C36 Part3

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Walking under the scorching sun, Murong Ci was sweating, and her back was sweaty, but she didn't care,

"Liu Mei clearly left the Palace fifteen years ago...

So why would she return to the Palace ten years later?

And more importantly, why would she willingly enter the Spring Wuyuan Courtyard to serve someone with no hope, a demoted Concubine that had become a commoner, whose life was over?

Isn't that too weird?"

Shen Zhiyan nodded,

"What's even more strange is that the Liu Mei who suddenly returned to the palace was not like the original Liu Mei who was disfigured.

Concubine An and Liu Mei have been together for so many years.

So it's impossible for her not to realize the difference.

Also, Concubine An suddenly said she suffered of headaches, and started covering her head and face in the name of a head sickness.

It is clear that she didn't want people to see her face."

"The current 'Liu Mei' is not that Liu Mei, so the current Concubine An..."

She thought hard, as if a flash of lightning flashed by,

"The current Concubine An is not the original Concubine An either!"

"This makes sense.

But who are these master and servant then?

Why would they impersonate Concubine An and Liu Mei?

What are they trying to hide in the Spring Wuyuan Courtyard?"

He frowned,

"Another bigger suspicion lies in front of us."

"Yeah, who are they?

The deaths of Concubine Bai and Concubine Mo have something to do with them?"

Murong Ci frowned,

"If we ask them directly, we won't be able to get anything in return and we will just startle them, making it harder to investigate."

"Fortunately, the Palace is finally at peace these few days.

We can investigate this matter slowly."

Shen Zhiyan comforted.

She nodded, she could only do this now.

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The Emperor's Palace, Qingyuan Hall

Murong Ci came to pay a visit to the Emperor Father, and the "father and son" spoke for a long time.

Murong Cheng ate the chicken porridge and took his medicine.

She helped him to lie down and rest, preparing to retire.

At this time, someone broke in with her clothes and belt floating like whirlwind.

A beautiful red shadow leaned against the Emperor's dragon couch.

Her body was soft and charming, her voice was delicate and crisp,

"Emperor Father, this daughter and subordinate comes to greet the Emperor Father."

Such a filial daughter's attitude, scored five or six points of coquettish attitude.

Murong Ci's heart was slightly bitter.

In this life, she would never have the opportunity to act like a spoiled daughter to her Father...

Murong Cheng patted Murong Chang's hands, as white as snow, and smiled lovingly,

"Zhaohua is such a good and filial daughter, and I am comforted."

"Emperor Father, from now on, every day, this daughter will come to greet the Emperor Father.

I have been out of the Palace for half a year.

I've failed to know in time that my Dear Father was seriously ill and I've failed to rush back to attend the illness.

It won't be like this anymore.

From now on, this Daughter of Yours will accompany the Emperor Father every day."

Murong Chang said sweetly, with a sweet smile on her small face, enough to drown hundreds of ants.

"Good, good."

He smiled cheerfully, very happily.

She looked at Murong Ci and winked secretly,

"The Prince Brother is getting more and more handsome."

Murong Ci said:

"Emperor Father, the Princess Sister is not too young anymore and I believe she's at the age of marriage.

But the Emperor Father has to rest for a while.

So, how about giving the Princess Sister a marriage, but holding the wedding ceremony after the Emperor Father's dragon body has physically recovered?

What does the Emperor Father think?"

Murong Chang held her Father's hands and acted like a filial daughter and said coquettishly:

"Emperor Father, this daughter doesn't want to get married!

I want to stay by my Emperor Father's side for a few more years.

But I don't know why, I can hear people chewing their tongue, saying that this daughter is......"

With that, she lowered her head, scoring more points: five points wronged, and five points pitiful.

Murong Cheng's smiling face suddenly became cold,

"Who dares to talk about my Zhaohua in that way?

Do they have a death wish?"

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END of CHAPTER 36 PART 3

.....................to be continued