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Chapter 265 of 354

C89 Part1

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Murong Yu moved the teacup to the side and said in a low voice,

"Your Royal Highness, have a taste of the tea brought by this King."

Murong Ci generously lifted her robe

and sat down, took a sip, admired the good tea repeatedly, but muttered in her heart that this was the tribute tea that had just been delivered to the Palace within a few days.

The good things in the Royal Palace fell into his hands so quickly.

"This is the tribute tea, hasn't Your Highness ever drunk it?

Or is Your Highness too immersed in thought and became dull?"

He said while pinching his sapphire cup with his slender fingers, and with his thin vermilion beautiful lips, and white charming face, that reminded everyone of everything in the world, magnificent and charming.

"This Prince is thinking about the matter of the Opium Poppy, and I can't think of anything else.

Prince Regent, I'm not like you that spend your time leisurely tasting tea while strategizing."

Her light voice showed a sign of little ridicule.

"Your Royal Highness, are you blaming this King for negligence?"

"How could this Prince dare to?

It's just I'm too stupid and haven't made any progress in the past few days.

The Prince Regent is different.

You're efficient and have lots of opportunities so that you can have a leisure time to taste tea."

"Were Your Highness' mouth greased or did you drink honey today?"

"This Prince only speaks from the bottom of my heart."

Murong Ci drank two cups of tea in succession.

This was the tribute tea of the Palace. Naturally, she had to drink a few more cups to prevent him from taking advantage of it.

However, she was upset when she looked at the hateful face of the handsome man that was admired by people and gods.

Finally she smiled:

"It's getting late, it's time for me to return to the Palace."

Murong Yu blinked meaningfully,

"Your Royal Highness, you don't want to know what is the matter with me inviting you here today?"

She continued to smirk,

"Prince Regent, you'll tell me as long as you want to, and naturally I'll listen carefully."

He said coldly:

"Put away the hypocritical smirk, otherwise this King won't say anything."

'If you don't want to say it right away, then I don't want to hear it either!'

She was angry in her heart, but still put away the smirk that made her facial muscles cramp, and drank tea silently.

He was quite satisfied with her expressive little face,

"This King has found out that there are more than twenty people among all the Court Officials who smoked Opium Poppy."

"So many?!"

Murong Ci was shocked, and then full of anger,

"If we don't stop the people behind this, more people will definitely take Opium Poppy."

"At the moment, I don't know where these people bought Opium Poppy and how they got this addiction."

"Prince Regent, how do you plan to deal with people behind this?"

"There's no hurry.

It won't be too late to deal with the people who are selling Opium Poppy."

"The only clue right now is the Linglong Pavilion, but we have all been there, and we haven't found anyone smoking Opium Poppy."

"The secrets hidden by the Linglong Pavilion still need to be explored."

Murong Yu's deep eyes condensed, and the icy sharp light flashed brightly,

"And this King also wants to meet the Young Man in golden clothes."

"When is the Prince going?"

She was faintly excited, and she wanted to go, too.

"It is better to go as soon as possible, just tonight."

"This Prince will go, too."

"Your Royal Highness promises not to cause trouble?"

"I guarantee!"

Murong Ci replied with a vow.

Murong Yu picked up the delicate and small sapphire cup and pinched it, with a strange gleam flashing through his deep eyes.

She naturally couldn't guess...

He had her come here just because he wanted her to go with him to the Linglong Pavilion from the beginning.

During dinner, the staff of the restaurant brought a few dishes of delicacies, but she wasn't too hungry, so she just ate some.

After dinner, she stood in front of the window, watching the traffic and noise on the street, and the beautiful and romantic night of the Capital began.

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END of CHAPTER 89 PART 1

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