But you can only remember her?" Ann Hou suddenly stood up, reached out and pulled out the golden hairpin in her hair and drew a line on her face.Her face was covered with blood.Wen Jiuxin was shocked. He was about to put his hand to stop it, but when he saw an hou coming up to Murong yuan, he forced the other party to look at his face and said sadly, "An Jing has long died! The person who has been with you for so many years has always been me! It's Liang Ying! Look at me..."She cried almost hoarse. "I've been the shadow of Anjing for 20 years and played with you for 20 years... Now you're dying, but can't even call my name?"Murong yuan looked at her deeply, but what he called out was still "Jing, jing'er..."Before his voice fell, he suddenly closed his eyes and fainted."Murong yuan, how can you do this to me?" Liang Ying felt the silver needle from her sleeve and stabbed Murong yuan on her head.Wen Jiu could not help but frown when he saw this. He hurriedly came forward and pulled away the fake ANN, "what are you going to do?"The latter was already crazy. He pinched Wenjiu's arm and scolded angrily: "I've been so kind to you... Why don't you obey? Let you not marry Xie Heng. You have to marry! You hurt your father, you know? You... Hurt him!"Wen Jiugang was stunned by the words "Anjing has long died" after she was fake an. If she said such words again, she couldn't help shaking people away.Liang Yingyi sat on the ground, her hair hanging in disorder, her face covered with blood and flesh, staring at Wen Jiu like a fierce ghost, and smiled, "it's all your fault! If Anjing hadn't conceived you, it wouldn't have caused the concubines of the harem to panic and resort to tricks, Anjing wouldn't have been forced to conceive, fled around in October, and finally died of dystocia..."Wen Jiu never thought that one day, under this situation, he would learn about that year from a crazy woman.When Liang Ying saw that she was silent, she suddenly asked mysteriously, "do you know why Murong yuan never sent someone to find you?"Wen Jiu heard seven points of pity and three points of pleasure from Liang Ying's tone. She could almost guess that the answer was not good, so she just asked in a very light tone, "why?""Because Murong yuan doesn't want to see you." Liang Ying laughs more and more disgusting, "because when Murong yuan sees you, he will think that Anjing is dead. He can get everything he wants. How can he tolerate killing his wife in exchange for half of the country because of your birth? The person he hates most in his life is you, Murong Jiu!"Warm wine thought for a long time, suddenly smiled, suddenly realized the general way: "I see."Some people are born with thousands of favors, but some people are hated and abandoned at birth. It has nothing to do with right or wrong, it's all life.In her two lives, all her luck has been used to meet Xie Heng and her family, so it doesn't matter if the fortune teller says that her "six relatives are not close". It doesn't matter if Murong yuan's biological father hates her.Liang Ying sat on the ground and watched the warm wine for a while. She didn't wait for her to cry. She couldn't help being angry. She raised her hand towards the warm wine.Wen Jiu saw that it was too late to avoid. He simply didn't hide. He just turned to Rong Sheng and said, "are you here to see the excitement?""Doesn't your highness always want to know this?" Rong Sheng said, immediately swept over and slapped Liang Ying.The latter hit the wall, slammed to the ground, vomited several mouthfuls of blood and fainted immediately.His eyes were indifferent and said, "I used to blame you for not telling you. Now someone tells you, your highness is not happy."Wen Jiu didn't want to fight with him now. He hurried to the Phoenix couch and stretched out his hand to explore Murong yuan's breath, "there's still Qi... Rongsheng!""He's dead. Shouldn't you be happy?" Rongsheng walked to the Phoenix couch calmly, lit several big holes in Murong yuan, took out three silver needles and pierced them into his head. His tone was cold and said: "not to mention, he hasn't died yet. If you want to ask him anything, you should ask him as soon as possible. If you want to scold, you should scold as soon as possible. I'm afraid there won't be such a chance."Wen Jiu smelled the speech and gradually became expressionless. He just stood quietly in front of his bed and waited for Murong yuan to wake up.After a while.Murong yuan opened his eyes and looked at Wen Jiu. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and grabbed her. It was difficult to say: "kill... Kill Xie Heng."Warm wine cut the nail and cut the railway: "I'm sorry, it's difficult to obey."Murong yuan has reached the time when the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry. Seeing the warm wine, he knows that it is difficult to get rid of the people of Dayan today, but he is unable to return to heaven.He closed his eyes, faded and begged next: "Jiujiu, you, you take the great responsibility of Western Chu! You should... Be worthy of thousands of people of Western Chu...""OK."Warm wine said only one word.She promised too quickly. Rong Sheng on one side couldn't help looking at her with deep eyes.Murong yuan raised his hand and said in a dumb voice, "it's said that the prime minister and Jiuqing... And Meng Chengyun."The waiter not far away hurriedly answered the call and spread it to the people.For a time, only warm wine and Rongsheng were left standing still in front of the couch.Murong yuan didn't know what he thought, and suddenly said, "Jiujiu... You really don't want to kill Xie Heng, so forget it. The Western Chu has been handed over to you. Xie Heng's affection for you can at least keep the Western Chu peaceful for several years, and... You have an engagement with the National Teacher... You two will be able to enjoy peace when you govern the Western Chu together in the future..."Once again, the two people who were mentioned to have an engagement stood in front of the couch indifferently, without even eye contact.Soon, Meng Chengyun and the important ministers of the Western Chu state came to the temple and knelt a few steps away to salute.Murong yuan's mind was suddenly pulled back from the reverie of the prosperous age of Western Chu. He slowly released his hand holding warm wine and insisted on sitting up while saying: "The intention is to inform the world that Murong Jiu of the Western Chu and Emperor Yan have broken their marriage alliance... If Emperor Yan is willing to marry her, let him choose another one among the royal family relatives. If not, forget it... Meng Chengyun, take someone to tell Emperor Yan.""Obey the emperor's will."Meng Chengyun took the order. When he got up, he looked at the warm wine and immediately turned away from the temple door.Murong yuan could not sit up, but fell back on his couch. It took a long time to say again: "make an imperial edict, I, it is said that Murong Jiu, the eighth princess, will ascend the throne today!""Emperor!"Long live all the ministers, and most of them have tears in their eyes.Warm wine, but there was no expression on his face.Murong yuan's face was dead, but he still insisted: "do it right away... I want to see Jiujiu ascend the throne as a female monarch."The ministers answered "yes" repeatedly, turned to warm wine and said, "Your Highness, please dress up and go to the phoenix stage."Warm wine nodded slightly to the man on the couch, turned around, and went out without looking back.Murong yuan immediately sent everyone out, leaving only Rong Sheng to talk in front of his bed.The wind and rain in front of the hall were as bad as before, the ground was still uneven, and even the walls were crooked. Warm wine walked through it, took a breath of cool air, and pressed down all the messy mood. A unique idea suddenly came into my heart.That night, everyone in the Western Chu palace was busy.Murong yuan was determined to see Murong Jiu ascend the phoenix platform under the emperor's seal and be worshipped by courtiers. The people below dared not brush his mind, so they had to do so.Warm wine was in the back hall, wearing a phoenix robe and a phoenix crown. The waitresses who served on her side came and went. She didn't speak, and none of the others dared to make a sound. If it was too quiet, the atmosphere became more and more heavy.When everything is about to be ready.The internal attendant outside the hall suddenly announced in a respectful voice, "the national teacher is coming."Wen Jiu didn't make a sound, but reached out and stroked the Phoenix hairpin beside his temples.A moment later, Rong Sheng stepped into the room, and the waitresses bowed their heads and stepped out.For a time, only two people stood opposite each other.Rongsheng dipped his pen in cinnabar and looked at the Phoenix crown on Wenjiu's head. He asked calmly, "Wenjiu, what are you thinking?"Wen Jiu smiled lightly and said, "I'm just following your orders and obeying my father's orders. The National Master said this. Doesn't he want the palace to abandon the Western Chu?"Rongsheng suddenly smiled and whispered, "you can do whatever you are asked to do. It's too obedient, but it's not like you."It's abnormal to warm wine like this, but people can't pick the wrong place.There was a difference in the people's hearts of the National Normal University. They couldn't help but slowly said to her, "didn't you always want to go back to Dayan? Why did you promise the emperor's succession so readily today?"Wen Jiu raised his eyes slightly and asked, "do I have to wait until you say the threat? Since the results are the same, why don't you know the truth? You and I can save some energy."Rong Sheng's eyes half narrowed, "I always think... You're going to do something big this time."Wen Jiu looked at him sideways, smiled and said, "since the national master is so worried, it's better to persuade the emperor to take back his order as soon as possible."Rongsheng smiled and said nothing more.Outside the hall, the day was slightly bright, the rain stopped at the beginning, and the wind blew all over the ground.Good world, wind and cloud volume, heaven and earth change.
