C111 Part3

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Murong Yu had been bored in the Sleeping Hall for many days.

That day, he was relaxing in the garden, sitting on the bamboo couch, watching the clouds roll and the flowers bloom in a leisurely manner.

Murong Ci and the others couldn't help but stop, holding their breath at the same time:

In the garden, blossoming like a flower, there was a man sitting on the bamboo couch. His entire figure was comparable to a snowy mountain: the white clothes were no match to the snow-like skin, the light robe was lightly belted, and hang down like the wind, returning to the snowy mountain.

The cold-lined side face was carved like a beautiful Jade, like a heaven of clouds, as if the God of God accidentally fell into the mortal world, and there seemed to be immortal spirits lingering around him, as if the hands of the Gods could hardly trace his beautiful figure.

The whole figure was like that of a ink painting, with fine shades and so beautiful!

Murong Chang looked at him obsessively, her heart pounding, beating faster and faster, almost jumping out.

'The Prince Regent is so beautiful!'

Seeing a group of people approaching, especially Princess Zhaohua, Murong Yu's eyes became as cold as a glacial lake, staring at Murong Ci.

'Did she bring Princess Zhaohua?'

Murong Ci put on a bitter face and shrugged, as if saying:

'It was not this Prince's idea.

This Prince is not that bored all day.'

Murong Chang stood aside dignifiedly and affectionately, with her eyes immersed in thought about him like autumn waves.

Murong Shi ran over and smiled crookedly,

"Third Uncle, His Royal Highness and Princess Zhaohua came to play in the Palace together, and I welcomed them to stay."

Murong Yu gave a faint "mmhhh" sound, with his eyes filled with ice slag, as if he were to shoot out to stab his target at any time.

"His Royal Highness, why don't I take you to the flower garden?"

She was so excited that she almost danced,

"I bet the Third Uncle wants to have some quiet, so meanwhile it's better that the Princess stays here to rest, and accompany and chat with the Third Uncle."

"Yes, Prince Brother, this Princess is a little tired, so I'll rest here for a while."

Murong Chang said generously, with joy in her heart, thinking that the plan was a success.

"This Prince is too tired, and I don't want to move around."

Murong Ci said lazily, sitting on the stone bench.

If she hadn't acted strongly, she would have long been pierced with many holes into a spiky comb by the invisible ice slag coming from Murong Yu's stare.

Murong Yu smiled suddenly, with a smile as cool as the wind of early autumn,

"You can rest here and chat as you like, but there is no tea or cakes to accompany us.

There are new cakes in the kitchen, Shi'er, take the Princess to the kitchen to get the cakes and order the servants to make us tea."

When Murong Shi heard these words, she couldn't help or restrain herself from the excitement.

She kept saying yes, and took Murong Chang's hand and walked out happily.

Murong Chang felt that something was wrong, but she was dragged away, so she had to go to the kitchen first.

Seeing his cold eyes shifting, Murong Ci quickly said:

"It was not this Prince's idea, but the two of them conspired against me as well.

I was also deceived."

Murong Yu stood up and walked to the Study Room,

"Come with this King."

She really wanted to flee away, but she didn't dare to, and he wouldn't let her.

Before entering the Study Room, he gave a few words of order to the Ghost Guard, and then closed the door.

Qin Ruo also stayed outside, looking for a cool place to stay.

Sitting in the corner of the desk, his snow-white light robe draped like smoke, elegant and exquisite, revealing his beautiful Jade figure.

"Why do you do this?"

"I thought if I had to suffer their conspiracy, it would be better to involve you as well."

Murong Ci raised an eyebrow and smiled bitterly.

"This Prince was so entangled that I couldn't help but drag you down as well."

"I see that this is delivered by Your Highness yourself after all."

He seemed to smile.

She trembled and her cheeks became slightly hot.

There was something meaningful in these words,

"They'll soon find out, so what excuse does the Prince plan to tell them?"

Murong Yu asked immediately:

"What do you mean?"

She walked inside,

"This Prince will slip away, through the back window, so you have to send the Princess Sister back later."

He followed, and she couldn't help speeding up trying to flee, but he was still able to hold her hand back.

She spun around involuntarily, and happened to turn into his arms and was hugged by him.

Murong Ci tried to get free of his holding, but couldn't get rid of it at all, and she was a little flustered and angry.

She had decided to keep a certain distance from him a long time ago, so that she won't let herself fall into the emotional muddle that made her unable to extricate herself.

He pushed her against the wall, surrounded her in a small space with his body, and raised her chin.

Murong Ci turned away from his hand, and the other hand attacked his throat like a poisonous snake, but Murong Yu's hand skills were more agile and fierce than hers, and she had no counterattack in two or three moves.

"Let go!"

She glared at him angrily, because every time he took advantage of her.

"This King had underestimated His Royal Highness' Martial Arts before.

If the opponents we met in Xuan Yuetan back then weren't too powerful, until when did you plan to hide it?"

His low voice contained a little unclear emotion.

"Is it necessary for me to explain to you?"

In fact, she knew that he had seen her Martial Arts a long time ago, but he didn't know the depth of it.

"This King feels it is necessary."

"Compared to you, this Prince is nothing much! I can't even beat your secret Ghost Guard."

"Your Highness' Martial Arts is already very surprising.

What other secrets are you keeping from me?"

Murong Ci stared at him.

The bright sunlight streaming in from the window, splashed all over the place, making his black eyes gleaming with a dim light, slightly cool.

The corner of Murong Yu's lips became filled with a sly smile,

"The World's Greatest Manor, the Phoenix Building...is there anything else that this King doesn't know about?"

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END of CHAPTER 111 PART 3

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