After wearing the book, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 560 Filled with an unspeakable sense of satisfaction
Thinking of this, he glanced at his master's expression.

After all, Feng Mo is also the son of the Supreme Emperor, he certainly cannot sit back and watch the two brothers fight each other, and he would run out of the palace to report the news, which is actually reasonable.

But the Taishanghuang definitely never thought about it, what he did today was to plant disasters for his master.

How could Feng Mo not hate his master when he witnessed the tragic death of his mother?How could it be possible for Situ Jin to die in vain?

Before yesterday, the emperor might not have thought of exterminating Feng Mo, but since Situ Jin died under his sword, the two of them were doomed to be in the same boat.

The Supreme Emperor's move actually hurt the master a little bit.

Chang Lin sighed, "This subordinate will go down and prepare."

"En." Xie Jingrun responded.

After Chang Lin retreated, he still stood where he was.

He looked at the distant sky with his hands behind his back, and after a long time, he turned around and entered the bedroom.

When he went in, Rong Qingqing was already fast asleep.

Xie Jingrun sat down by the bed, looked at her quietly for a while, got up and took off his coat, lay down beside her, and then took her into his arms and hugged her.

Rong Qingqing noticed something, found a comfortable sleeping position in his arms, and fell asleep again.

Looking at the woman curled up in his arms, Xie Jingrun's heart was filled with an unspeakable sense of warmth and satisfaction, just holding her like this, even if he did nothing, he felt happy.

From now on, he will no longer be alone.

She is not only her concern, but also his weakness.

He sniffed the fragrance of her body, and he also slept soundly all night.

The next day.

When Rong Qingqing woke up, Xie Jingrun was no longer in the bedroom.

She slept so soundly that Xie Jingrun got up to go to court without her noticing.

After getting up, changing clothes and washing, she drank a glass of warm water before leaving the bedroom.

It was still early, she didn't want to have breakfast so early, and wanted to eat together after Xie Jingrun came back, so she took Xiaotao to the imperial garden.

Looking at the garden full of flowers, she picked a few beautiful flowers and prepared to put them in a vase when she went back.

"Princess Seven." At this moment, Xiao Tao called out suddenly.

Rong Qingqing was taken aback, then turned her head to look, and she saw Feng Xin walking from the other side of the path, feeling a little listless and lost.

Hearing Xiao Tao's voice, she lazily raised her eyelids and looked over.

"Feng Xin." Rong Qingqing walked over.

Feng Xin was stunned for a moment, thought of something, pursed her lips, turned around and was about to leave.

Seeing this, Rong Qingqing felt a little sad, and grabbed her.

"Fengxin..."

Feng Xin turned her head to look at her, her lips parted, she wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say.

She knew that Rong Qingqing shouldn't be blamed for her mother's death, but she couldn't pretend that nothing happened.

The emperor's brother killed her mother, and he was so cruel...

Seeing that she didn't reject her, Rong Qingqing handed the flowers in her bosom to Xiaotao, then held Fengxin's hand and said in a cold voice: "Why are your hands so cold, did you wake up so early?"

Feng Xin saw her concerned expression, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she said aggrievedly: "I can't sleep..."

Seeing this, Rong Qingqing hugged her, "Come, follow me back to Yuxian Palace."

When Feng Xin heard this, her expression changed, "I won't go."

"It's okay, the emperor has gone to court and hasn't come back yet. It's boring for me to eat alone. You can accompany me." Rong Qingqing said with a smile.

Fengxin couldn't refuse her.

Rong Qingqing took her hand and went back to Yuxian Palace.

She asked Xingchun to call hot water to soak Fengxin's hands.

Although it is already April, the air is still a little cold early in the morning.

Feng Xin didn't know how long she had been wandering in the imperial garden, her body was covered with cold, and her hands were also cold.

(End of this chapter)