The goddess of fast wear is super burning

Chapter 229 Luthier (21)

Rong Chen slowly clenched his hands, his beautiful face was full of biting indifference, and his clear and deep voice was also extremely cold: "My lord, Rong Chen doesn't like you. If possible, Rong Chen would rather never see the lord again."

Wei Xi smiled suddenly, the gentleness in his eyes was like a broken mirror, shattered inch by inch, revealing the most real emotions, those were the coldest, indifferent pupils without a trace of human emotion.

This is what she really looks like.

He is indifferent to everything in the world and has no desires or desires.

Although she smiled, the aura around her was extremely indifferent and alienated: "Since my lord hates me so much, then I will do as you wish."

Rong Chen didn't dare to look directly into her eyes, but when he heard the girl's gentle words, a trace of panic and inexplicable—sadness suddenly surged in his heart.

It seemed that the two people who were gradually approaching suddenly became far away and unreachable.

It's like being separated by something.

Walking out of the palace gate, Yuyue, who came out first, quickly greeted her with her cloak.

"My lord."

Wei Xi took the cloak and put it on Rong Chen, and said softly, "Has the carriage been inspected?"

"The subordinates have checked, the carriage... has indeed been tampered with."

Yuyue was also a little ashamed, if she had come out earlier, how could those people have the opportunity to drive the carriage.

Wei Xi thought it was normal, but said: "It seems that we can only go back on horseback."

Yuyue led two horses over. Wei Xi turned handsomely and neatly onto the horses, looked down at the boy, saw him standing still, and expected something, and stretched out his hand to him: "Come up."

Rong Chen hesitated for a while, and finally raised his hand to catch the girl's hand.

Wei Xi tightened the reins and clamped the horse's belly with his legs: "Drive!"

The two rode on the same horse, Rong Chen's cloak and hood were pulled up, almost covering most of his face, and the whistling wind was all around his ears.

Wei Xi sent Rong Chen to Zuihualou, and then returned to the palace.

Afterwards, Rong Chen was free for a few days because of his hand injury, and Wei Xi did as he wished, and never came once.

Even if you go to Hualou, you are going somewhere else.

Rong Chen took the time to go to the previous courtyard, and was relieved to learn that Uncle Wu and the others left the palace safely.

"It's strange to say that there was not a single guard on the way we retreated. Could it be something happened in the front hall?"

But the group of assassins who assassinated the Queen had been dealt with at that time. According to common sense, the Guards should go back and continue patrolling.

How could there be none?
The plainly dressed middle-aged man was puzzled. He looked at the young man who was sitting upright and staring down at the teacup: "Xiaochen, did the hall look different when you left?"

Rong Chen stroked the rim of the cup with his fingertips, after a while he looked up and saw the middle-aged man looking at him, thought for a while, and said softly: "When the Seventh Prince and I left the hall, we didn't see where the imperial guards were going."

Uncle Wu said: "That's strange. Could it be that there is another force involved?"

Rong Chen vaguely guessed who was with them, but he was not sure.

Uncle Wu sighed: "If you lose this opportunity to assassinate, it will only be more difficult to enter the palace again. Stop all actions during this period and recharge your batteries."

"Ah."

After chatting for a few more words, Rong Chen got up and left the yard, returning to Zuihualou.

It was daytime at this time, and most people in Zuihualou were still sleeping.

He stood in front of the fence of the corridor on the second floor outside Zuihua Building, looking at the busy city below with a calm face.

(End of this chapter)