"Why was this matter concealed and not reported?"
Murong Fu looked at Bao BuTong and scolded angrily.
Bao Tongtong trembled all over and said hurriedly: "I just feel that at this critical moment, it is better not to have any conflict with Song Ting. Since the young master is so attached to love and justice, I am afraid that the young master will cause a big disaster!"
"Third brother, you are too confused. Miss Li and the young master have known each other since childhood. How dare you hide such a big thing?"
After hearing what Bao BuTong said, Deng Baichuan's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but scolded.
"That's enough. From now on, Deng Baichuan will be responsible for the affairs of the Shadow Tower, with Bao BuTong assisting!"
Murong Fu snorted coldly with an ugly face, and then left without looking back.
Seeing Murong Fu walking out of the room with a gloomy expression, Mu Wanqing and the others came forward worriedly.
Murong Fu took a deep breath, forced a smile from his face and said: "You and your second brother Gongye and fourth brother Feng will go to Shaoshi Mountain and wait for me. I'm going to Tokyo and will meet you later."
After seeing Murong Fu's expression just now, the girls knew that something big had happened and agreed without daring to drag him down.
Murong Fu glanced at Deng Baichuan and Bao Bubu, who were following him, and the three of them rode together towards Bianliang, Tokyo.
…
Tokyo City, Li Mansion.
The night was slightly cool, and the breeze was caressing his shadow. Li Qingzhao, dressed in plain clothes and long skirt, still sighed to the moon, his expression full of panic and helplessness.
Looking at the letter paper on the table, she wrote and rubbed it, rubbed it and wrote again, and her father's words of warning to her kept coming to her mind.
"If you tell him about this, you will harm him."
"Fulang..."
Li Qingzhao's eyes were slightly red, but she held back her tears. She crumpled up a letter on the table and threw it away. She wrote on a brand new piece of paper:
“Looking and searching, it’s deserted and miserable, but suddenly it’s warm again…”
The first sentence was filled with ink without any pause, but when she was writing, she stopped, her body trembled slightly, and the hand holding the pen was held by another hand.
"Fu Lang, is that you?"
Although she didn't see who the person behind her was, the familiar feeling almost made her guess the identity of the other person without thinking.
"it's me!"
Murong Fu's voice sounded behind her, just two ordinary words, but it seemed to instantly redeem her heart.
The tears in Li Qingzhao's eyes couldn't help falling from her eyes anymore. She turned around and threw herself into the other person's arms. This warm embrace made her feel more at ease than ever before.
It seems that as long as the other party comes, all problems can be solved.
Murong Fu had already learned everything that happened in the Shadow Tower during the day, but when facing Li Qingzhao, he suppressed all his negative emotions.
Caressing the sweet back of the person in his arms, Murong Fu comforted him softly: "As long as I am here, no one can force you to do anything!"
Li Qingzhao looked at him intently, stretched out his hand to stroke the white hair on Murong Fu's temples, a trace of distress flashed in his eyes and said, "Why are there white hairs?"
"I said it was because of you, do you believe it?"
Murong Fu smiled.
Li Qingzhao was stunned for a moment, then burst into tears and said with a smile: "I believe it!"
After saying that, she took the initiative to kiss him.
Murong Fu swept away the stationery on the table, put his arms around Li Qingzhao's slender waist and hugged him. After a passionate entanglement, two soft hums of satisfaction rang out.
The sweet throat voice was as soft and soft as fairy music. Li Qingzhao looked at the lover in front of him and released all the emotions and pressure that had been suppressed in his heart during this period. The pregnant affection in his eyes melted away, and he was beautiful. Murong Fu's flattery made Murong Fu a little unable to hold on.
The two fought several battles and did not give up until they were exhausted.
After forgetting everything, Li Qingzhao dragged his tired body and did not fall asleep in a hurry, just to take one more look at the person in front of him.
"Fulang, there are some things that you and I cannot change."
Seeing that Li Qingzhao was worried about gains and losses, Murong Fu held her catkins and said gently: "I said, I will handle everything, so don't worry! When you wake up early tomorrow morning, everything will be fine."
As if to get this promise and some comfort, after hearing Murong Fu's words, Li Qingzhao could no longer hold on and fell asleep.
Looking at the sleeping Li Qingzhao, a cold light flashed in Murong Fu's eyes.
He quickly dressed and left the Li Mansion, heading straight to the palace.
In Murong Fu's eyes, the so-called imperial guards were just a group of decorations. With his martial arts at his level, unless they were walking in front of these guards, even if they were standing next to them, they would not be able to feel Murong Fu's strength. Every breath on his body.
Not long after, Murong Fu came to the "Fu Ning Hall", the emperor's palace.
There are maps of royal palaces in various countries in the Shadow Tower. Among them, the Murong family has the deepest penetration into the Song Dynasty palace. It is easy to know the movements of Emperor Zhezong.
Arriving outside Funing Hall, Murong Fu appeared directly in front of the hall without hiding his figure.
After seeing the token on his waist, the chamberlain officer immediately bowed and slowly opened the palace door and let him in.
Murong Fu went straight to the palace and saw that the palace was splendid with gold and jade, and the red candles reflected each other, giving it a royal atmosphere. Compared with the sleeping palaces of the queen mother and concubine, it was a completely different scene.
And on the dragon couch, a figure was whining uncontrollably.
Murong Fu recognized the other person at a glance as Emperor Zhezong Zhao Xu, whom he had met at the Xixia Mission that day. Looking at his face at this time, he looked like he was terminally ill, with sunken eye sockets and a faint aura of death between his brows. Even if he was With the palace doctors taking care of him, he could only live for half a year at most.
When he came to the bedside, Emperor Zhezong looked exhausted, but when he suddenly saw a stranger appearing in front of him, he subconsciously called for help.
There was a silver needle in Murong Fu's hand, and it was stabbed on the point behind his ear. Before Emperor Zhezong could make a sound, he felt dizzy. Murong Fu immediately activated the Soul Transferring Technique to control the opponent. After a few orders, he pulled out the silver needle and left the hall.
When the chamberlain outside the house saw him coming out, he hurriedly bowed and saluted respectfully.
When Murong Fu passed by him, he said, "Watch him, don't let him die!"
"Old slave understands!"
The chamberlain officer smiled knowingly and said in his voice.
After leaving the palace, Murong Fu also began to review the whole incident.
When he left Tokyo with the Xixia Division that day, he taught Li Qingzhao the Marrow Cleansing Sutra and asked her to take care of the body of Princess Zhu.
And with the conditioning of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra and those medicinal foods, Princess Zhu's complexion improved a lot, which made Princess Zhu and the eldest princess particularly grateful to Li Qingzhao.
Therefore, Li Qingzhao's visits to the palace became more frequent, and Princess Zhu was the biological mother of Emperor Zhezong, so the two naturally met often.
