Seeing Murong Fu's current state, Huizong knew that Murong Fu had spent a lot of money. He felt a little regretful and said, "I have made King Yan suffer today. I will remember this kindness!"
Xiao Qi saw that Murong Fu was a little weak, so she stepped forward to support him with distress.
"I hope the official will remember what I said today. I am not feeling well, so I will leave first!"
Murong Fu was at his weakest at this time. Although he expected that Huizong would not dare to attack him blatantly, everything was unexpected and it was not suitable to stay in this palace for a long time.
Huizong did not persuade him to stay and asked Han Zhongyan to see Murong Fu off for him.
When they left the palace, the carriage from Prince Yan's Mansion was already waiting outside the palace.
Murong Fu looked at Han Zhongyan and said, "Why don't Prime Minister Han go to the mansion as a guest together?"
Han Zhongyan said with a smile, "King Yan is not in good health today, Han should come to visit another day!" ?.?????.???
The words were full of politeness.
Murong Fu smiled lightly and followed Xiao Qi back to the carriage without forcing it.
Han Zhongyan sent Prince Yan's carriage away respectfully, then glanced at the guards outside the palace gate without leaving a trace, and then went straight back to the palace.
On the carriage, Xiao Qi held Murong Fu's hand tightly, with a caring look on her face, and asked, "Fu Lang, are you okay?"
Murong Fuyun Gong exclaimed, "It doesn't matter, I'll be fine after just a few days of rest!"
Xiao Qi couldn't help but lowered her head and said with a guilty look on her face, "It's all my fault. I brought Ze'er back to Bianjing without permission. I'm afraid it will cause you a lot of trouble, right?"
Murong Fu stretched out his hand to take her into his arms, and said warmly, "What nonsense are you talking about? You are my beloved wife, my princess, your business is my business, what trouble does the family have?"
Xiao Qi was deeply moved. She preferred to hear Murong Fu call her "Mother" than Princess Yan's identity.
Along the way, the two cuddled up and talked a lot about each other. Xiaoqi gradually stopped worrying about her own mistakes and began to tell her how much she missed Murong Fu.
Murong Fu felt strange in his heart. He didn't know what virtue or ability he had to make this golden princess of the Song Dynasty care so much for him and love her forever.
In comparison, using the opponent as a pawn to implement certain plans is a bit too despicable.
Thinking of this, Murong Fu couldn't help but sigh.
"Why did you sigh suddenly?"
Xiao Qi leaned in her arms and couldn't help but raise her head and ask, her face full of happiness.
Murong Fu gently touched her moist lips, then smiled bitterly and said, "I owe you so much, I'm afraid I won't be able to repay it all in this life!"
Xiao Qi's face turned red due to his sudden action, showing a hint of shyness like a daughter's.
"You never owe me anything. As long as I can be with you, that is my biggest wish in this life!"
"Not to mention what happens in this life, if there is an afterlife, I would also like to accompany you for life, life after life, without any regrets!"
Xiao Qi stared at her beloved husband in front of her lovingly and said very seriously.
A warm current surged through Murong Fu's heart. He felt the ambiguous atmosphere in the carriage, and a piece of soft and sweet lips pressed against his. There was no excessive desire intertwined, only the throbbing hearts of the two at this moment, and the mutual exchange between lips and teeth. entangled.
I don't know how long it took, but with a "whisper" sound coming from outside the carriage, Murong Fu reluctantly let go of Xiao Qi, who was panting heavily and her tender cheeks were flushed.
He knew that the other party had a thin face and had already arrived at the palace, so he did not dare to bully her anymore.
Although Xiao Qi was extremely ashamed, she was extremely happy and joyful inside. Especially this kind of excitement that she had never experienced before made her feel unprecedentedly satisfied.
Thinking that Lang Jun seemed to have some unfinished thoughts, Xiao Qi said without being shy, "It's getting late. I'll help you bathe and change clothes later."
When Murong Fu heard this, he immediately became interested and no longer felt tired.
"Then there's Concubine Lao Ai!"
"You, you are not doing anything right!"
Seeing Murong Fu approaching her again to kiss her, Xiao Qi could no longer resist the shame in her heart and ran out quickly.
Murong Fu followed, and the two returned to the palace in a harmonious atmosphere.
At this time, Murong Chengze, who had already learned the news, was waiting for them outside the gate of Prince Yan's Mansion.
"The child has met his father and his mother!"
Murong Chengze was so happy that he thought he would only be able to see his father after returning to Yanbei. He did not expect to see him in Bianjing.
Murong Fu looked at his son, who was almost as tall as his own chest, and couldn't help but said with relief, "My father already knows what happened to you. He has practiced martial arts well and is responsible. Tell me, what reward do you want?"
Murong Chengze rarely heard his father praise him and said excitedly, "My child wants to learn martial arts."
Murong Fu smiled and asked, "Just tell me what martial arts you want to learn, and I will teach you for my father!"
When Murong Chengze heard this, he was even more happy.
"The kid wants to learn daddy's sword-wielding skills!"
Hearing this, the smile on Murong Fu's face disappeared halfway and asked, "Is it your master, the old monk, who told you this?"
Murong Chengze did not dare to hide it and said bluntly, "Master said that the martial arts that my father knows are mixed but very good. Although they are all top-notch magical skills in this world, it is useless to learn more. What he can teach me is no worse than my father. In addition to having a sword-controlling skill, even his old man is ashamed of himself."
Murong Fu saw that he was quite honest, so he didn't blame him for anything. As for what he said, of course he took it as his word. He nodded and agreed, "Well, tomorrow I will teach you the art of sword control as a father, so that your master can open his eyes." "
The stinky monk is indeed very scheming. He couldn't help but beg me, so he instigated my son. You are cruel... Murong Fu couldn't help but grit his teeth as he thought.
After returning to the house, Xiao Qi learned that Murong Fu had come all day and night and was still hungry, so Xiao Qi went to cook the food himself.
At this time, the sky had already darkened, and Murong Fu was alone in the study. Not long after, two people wearing cloaks, covering their figures and faces, walked in.
One of them took off the brim of his hat, and his slightly rickety figure was none other than Han Zhongyan, the Prime Minister of Korea. His real name was Qi Jin, and he was Murong Fu's confidant.
"I've met the head of the family!"
Han Zhongyan saluted quickly.
Although he looks seventy years old now, he is actually only about forty years old. He is just good at disguise.
"I already know your plan, please tell me the next layout!"
Han Zhongyan said, "My subordinates believe that inciting public opinion may not be enough to start an uprising in our Yan country. The number of Han people is actually ten thousand times greater than that of our Xianbei people. If we act too hastily, I am afraid there will be backlash in the future."
Murong Fu had also had this doubt recently. Seeing him express what he was thinking, he showed a hint of appreciation in his eyes and motioned for him to continue.
Only then did Han Zhongyan dare to say, "I believe that although the identity of King Yan has pushed my Murong family to an unprecedented height, it is also a constraint for our Murong family, and we need to find another way out..."
