Deposed Empress General Chapter 45

Zuo Canglang slept for two days, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that someone saw by the bed, an old lady Wen. She was startled, and old lady Wen already laughed, saying, "You've finally awoken, and if you had continued to not wake, you would probably have worried others to no end, ah!"

Zuo Canglang saw that her eyes had gotten red from staying up, and said, "In the estate, it's not like there aren't servants to take care of matters, why did you have to watch over here? You're at such an age, where you shouldn't stay up late and exacerbate the complications to your health."

Old lady Wen also didn't act too distantly, but said, "Ultimately, you're still a member of our own family, so how could we just let the servants to take care. I'll go and tell the royal doctors to come and take another look."

Zuo Canglang said, "I'm fine, as the wound I personally suffered, how could I not know how serious it is personally? No need to worry."

Old lady Wen got up, and while walking out, said, "If everyone that was injured each had knowledge of their own wounds, then what need is there for doctors."

Not long later, the royal doctor came in from outside, and once again took her pulse. The room got all loud, as the several doctors that were all advanced in age all began discussing the prescription, with a servant bringing in a bowl of black medicine in. Old lady Wen took the medicine, and sat by Zuo Canglang's bedside, saying, "Here, first drink the medicine."

Zuo Canglang just reached her hand over, and Madam Wen shook her head, using a spoon to draw a spoonful of medicine, wanting to feed her. Zuo Canglang just directly lifted the bowl, and in two or three mouthfuls, directly dumped drank it all. Old lady Wen helped wipe her mouth, and then stuff a dried plum into her mouth.

Zuo Canglang sucked the dried plum, asking, "Where is the old sir?"

Madam Wen said, "He was called away early in the morning, and at this time, still hasn't returned yet."

Zuo Canglang asked, "Who's people called him away? People from the palace?"

Madam Wen said, "It wasn't people from the palace, as when I asked him, he was unwilling to speak. Don't worry, as towards Wen family, his majesty is ultimately extremely gracious, and in Jinyang city, who could do anything to him?"

Zuo Canglang nodded, and after drinking the medicine, was a bit tired, so she quickly fell back asleep.

In the royal prisons, Murong Yan stood outside the interrogation chamber, as Feng Ping and Zhou Xin were currently torturing an assassin. This time, the assassins that came weren't small in number, and had previously hidden inside Mingyue platform's Mingyue pavilion. If they didn't have insiders in the palace, it was entirely impossible.

Additionally, the martial prowess of those seven assassins, was not normal, and wanting to discern their identity, would probably be a very easy matter.

But they didn't carry any identifiable papers, and they also didn't carry anything that revealed their identities.

The various torture methods were used, and some people had already perished to the torture, but not a single person spoke. Some people even had bitten their tongues off, committing suicide. Murong Yan stood before these bloody assassins, his expression passing over their faces, saying, "Actually, with you all staying silent, I still know who you are."

The several of them behaved as if they hadn't heard it,, not even bothering to look at him. Murong Yan said, "With your abilities, in the martial arts world, it is impossible for you all to be unknown, and you all had not previously prepared for suicide, and also did not behave like assassins. Cang Tianqi ordered you all to come, right?"

As the three words Cang Tian Qi entered their ears, the three of them seemed as though they had been stabbed by needles, their bodies all tightening a bit. Murong Yan said, "Whether you all admit or not, towards this king, is not actually important. Because no matter if you all admit it or not, or what you say, it is entirely pointless."

He turned to look at Feng Ping, saying, "Bring forth the confessions."

Feng Ping affirmed, and brought forth a confession that had long been prepared. Murong Yan said, "Just make any of them affix their fingerprint."

Feng Ping stared at the few of them, deeply saying, "Whomever is willing to affix their sign, can avoid death."

"Pei!" Someone spat bloody spittle on his face. Feng Ping walked before that person's face, suddenly pulling out his blade from his waist, directly cutting off his hand! That person's body shook, blood spraying out. Feng Ping didn't bother taking an extra look, but turned to pick up the decapitated limb, and dipping it into ink, quickly placed the hand print on the confession.

Murong Yan received that confession, saying, "Isn't there one here now? Cang Tianqi ordered his disciples to enter Jinyang, to ruin the ceremony for crowning the queen, planning on assassinating this king. Mmm, who was the insider, eh? This type of matter, if he didn't have an insider in Jinyang city, he could not have planned it."

Feng Ping and Zhou Xin stood before him, afraid to make a sound. Wanting to say who was suspicious, the most suspicious one would be the two of them. Luckily, they had always both been people by Murong Yan's side. This caused Murong Yan to not even have a place to start pursuing the matter.

Murong Yan thought for a while, saying, "In court, father king has many important officials, so anyone is possible. But the most suspicious one, could only be Bi Chengjing. Bi Chengjing on his own, could also probably not have done it, so this matter, the one responsible for assisting in the construction of the Fuyun platform, is also not unrelated. Then just add a construction official, Wan Lou."

Zhou Xin's body shook, and Feng Ping had already written down an additional confession, and then used another move to cut off another person's hand, continuing to press the print on.

Murong Yan threw the two confessions in front of Zhou Xin, saying, "What are you still waiting for?"

Zhou Xin shook as he picked up the confessions, "Your....... your majesty......." Murong Yan looked over, and he only said, "Yes, this subject will do it now!"

In the middle of the night, at three in the morning, the imperial guard silently surrounded the left minister's estate.

The soldiers all carried torches, and without saying a second word, people had lifted a log and knocked open the gate. The members of the minister's estate were all awakened by this, and a servant loudly yelled, "Who is it? What great guts to actually break into the minister's estate!"

Zhou Xin and Feng Ping rode on their horses, and Feng Ping looked left and right, but saw that the members of the minister's estate had all slowly been woken. "Arrest Bi Chengjing's entire family from old to young, do not let a single one escape."

The imperial guard all loudly affirmed, and immediately began seizing people.

Bi Chengjing had risen tiredly, and walking into the central hall, he saw Zhou Xin and Feng Ping. As though he had discovered something, "Indeed, ultimately could not avoid this day." Zhou Xin said, "Old minister, his majesty doesn't have any other meaning, only that the assassins within prison had ratted out minister, so we're asking minister to accompany us on a trip, and not to make things difficult for us."

Feng Ping said, "What are you saying all this to him for? Do you think this way he will be thankful towards you? Come, guards, have Bi Cheng Jing locked up!"

Zhou Xin opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but finally, didn't end up saying anything. Bi Chengjing had entered court as an official for forty years, and in a short amount of time, the imperial guard was still afraid to move. Feng Ping coldly harrumphed, before getting off his horse and heading forwards, locking the black locks around Bi Chengjing's body.

"Old sir!" The torch lightly barely illuminated the darkness, and an old woman that was around sixty rushed over. Feng Ping slashed over with his blade, and the blade harshly cut into flesh, the wife screamed out painfully, falling to the ground. Bi Chengjing's calm demeanor finally was disrupted, "Madam!!"

He wanted to head forwards, but the imperial guard suppressed him, pushing him out of the estate. Bi Chengjing struggled a lot, and the crowd began to grow emotional.

At this, Zhou Xin finally dismounted and came over, yelling out, "Feng Ping! You're not allowed to harm people! His majesty only ordered us to bring back minister Bi! What are you planning on doing?!"

Feng Ping turned around to look at him, saying, "What his majesty intends, do you really not understand?"

The imperial guard began sealing the minister's estate, and in the estate, some children began weeping, and women began escaping. But how could these people escape from the imperial guards? Very quickly, the minister's family was all locked up in prison carts. Zhou Xin turned around, and looked at Madam Bi's corpse atop the steps, and not knowing why, he felt a bit cold.

That day, the news that Bi Chengjing was arrested, was spread in Jinyang city. The officials and the people all began gossiping.

In the morning court, Bao Zhengshu and the other high officials were all extremely worried, "Your majesty! Old minister Bi has assisted the Murong clan until today for four generations of rulers! Just based on a few confessions from assassins, and their baseless words, how could you establish that official Bi had ties to them, ah!"

Hearing of his fate, his friends also stood out, saying, "Your majesty! We dare to ask currently, how many assassins are left? Since it concerns a rank-one official in court's innocence, or the matter of his family's lives, we beg to be given the opportunity to publicly question them, ah!"

Murong Yan lightly played with the eighteen beads in his left hand, allowing the ministers to argue, not saying a single word.

Until court was dismissed, Wang Yunzhao said, "Your majesty, for lunch are you heading to the queen's chambers?"

Murong Yan said, "On Jiang Sanyi's side, has there been any reaction?" Wang Yunzhao was startled, and Murong Yan said, "If he is smart, he should have had a reaction."

Wang Yunzhao didn't answer him, and Murong Yan's footsteps didn't stop, as he walked the whole way to Qi Feng Hall. Jiang Bilan personally prepared dishes, and made a lot of accompanying vegetable dishes. But her personally preparing dishes, was just helping the chef to wash all of the vegetables, and helping the chef boil water, while she was responsible for standing by the side to make orders, washing away some soil on the vegetables, tasting the dishes, etc. only.

Murong Yan had just walked inside, and Jiang Bilan had already rushed over, and was about to kneel to pay respects, before he was stopped by Murong Yan, "No need. I've already said, when it's just us, there's no need to pay such respects."

Jiang Bilan lightly pursed her lips, and helped him remove his cloak, passing it to a palace servant saying, "As long as I see big brother Yan come here, no matter how big of a respect, I am also willing to pay."

Murong Yan moved his hand, and only felt that the jade like arm wrapped around his arm was slippery and difficult to grasp, so he said, "Lan'er, today what good food have you made? This king hadn't entered yet, and already smelt its fragrance."

Jiang Bilan's face carried two degrees of glee, and immediately ordered palace servants to bring forth the dishes, immediately introducing each dish. Murong Yan smiled as he listened to her speaking, a national beauty, and each small smile and expression was a beautiful scene. Murong Yan watched as a small dish of rock candy steamed meat, and that sugary drizzle was bright and flashy, wrapping around the fatty slice of meat, emitting a long clear strip.

He laughed as he said, "This dish, only Ah Zuo could eat."

Jiang Bilan was startled, and at the side, Wang Yunzhao quickly helped him receive a piece, saying, "Yeah, ah, General Zuo, General Zhou Xin, Head of the Guards, Feng Ping are all military personnel, and it is difficult for them not to prefer these types of oily foods."

Jiang Bilan's expression was immediately awkward, saying, "I forgot that big brother Yan has always eaten light foods, it's just that I had just learned this dish, that's why......"

Murong Yan actually reached his chopsticks out, taking a piece, saying, "Then I must have a taste?"

That sugary syrup melted on his lips, and he only felt it was excessively oily and thick, but it was just that, without knowing why, he purposefully took another bite into it. These things, in that person's mouth, did it also taste like this? But it actually wasn't good, ah, why would she like it then?

Jiang Bilan served at the side, and after lunch was consumed, she lightly asked, "Big brother Yan, do you want to stay here for a little bit?"

Murong Yan lightly lifted her chin, saying, "A beauty keeping a guest, how could it be rejected?"

Jiang Bilan lightly smiled, and helped him undress. Wang Yunzhao saw that he had agreed to stay, and still found it a little bit unexpected, after all, he had previously unwittingly mentioned Zuo Canglang, and he had thought Murong Yan would head to Wen estate.

Outside the imperial court, it had already gotten messy like a pot of soup. Jiang Sanyi heard that the assassins had confessed the matter of Bi Chengjing's involvement, and he was also greatly surprised. Madam Zheng was even more worried, saying, "Old sir, what do you think his majesty ultimately means with this? Does he intend on cleaning out king Yan's old subject officials?"

Jiang Sanyi was a bit irritated, saying, "He is also personally king Yan's son, so would he even clean himself out? Our daughter is in the palace living peacefully as queen, so why are you so worried?"

Madam Zheng was afraid to say anything more, and Jiang Sanyi suddenly seemed as though he thought of something, and busily said, "Hurry, hurry and prepare the carriage, as I need to make a trip outside!"

How could Madam Zheng disobey his order, and quickly summoned a carriage. Jiang Sanyi quickly rushed to his former associate, who was still in court's home, and gathered the group of them together, and thus sternly reminded them. Today, people began secretly investigating Bi estate.

Bi Chengjing was originally biased for Murong Yuan, and some matters, it was just that it had not been investigated, but once it was investigated, it turned out to have many layers of depth to it. For example, Bi Chengjing had formerly, at Fang Chang temple, prayed for Murong Yuan, and lit a lantern for him. For example, Bi Chengjing's nephew was currently still escaping with Murong Yuan and the abolished crown prince.

But, these partial pieces of evidence, could not be used to incriminate Bi Chengjing. His influence on the court could not disappear, and if the evidence was insufficient, one only feared that even if it was Murong Yan, he himself probably wouldn't dare to lightly do anything to him. But though Bi Chengjing was a relatively clean official, but had always been pretty free on the side. A large piece of evidence, in a short period of time, indeed could not be found.

Jiang Sanyi's wife's little brother, currently, the Central Works bureaucrat, Zheng Zhizhou said, "Brother-in-law, these things probably are not enough to be believed, as I see it......" He came close to Jiang Sanyi, and spoke into his ear for a while. After Jiang Sanyi listened, he slightly wavered, saying, "Go and do it first, as I will first look for people to inquire it a bit, as we first need to understand his majesty's intent first. Remember, this must be done with the utmost secrecy, as the matter of framing someone, once evidence falls into Bi Chengjing's peoples' hands, that is the matter that can result in the destruction of one's family!"

Zheng Zhizhou repeatedly told him to relax, and he quickly personally brought along some of his closest confidantes to leave.

Jiang Sanyi thought it over, and ordered people to prepare a thick present, and visited Feng Ping---- he had heard, according to rumors, that when Feng Ping had entered Bi Chengjing's estate, he had personally slain Bi Chengjing's wife. Feng Ping currently was the head of the imperial guard, and was someone Murong Yan truly trusted.

But seeing Jiang Sanyi, he was still extremely cordial, "Official Jiang, have you been well?"

Jiang Sanyi's face was filled with smiles, saying, "Head of the Imperial Guard Feng, this old man has been free without much matters, and has come to see you out of the blue, and hopes that it is best if I have not bothered Imperial Guard head Feng."

Feng Ping said, "Since official Jiang has visited my humble abode, of course it wouldn't be a visit out of the blue. We are both people working for his majesty, so if there is any matter, I'm asking official to speak clearly."

Jiang Sanyi said, "Imperial Guard Head Feng is frank!" Saying thus, he waved his hand, and some people brought a few boxes inside. Jiang Sanyi personally opened them, and the boxes were all filled with gold, silver, and treasures. Feng Ping was still a little bit startled---- this Jiang Sanyi, after returning to Jinyang city for a short period of time, his moves were already so expensive.

Jiang Sanyi said, "Not going to hide the truth from you, but this old one came over today, because there is one matter that I wish to inquire of it from Imperial Guard Head Feng."

Feng Ping was extremely intelligent and asked, "The matter of old minister Bi?" Jiang Sanyi admitted it, and Feng Ping smiled, saying, "Actually the several assassins although they were tortured, but they didn't confess." He told of how Murong Yan had retrieved the confessions, and Jiang Sanyi was suddenly enlightened!

Even before he had the opportunity to say his goodbyes, he had hurriedly left.

The next day, when the imperial guard was sealing Bi Chengjing's minister's estate, the amount of gold, silver, and treasures, as well as bank notes numbered in the numberless ten's of thousands!

This matter, caused a big ruckus, making the entire imperial court startled.

That night, a great rain fell. Zuo Canglang was awakened by the lightning and thunder, and sat up. In the middle of the night, when it was quiet, someone had hammered on the estate gate frantically. She had laid on the bed for five days, and only felt that all her bones had hardened. At this time, she struggled off the bed, and supporting the bed frame, walked over beside the desk, pouring tea.

Right as she was drinking water, suddenly, she heard outside, people were crying, and it was the voice of a man. Although the strong rains were falling, but this type of sound was soft until almost nobody could hear it, but with her hearing, she could still lightly hear it.

In the middle of the night, who would come to Wen estate to cry so bitterly?

She supported herself with the table, and slowly nudged herself over to the door, careful not to pressure her wound. Outside the door, there was a servant girl watching for the night, and it was just that the girl was young, and rarely saw Zuo Canglang usually, so she had fallen asleep very deeply. Zuo Canglang came out from the room, and just saw someone draped in a black cloak entering the estate, and without a second word, had knelt before old sir Wen.

Old Sir Wen was startled, and helped the person up, with a careful look, he suddenly said, "Young nephew Dong Ting?!"

The person who came was actually Bi Chengjing's eldest son, Bi Dong Ting! The ground around him all drizzled with water, and he said, "Uncle Wen, I beg you to save my father!" Before his words had been finished, his forehead had already hit the ground, as he continuously kowtowed into the ground. Wen Xingye said, "Nephew can only quickly rise, quickly rise!" On one hand, supporting him, and on the other hand, calling for old madam Wen, saying, "Hurry and boil some tea!"

Old madam Wen immediately went over to do it, and Wen Xingye asked, "Nephew, the matter of Bi family, I have also heard of! I've heard that minister's estate, from old to young has all entered prison, so how have you escaped from prison?"

Bi Dong Ting said, "Father had once helped a old prison warden, and the old prison warden risked his life to let this nephew out to beg for help! Uncle Wen, currently my Bi family, the hundred-some people, has all been thrown in prison. Father is innocent, and this nephew could only come to beg you!"

Wen Xingye had people bring dry clothes, and said, "Nephew, ah, currently in court, I have neither power nor authority, so even if I have the desire, what could I do, ah?"

Bi Dong Ting said, "Uncle Wen, you and my father are friends for many years, so can you really bear to watch my father, at such an advanced age, to perish in prison?"

Wen Xingye said, "Nephew, ah, currently Jinyang city's gate has many guards, but there are a few people, who can still be counted as listening to my words. Why don't you escape the city in the night, so at the least, you can still preserve the Bi family bloodline, ah!"

Bi Dong Ting cried loudly, "Uncle Wen, my entire family from old to young is all in prison, and mother's corpse, nobody has gathered, so how could I escape on my own! Currently this nephew's heart is unsettled, so I'm begging uncle Wen to help this nephew to point out a path forward!"

He had already fallen into despair, and was covered in tears and snot, causing people to feel pity. Wen Xingye said, "Jiang Sanyi, this group of people, are whole heartedly planning on forcing big brother Bi to die, ah."

Outside, a large number of people had gathered, and not long later, someone knocked the door. The steward opened the door, and they only saw Feng Ping bring a group of people, saying, "Where is old sir Wen?" And without listening to the steward, entered.

Wen Xingye stood before the hall, his back straight, asking, "Imperial Guard Head, Feng, has visited late in the night. Did you hope to make a joke within the entire court, and lock up my entire Wen estate?"

Feng Ping was startled, and at this lightly paid respect, "Country Stabilizing Gong, this official does not dare. This official only heard that a convict had escaped, heading towards Wen estate, and was worried for the safety of Country Stabilizing Gong's estate, so has especially come. So I would ask Country Stabilizing Gong to hand over the convict, so this official also can have something to report back to his majesty."

Wen Xingye's nails on his right hand were stabbed into his hand, and his lips shook, his teeth clenched, but for a long time, he didn't speak a single word. Bi Dong Ting who was hiding within seemed as though he had finally become clear minded. He turned his head, and towards Old Madam Wen, said, "Auntie Wen, Dong Ting was careless, and only fears that it would lead to a disaster for Wen estate. But other than Wen estate, Dong Ting already has no other place to go. So I beg for auntie's forgiveness."

Old lady Wen covered her tears, saying, "Dong Ting, ah, don't talk like this. It's Wen family that is useless, ah!"

Bi Dong Ting said, "Auntie, go and bring ropes and lock, to tie me up."

Old lady Wen said, "Dong Ting, with your uncle Wen in the front, they wouldn't necessarily dare to rush in to search the estate. After they leave, you should leave the city!"

Bi Dong Ting shook his head, saying, "Auntie, I cannot leave my father behind, my brothers, my wife and child. Additionally, this Feng Ping slew my mother, so he could not possibly let me go so easily. Just tie my up."

After this, Bi Dong Ting came out from inside, his two hands tied up, and he slowly walked towards Feng Ping. The imperial guard escorted him out of Wen estate, and once again threw him into the prisons. He suddenly turned back, with a face just like Wen Qi's, making Wen Xingye's eyes turn red.

A long time later, the sound of the imperial guard leaving became quiet, and Wen Xingye slowly turned back. Separated by the bead screen, he saw Zuo Canglang standing behind it.

He opened his mouth, and finally only said, "Your wounds aren't recovered yet, so why have you started walking around already? You should return to you room."

Saying thus, he slowly walked towards the back yard. He walked very slowly, his cane slow, and suddenly, he had the feeling of an old and tired man. Old madam Wen came forward to support him, and the two old couples stood together, like a sad sight.

That day, Murong Yan announced before court, that the minister's position, could not stay empty. He would temporarily have Jiang Sanyi take up the position as minister.

Within court, nobody dared to speak, as in this time period, previously, when Bi Chengjing spoke frankly, he was esteemed and above the masses, so everyone didn't have much concern. Additionally, actually some old officials, not many officials really put Murong Yan in their eyes. One one hand, their faction was powerful, but on another hand, they had after all, been people that had served his father, so they kept feeling he was still somewhat young, and needed suppression or reminders everywhere.

Additionally, back then, when Murong Yan had been a royal prince, he had actually not done anything great, so this had also created the current habits among the officials to be dismissive towards him. Even though he had become the ruler, and won a few battles beautifully, but within court, he had not undertaken purges, and did not implicate the old subordinates of the Wen family, so it could be said, though he had a lot of grace, but was insufficient in his discipline.

That's why a lot of times, even though they evidently knew Murong Yan's intention, they would still object his policies, and not leave any ground.

But currently, suddenly within the span of a single night, the one that was the most impossible to fall, Bi Chengjing, this great tree, had fallen. And he had completely fallen. Thus these old officials finally realized, actually their own necks, were all pressed against a blade.

And now, this ruler that had always never received grace, had revealed his executioner's blade.

The officials all knelt and bowed, and Murong Yan said, "Since the officials all don't have any objections, this matter will just be settled like this."

Jiang Sanyi knelt to thank his grace, and the imperial court was silent without a sound.

At noon, Jiang Bilan was at Qi Feng Hall, Hui Yun and Hua Yue ran over, announcing the good news to her. She heard that her father had become the left minister, but her face didn't show any happy expression. Hui Yun didn't understand, "Your ladyship, this is a good matter, as in the future, you will not be all alone without aid."

Jiang Bilan said, "This is just a matter that father has always wanted, as he gave birth to me, raised me, just to have me be useful to him, so what is there to be happy over."

Hua Yue said, "Your ladyship, right now, your ladyship is on her own, and receives sole favor within the imperial harem. Of course you wouldn't feel it. But if in the future, your ladyship has a prince, of course you must have the support of your paternal family, to avoid other ladies from......"

Before she finished speaking, Hui Yun said, "Hua Yue!"

Hua Yue was startled, and finally discovered that she had something, and immediately paled, immediately kneeling down on the ground and slapping her mouth, "This servant girl deserves to die! His majesty solely favors your ladyship, this palace other than our ladyship the queen, how could it ever have any other ladyships......"

Jiang Bilan said, "You may rise. I also only spoke flippantly, as he is after all my father, so could I possibly hope that he is unwell?"

At this, the two servant girls finally released their breath, and came over to help her massage her legs and her shoulders. Jiang Bilan asked, "Is his majesty coming over tonight?"

Hui Yun said, "A moment ago, head steward Wang came over to send the news, saying that tonight, his majesty wants to discuss military matters with several generals, so he will not come over. He had even especially instructed your ladyship to rest early."

Jiang Bilan smiled sweetly, saying, "In a moment I will personally cook, so tonight, send over a bowl of soup over."

Hui Yun, Hua Yue had grown up together with her, and immediately answered, "Look at out ladyship, with one mention of his majesty, even her heart turns sweet."

Jiang Bilan mocked anger, "Two little servant girls, you two don't wish to live!!"

That night, in Wen estate.

Experiencing the previous night's matter with Bi Dong Ting, the entire estate fell into a strange silence. Zuo Canglang couldn't sleep, but since she had secretly gotten up last night, and caused the watching servant girl to receive punishment, she also didn't want to rise from bed, and only struggled with her eyes, staring into space on her bed.

After some unknown amount of time, suddenly her window made a slight noise, and someone came in from outside. Zuo Canglang was startled---- who would dare to do this type of sneaky thing in Wen estate?

But it was only momentarily, as with the accompanying moonlight, she saw the person that came, and she suddenly was startled, "Lord...... lord master!" Even though Murong Yan had ascended for a non-insignificant amount of time now, she would still occasionally forget to change the way she called him. But Murong Yan purposefully also didn't find fault with her, and walked a few steps closer beside her bed. Zuo Canglang worriedly said, "At this time of night, how come you've come?!"

Murong Yan hadn't yet spoken, when outside, the servant girl guarding asked, "General? What's the matter?"

She had received punishment during the day, and thus in the night, she actually had grown awake. Speaking thus, she came over to open the door.

This was the first time Zuo Canglang experienced that rush of nervousness, as if that servant girl opened the door and saw that there was a male in her room, she would probably immediately screech in terror, leading to the entire estate learning of the matter!

She, in the immediate moment didn't know what to do, but Murong Yan's speed was excessively fast, and immediately jumped onto the bed. Zuo Canglang could only cover him with the blanket, as outside, the servant girl opened the door, asking, "General? Are you thirsty? This servant girl will serve you some water."

Saying thus, she came over to pour water, and Zuo Canglang was originally thinking of saying she wasn't thirsty, but seeing that she had brought a cup over, she could only pull aside the bed curtain, and receive the cup. As she received the cup, Murong Yan who was in the blanket slowly wrapped his hands around her waist.

Her two hands shook, and the cup almost fell to the ground.