Prince’s Brutal Consort - C110

Xi Men Ruo shook her head. “Ruo Ruo did not discover anything. That’s why I wanted to bring you here. Perhaps, you might discover something.”

As she slowly walked away, everything before her could be considered to be a treasure. Especially the screen in front of her, which reminded her of the painting of a clear and bright river, and made her realize the Emperor’s intentions towards her mother. He loved his mother, but perhaps it was because of that deep love that caused her mother to fall into such a tragic situation.

“Ray, do you know who that man was, since he was in the house that night?”

Xi Men Rui Xue shook her head, “Other than royal father, no one else knows about him.”

After some thought, he said, “That’s impossible. Didn’t a eunuch or palace maid find out and tell the late emperor?”

“No, it was when royal father came to see Rufei that he directly bumped into her. But that person, even at the time of the decree, royal father didn’t say who it was.”

Ruo Ruo thought back to the moment when the late emperor died. Those two small bowls of blood had clearly been placed together, but only the late emperor knew if they were fused together.

That blood should have belonged to the previous Emperor.

His mind was in a mess, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

“I have also investigated for a long time, but at that time, I was not born yet. All that I knew was only known through other people, so I am not sure how much of it is true.”

“Ah Rui, is the Flame Token really in my hands? Was it really given to me by the late emperor? ” She had often wondered if there really was a fire in this world that the Emperor had invented, but had allowed her to carry the burden of her false reputation.

“Ruo Ruo, I think, with royal father’s character, he definitely won’t lie to us, it’s because he’s too upright and upright in his life, and does not know how to be tactful in everything, that’s why when he’s at the throne, he always kept an eye on the Yun Family. First it was Yun Ru Xi’s aunt, then it was Yun Ru Xi, the head of the imperial harem had always been her Yun Family.” His tone was filled with grievance for his royal father.

Ruo Ruo was startled. “Haha, tell me, how much stronger are you compared to your father?”

“Qin Zhiruo, there’s no need for you to worry about our matters. Between me and Yun Ru, there’s even less of a need for you to speak ill of us. That is our own matter.”

“Heh heh, you’ve been hit hard by me, right? The dignified ruler of a nation actually went as far as to do those improper things with his mother. Ximen Ruixue, I feel that your emperor has failed even more than your father.” She had actually relied on selling off her looks to get the Yun Family’s help. This made her feel that Xi Men Rui Xue was weak.

“Haha, even you say that. Haha, I’ve already gotten used to it. Qin Zhiruo, whatever you say, I will never change my original intentions.” His hand clenched into a fist. It was so fierce that his nails dug into his flesh. However, he didn’t even feel any pain.

Hearing his somewhat sorrowful voice, Ruo Ruo didn’t know why, but she felt like a child who had done something wrong and annoyed him.

Biting his lips, he finally stopped speaking those harsh words. Perhaps, he also had some unavoidable difficulties, but when he thought about how intimate he was with Yun Ru Xi, that image made his heart ache.

Seeing that she did not say anything, he pulled her hand and continued to walk inside the house. A studio was filled with painting scrolls, “Ruo Ruo, I heard that Ruo Fei loves to paint the most, and the words that she often hangs on her lips are ink and ink. This is where people can draw their hearts, and all the paintings here are made by her.

Ruoruo nodded, then unfurled a picture of a chrysanthemum, a pale yellow flower with a drop of dew shining in the sunlight. It was so beautiful that her fingers were touching the petals of the painting, as if they were still fragrant.

It was signed with three small, graceful words: Ling Xueru.

Her fingertips slid down the three words as if she were caressing the back of her mother’s hand instead of the handwriting.

He looked at the painting silently, and a tear fell down unexpectedly. It touched the painting with a bit of ink, causing it to wake up. He quickly wiped away the tears and said, “A-Rui, I crippled this painting.”

“You fool, don’t be afraid. Or maybe you can make your mother feel that you’ve come to see her.”

As he said this, she suddenly felt that he made sense. Her tear-stained face immediately broke into a smile. If her mother could see her, then she would definitely see her smiling face.

Looking at the pictures one by one, Ling Xueruo’s paintings were mostly of chrysanthemums, blooming, budding and half-blooming. The plants were so beautiful, so lifelike that they looked like real flowers. Mother really was a woman who loved chrysanthemums.

But just as this thought flashed through her mind, another woman who loved chrysanthemums also flashed into her mind. It was the queen played by Gong Li, the heroine of The City Is Golden Armour.

In that instant, his heart trembled. The fate of both of them was the same — death.

“Ruo Ruo, what are you thinking about?” While Zhiruo was lost in thought in the story of the movie, Ximen Ruixue shook her arm and called out in a low voice.

He woke up with a start. His forehead was covered in cold sweat. He couldn’t get rid of that horrible feeling. “Rui, I’m tired. I want to go back and rest.”

“Alright.” As he escorted her to the corridor and bent over to pick up the blanket that hung on the railing, suddenly, a cold wind blew in the darkness, and at the same time, a dart flew over.

Ruo Ruo’s original sweat became even heavier. When she looked over, she saw that the dart was nailed to a pillar in front of her, and beneath the dart was a piece of paper, on which were some words written in ink. She wanted to know what the words on the dart were, but everything that happened here aroused her curiosity.

“Stop.” However, Xi Men Rui Xue pulled her wrist, causing her to lower her hand, “Ruo Ruo is poisonous.”

She did not dare to move. Her breathing seemed to have stopped. She stared at the dart and the note underneath it. She was stunned.

“Allow me.” She reached out and tore off a part of her sleeve, wrapping it around her hand before grabbing the dart in an instant. When she gently pulled it out, it was accompanied by the note, and by the light of the lantern on the porch, a line of clear writing twisted and turned on it.

He turned around abruptly, but when he looked in the direction the dart had come from, there was no one there.

“Fuqing, quickly go and investigate. We have to find that person.” In the empty corridor, Xi Men Rui Xue’s voice was loud like a bell. If it wasn’t for the fact that Ruo Rui was by his side just now, he would have chased her out in one go.

In the darkness, Fu Qing’s voice came from afar. “Your subordinate obeys.”

All the good moods stop because of this dart, do not know who, but know that the person who throw this dart absolutely does not come with good intentions.

It was clear that they were trying to stir up some sort of relationship with Ximen Ruoxue. Once the flames were released, Ximen Baiyuan would definitely overturn them.

Yingying looked at the chrysanthemum flowers in the yard, but did not know whether it was those delicate flowers that dyed her feelings, or her emotions that dyed the flowers, but only a gust of wind, the sound of falling was not like the raindrops that had always been hidden in the petals, but rather crystal clear tears.

It was like the tears of a concubine, and it was also her tears.

That night, he slept with her in his arms for a long time before finally falling asleep. The air was filled with the heavy fragrance of his body. Imperial Physician Li came and left, and rumors of the emperor’s illness circulated everywhere.

But before the sky brightened, two people were carried out of a small corner door in the Jing Yang Palace by a sedan.

Ruo Ruo was still sleeping soundly. As her body pressed against the heat source in front of her, the tip of her nose slid across the man’s clothes, causing her to feel cold.

When they woke up, the two of them had already left the palace. At this moment, Xi Men Rui Xue was lifting the curtain of the carriage with her own hands. She then jumped onto a carriage.

The wheels of the carriage were rumbling. He actually carried her on his back and brought her out of the palace while she was sleeping. The only thing that could allow her to pass through the cycle of reincarnation was her watch.

His heart was in chaos.

Who loves? Who did he hate?

None of them were able to explain themselves. However, Xi Men Rui Xue did not give her the opportunity to choose and comb through. She just brought her all the way out of the palace.

“Your Majesty, what should we do in the imperial court?” She thought that he was just joking around, but now, if she knew that it wasn’t the case, he had really taken her out of the palace.

“I’m sick.” He was laughing, his laughter was bewitching, and it made her heart beat faster.

Seeing his expression, the calm as if everything was under his control, Imperial Physician Li announced last night that the Emperor was sick and had to stay in Jingyang Palace to recuperate. As a result, he handed over the matters of the palace to Qin Xiang and Yun Xiang for discussion before deciding on a course of action.

“Your majesty, aren’t you afraid of there being a dispute within the imperial court?” He was happy that it was so easy, but would those two people really work for him? I’m afraid not.

“Some people will only show themselves if you give them more chances. Besides, there will definitely be some injuries during a fight between two tigers. When the time comes, the fisherman will be the one to reap the rewards.” As he had said before, his only thought now was how he should get out of the palace and play.

A soft couch was placed in it, and it was extremely comfortable whether she was lying or lying down. Thus, Xi Men Rui Xue sat on the bed while hugging her, and from time to time, she would lift the curtain of the carriage to look out the window. Smoke was already rising in spirals from the house, and the first morning after the rain was quietly waking up.

The light in her eyes was like smoke or mist, fresh to the point that it seemed as if water would drip out, causing one to feel exceptionally good.