Tyrant he always wants to hit me

Chapter 337 Your Majesty Can Think Of It Naturally
There is a bit of coquettish tone in the tone, which is not like him at all.

Does caring cause chaos or is he simply mentally retarded?If she came back a little later, the consequences would be unimaginable, and she would definitely be the sinner of murdering the queen, but now, the situation doesn't seem to be much better.

If this ceremony proves to be a conspiracy and she was framed, then Li Fei's previous charges will be overturned in the same way, and everything she has done before will be in vain. The bigger problem is Li Fei She has been abolished as a concubine and sent back to the Kingdom of Shu. If Concubine Li is finally overturned, it will definitely cause dissatisfaction in the Kingdom of Shu. Right now is a politically sensitive period in the Three Kingdoms, and any disturbance may affect the current situation.

Wei Ying's head is getting bigger, and now she doesn't want to think about these messy things anymore, she just wants to sleep well.

After sleeping until the next morning, Wei Ying walked out of the yard and found that yesterday's Taoist platform had been taken away.Hearing that the spiritual master and the few people she asked to arrest yesterday were temporarily detained in Dali Temple, Wei Ying went to Dali Temple to have a look, and ordered that all those people be released.

"Let go?" After hearing the news, Concubine Xuan's face was full of disbelief, "That nobleman Wei is not a good person to be with, the spiritual master assassinated her in front of so many people yesterday, why didn't she interrogate her today?" , let him go?"

"Do you know what's more strange, sister?" Concubine Ping approached with a secretive expression, "Yesterday, a man in black appeared to protect the nobleman from arrows. We all thought it was the king's shadow guard, but it didn't No, it's an unknown man, the king didn't reveal anything on the surface yesterday, and now the king is secretly asking the shadow guards to look for the man's whereabouts in the palace..."

Concubine Xuan was slightly startled, "What?"

In the imperial garden, Wei Ying was sitting on the swing, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.With a flash of white clothes, a tall and tall figure appeared in front of her, and stretched out his hand in front of her.

Wei Ying came back to her senses, and looked at him inexplicably: "What are you doing?"

Murong Yun turned his head to look at her with a smile, and said with a half smile but not a smile, "Why, you didn't bring me any gifts when you went out of the country?"

"What did you say?" Wei Ying's expression changed suddenly.

Murong Yun's expression gradually turned cold: "The people you released at Dali Temple this morning were killed less than ten kilometers away from the royal city. Did you do it or your majesty?"

"They were all killed?" Wei Ying was slightly taken aback.

"Then it looks like it's the king." Murong Yun curled the corners of his lips, "The things I can think of, the king can naturally think of that man in black who appeared yesterday, I can't keep it." After finishing speaking, he said Turned around and left.

Wei Ying sat on the swing alone in a daze, feeling lost.

The only thing that made her feel gratified was that her brother had finally retreated. Her efforts were not in vain, but according to what Murong Yun said just now, the old man seemed to start to doubt her again.But when did Murong Yun learn about her recovery of memory?

Since yesterday, Zhong Mo has disappeared, and he doesn't know how his injuries are. Kill him?Could killing him kill the old man's suspicion of her?

Everything yesterday was like a farce. Is the old man standing aside calmly a bystander, or the mastermind behind this scene?

The rain, the icy rain, poured down unexpectedly. Wei Ying quickly hid in a nearby gazebo, only to find that a fair-skinned guard was also running towards the gazebo, holding a bouquet of lilies in his hand, carefully protecting her. in arms.

That guard is a familiar face.

"Ah, where are there lilies in this imperial garden?" Wei Ying looked at the flowers in his arms and said in surprise.

The little guard was a little shy and said, "Originally there were some on the rockery, but after I finished picking them, I bought flower seedlings and planted some in the wasteland in the palace."

"Oh? Which palace are you sending this flower to?" Wei Ying asked in a chatty tone.

The little guard lowered his head and smiled, not ashamed to answer.

"I know it even if you don't tell me." Wei Ying looked at him with a mysterious expression: "Concubine Xuan, do you really like lilies?"

The little guard was a little surprised, "How do you know that this flower is for Concubine Xuan?"

"Oh." Wei Ying smiled, "This kind of flower is rare in the palace, and I have seen it a few times in her palace. Apart from lilies, Concubine Xuan also prefers lily-shaped ornaments, as well as embroidered flowers. Clothes and shoes in the shape of lilies..."

"However, it's understandable for Concubine Xuan to like this kind of flower." Wei Ying looked at him with bright eyes, "Lily Lily, it's a good marriage for a hundred years!"

A trace of disappointment suddenly flashed across the little guard's expression. "No, this is not the reason why your mother likes lilies."

She likes lilies because her maiden name is Lily.

"Hey!" Wei Ying yelled, and the little guard returned to the rain with the bouquet of flowers in his hands.

Looking at his back, Wei Ying's gaze gradually became deeper,

"From a village girl, to a general's younger sister, and then to a princess, it's interesting." Wei Ying curled her lips, with a bit of thought in her eyes, "Childhood sweetheart, lily... She, what should she do?" Where do we start?"

At night, Zhao Jun came to Wei Ying's room and found a few fresh lilies in the vase on the table. He couldn't help feeling a little funny, "Hey, why do you have lilies here?"

"Your Majesty is tired of smelling the smell of these flowers." Wei Ying said meaningfully, with a bit of sour tone in her voice, "I went to the King's study in the afternoon, but the King was not there. The palace people said , Your Majesty went to Concubine Xuan's place."

"Yes, I went to her place in the afternoon." Zhaojun said, "The imperial doctor is checking the condition of the fetus in her womb. The king is listening by the side. Once the imperial doctor finished checking, the king will come back .”

After a pause, Zhaojun squinted at her, and said with a bit of arrogance, "This king also came to look for you in the morning, but you were not here. Your palace servants, why didn't you tell me where you were?" " As he spoke, Zhaojun stretched out his hand and hugged her from behind, "Tell me, where did you go? It's mysterious."

Zhaojun rested his chin on her shoulder, right where her wound was, causing her to gasp in pain.

"What's wrong?" Zhaojun said immediately, noticing something strange.

"No, it's fine."

"Are you feeling better?"

"Ah."

Zhaojun pulled her back, let her stand face to face with him, took her hand, and said softly, "From now on, you can't scare me like this. If you don't wake up, what will I do."

"If I can't wake up, what will the king do?" Wei Ying looked at him curiously, and said playfully.

Zhaojun curled his lips and looked at her fixedly: "Naturally, I will try my best to wake you up. Even if it is a fairy medicine, this king will go to heaven and earth to ask for it for you."

(End of this chapter)