The dew was deep in the night, and the moonlight shone down, covering the palace with a layer of silver.
Zhu Sheng, who had just experienced some intense exercise, stood in front of the window and looked at the stars in the sky, his brows furrowed as if something was bothering him.
The smooth and soft jade arms wrapped around Zhu Sheng's waist from behind. Tang You'er's naked body pressed close to her, and her beautiful lips came to Zhu Sheng's ear, blowing gently and smiling sweetly.
"Mr. Lang is thinking about the two beauties newly admitted to the palace."
Zhu Sheng and Tang You'er have always been in love. They have been married for eight years. Tang You'er also gave birth to the prince Zhu Yun, but the two are still as inseparable as when they were newlyweds.
Even though Zhu Sheng now has many concubines in the harem, he still comes to Kunning Palace to stay for one night every three to five days, eat a meal cooked by Tang Youer himself, and drink some wine to chat about private conversations between husband and wife. .
When no one is around in private, the two of them treat each other as husband and loving wife.
"What, are you jealous?"
Zhu Sheng noticed that Tang You'er was not wearing any clothes and was worried that she would catch a cold. He turned around and hugged her into his arms, caressing her jade back as smooth as satin with his palms and said with a smile.
"Um!"
Tang You'er didn't hide her thoughts at all, rubbing her forehead against Zhu Sheng's short-bearded chin and saying.
"I am old and have given birth to children. How can I compete with those young and beautiful goblins?"
"You are the real little fairy. I am fascinated by you and miss you day and night."
Zhu Sheng raised his hand and patted Tang You'er's buttocks gently. Tang You'er let out a sweet sound, bit her lower lip lightly with her white teeth, and her eyes were filled with sparkles.
"You are bad!"
"Hahaha!"
Zhu Sheng laughed loudly and hugged Tang You'er tighter with his arms.
"By the way, I have been busy with government affairs recently and have not had time to visit my mother. Is my mother still in good health?"
After the couple laughed and joked for a while, Zhu Sheng suddenly asked.
"Recently, my mother has been teaching me how to take care of things in the harem. When I have nothing to do, I play with Yoona and Xiaoba. My mood is actually more cheerful than before."
"Haha, that's right. The mountain that has been weighing on your head for more than half a year has finally been removed, and everyone will feel much lighter. By the way, when I see my mother tomorrow, I might as well... forget it, we can wait until we have a clue."
Zhu Sheng stopped mid-sentence, which aroused Tang You'er's curiosity. But she knew her husband's temper, and she couldn't find out the things he didn't want to talk about no matter how much he asked. If you ask too closely, it will only make you unhappy, so you won't ask any more questions. However, Tang You'er remembered something and spoke.
"My mother often mentions Rong Fei recently, saying that Rong Fei looks like my aunt when she was young. This is why I felt so warm when I saw Rong Fei on the day of the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony."
Zhu Sheng was startled when he heard this.
When he was a child, he often heard his mother mention things about his hometown and relatives that Zhu Sheng had never met.
My mother was only fourteen years old when she entered the palace. There was also an eldest brother and an eldest sister in the family, who were Zhu Sheng's biological uncle and aunt.
According to my mother, she had a very good relationship with her aunt when she was a child. When her mother was elected to the palace and said goodbye, her aunt almost cried to death. Because her hometown was quite far away from Kyoto, her mother never met her relatives in her hometown again after entering the palace. She only learned through letters that her aunt might have been married to someone else not long after her mother left.
Ten years ago, there was a big disaster in my hometown, and we have lost contact with him since then.
It seems... I heard my mother mention that the family to which my eldest aunt was betrothed was named Rong.
Zhu Sheng's eyes suddenly condensed.
Is it a coincidence? still…
Yu Qingzhi's smiling face flashed in Zhu Sheng's mind.
The first time I saw Rong Fei, I felt very pleased with him. Could it be that...
Zhu Sheng was confused for a moment and lost his sleepiness. After comforting Tang You'er and letting her rest on her own, he put on his clothes and took a kind of eunuch guard to the royal study.
After asking all the chamberlains to exit the imperial study, Zhu Sheng tapped the imperial desk with his fingers, closed his eyes and meditated.
After a long time, he called out in a deep voice.
"Here comes Xuan Jiashen."
The old eunuch Jiashen who originally awarded the rewards to Rong Fei and Xiao Shunzi is now the famous director of Dongjishi Factory - the Governor of Dongchang.
"Slave A applies to see His Majesty."
After a long time, the old eunuch's voice sounded outside the imperial study room door.
"Come in."
At this time, Zhu Sheng had returned to his usual calm expression and shouted in a deep voice.
"This slave is joining your majesty..."
After entering the imperial study, Jiashen was about to bow and salute, but was directly interrupted by Zhu Sheng.
"Get Rong Fei's information within an hour. This matter... is not allowed to be spread outside."
"My slave obeys the order."
…
Early the next morning, in the west wing of the small courtyard in Xuanwu Hutong.
Accompanied by the crow of a chicken, Murong Qiu Shui opened his eyes in a daze.
Feeling that her chest was so heavy, Murong Qiu Shui reached out and touched a smooth and smooth arm. Looking to the side, he saw Rong Lan still sleeping soundly with saliva on his face.
"Ah... my head hurts so much. I don't remember how I got into the room last night."
Murong Qiushui supported the bed with her arms and forced herself to sit up, rubbing her aching forehead and trying to recall what happened last night.
Ji Rouer said that Rong Fei was her childhood sweetheart, and she was confused at the time. But before she could decide whether to get angry or not, Rong Lan said that she was actually a flower demon.
Afterwards, Ji Rouer and Ronglan kept apologizing to their drinking companions, and for some reason, she drank unconsciously.
After thinking clearly about what happened last night, Murong Qiushui turned to look at the sleeping Rong Lan again.
Murong Qiu Shui had never left the Qiankun Temple before, and all he knew about demons was through books and the narrations of his elders.
Aren't all monsters supposed to be smelly and ugly? Why is Ronglan so good-looking and lovable?
Oh, by the way, Rong Lan also said last night that monsters are divided into monsters and goblins, so the smelly and ugly ones are monsters, and the fragrant and beautiful ones are goblins.
Monsters are bad if they harm people, and good if they don't harm people.
Looking at Rong Lan who was drooling and murmuring from time to time, Murong Qiu Shui felt that the more he looked at her, the more he liked her. He couldn't help but caress Rong Lan's face with his palms.
So tender! So slippery! It feels so comfortable to the touch, why is my skin so rough?
"Hmm~"
At this moment, Ronglan's cherry mouth made a delicate sound, and Murong Qiushui immediately retracted his hand with a guilty conscience.
"Sister, you're awake."
Rong Lan smiled sleepily at Murong Qiushui.
Seeing this lazy and delicate look made Murong Qiu Shui feel itchy in her heart. She didn't care anymore and hugged Rong Lan's little face with both hands and started to rub it fiercely.
"You little goblin deceived me so hard, you must be punished."
"It hurts, it hurts..."
Ronglan didn't know why and could only cry out in pain.
"Hey, you two are ready. The food is ready. Get up quickly and wash up and eat."
At this time, the door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and Ji Rouer, wearing an apron and holding a spatula, walked in and smiled at the two girls.
"Third sister, please save the slave family, the eldest sister is crazy."
Rong Lan asked for help with unclear words.
Murong Qiushui turned around and stared at Ji Rouer fiercely.
Ji Rouer was startled, took a step back and said with an aggrieved expression.
"Sister, are you still unwilling to forgive Rou'er?"
Murong Qiu Shui let Rong Lan go and jumped off the bed, stood in front of Ji Rou'er and stared at her condescendingly for a long time before saying.
"Hmph! Don't think I'm stupid, you two. I'm actually smart. I've seen through the little tricks you two did last night, and I just wanted to save some face for you, so I didn't expose them on the spot."
With that said, Murong Qiu Shui grabbed Rong Lan's collar and lifted her off the bed, letting her stand side by side with Ji Rou'er.
Ronglan's hair was messy, her clothes were open, and she looked at Murong Qiushui with a pitiful expression.
Murong Qiu Shui was attracted by the ravine exposed on Rong Lan's chest. She lowered her head and whispered on her chest. She thought to herself that she was indeed a little fairy. She was much shorter than me, but she was almost the same size as me.
Looking at Ji Rou'er who was slightly flatter, Murong Qiu Shui felt a sense of superiority in her heart.
snort! I am still the biggest.
No, now is not the time to think about such nonsense.
Murong Qiu Shui shook his head and suddenly became more awake. He stretched out his finger and pointed at Rong Lan first.
The two were very close to each other, and Murong Qiushui's fingers almost touched the tip of Rong Lan's nose.
Murong Qiu Shui was about to speak when she saw Rong Lan sticking out her pink tongue and licking her fingers.
A numbing feeling spread throughout the body, and Murong Qiu Shui took a step back in confusion, and retracted his fingers.
Ji Rouer couldn't hold back her laughter when she saw this.
Rong Lan threw herself into Murong Qiu Shui's arms, wrapped her arms around her waist with her soft and boneless arms, and said in a cooing voice while twisting her body.
"Sister, didn't you forgive me and my sister last night? You are a saint of the universe. You are a person who walks the world on your word. You can't go back on your word and keep your word."
"You...you...you little goblin, let me go."
Murong Qiu's face turned red and she struggled.
"No, my eldest sister is indeed my eldest sister. This place is really big and the pillows are the best. It's so comfortable!"
Rong Lan buried her face in Murong Qiushui's arms and said.
"My mistakes are all Rou'er's fault. I just ask my sister not to be angry. I will admit it even if I want to beat or punish her."
Ji Rou'er, who was on the side, saw that Murong Qiu Shui's attitude had softened, and she quickly apologized in a pitiful manner.
"You...you two are really...so...stop, get dressed and come outside to talk."
Murong Qiushui pushed Rong Lan away, rushed outside the house and shouted.
In the room, Ji Rouer and Rong Lan looked at each other and smiled.
"Let's talk about you first."
Beside the stone table in the courtyard, Murong Qiu Shui was holding a bowl of white porridge in one hand and pointing at Rong Lan with chopsticks in the other hand.
"I don't care if you are a goblin or a monster, and I don't care. Since you kowtowed too much last night, we are sisters with different surnames. No matter what you were like in the past, you must follow the way of being a human being from today on, and you must not do anything harmful to others, otherwise you will not be treated lightly. Rao."
"The slave family knows it! Sister is so kind, hee hee."
Rong Lan, who was also holding a bowl of porridge, nodded obediently in agreement.
"Talk about you again!"
When Murong Qiushui saw Rong Lan's intention to stick out his tongue and lick his chopsticks, he was so frightened that he quickly turned his finger on Ji Rou'er.
"you you…"
But seeing the pitiful expression on Ji Rou'er's face, the anger that Murong Qiu Shui had been brewing dissipated in an instant, and the words of attack he had planned in his heart were forgotten.
"Hmph! For the sake of cooking porridge, I will spare you for now. But as I said before, you are you, and the person named Rong is the person named Rong. You two cannot be confused. Sooner or later, I will seek revenge on him."
After holding it in for a long time, Murong Qiushui said with a fierce expression.
"Sister, why don't the three of us work together to beat up Rong Fei. You are higher in cultivation than him, and with sister Rou'er and me here to help, he will definitely not be able to escape."
Rong Lan's eyes suddenly lit up and he suggested.
