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  "Princess Yalai, I, Murong Feng, warn you once again. As the emperor's concubines, you should be like sisters and get along with each other to avoid worrying the emperor and empress. If another incident occurs, if Xiaoxue doesn't know her manners, we older sisters will teach her a lesson; it won't be your turn to intervene. And if you continue to be reckless, whether it's me, Murong Xuan, Murong Yu, or either of her two brothers, whoever encounters you will not let you off easily. As for the emperor, he is busy with state affairs and doesn't have time to deal with your petty squabbles. If you're not satisfied, you can go reason with the empress."

  Actually, Murong Feng didn't feel too angry in his heart. After all, she was just his biological younger sister, and he wasn't particularly concerned about her spiritually. People have the right to make their own choices, and Murong Xue made this choice, so she has to bear the consequences herself. Princess Yalai also did it for her own benefit, and one can only say that Murong Xue was too weak, and it's not surprising that Princess Yalai is being arrogant. However, as an older sister, how could she just watch her younger sister being bullied without intervening? So he intervened, but in a calm manner.

  Simar looked at Murong Feng quietly, feeling a little curious. How could he look at Murong Feng and feel that she was somehow different, yet couldn't quite put his finger on what it was? He had a vague impression of her from when they were young, when he would visit her grandmother's house a few times. Back then, she was still small, quiet, and didn't like to talk much, preferring to sit alone quietly. At that time, he had liked one of her cousins, but that girl had already been promised to another family, so he stopped going. Today, seeing Murong Feng again, he truly felt that a woman changes completely after turning eighteen - whether it was her appearance, temperament, or inner qualities, everything about her shone brightly before his eyes.

  Simarui smiled and said softly: "Maple, this is the first time I've seen you get angry, it's quite fierce."

  Murong Feng smiled slightly and said in a low voice: "Then it's best not to provoke me."

  "Naturally, I'm not that foolish to look for trouble with you." Sima Rui chuckled. "I don't even have time to try to get on your good side, let alone be stupid enough to provoke you into anger."

  On the other side, Li Fei sat down obediently, Mu Rong Xue lowered her head, and in her heart was a feeling of gratitude towards her sister. This third sister was so different from before that even she had some doubts - wasn't there something wrong with her own memory? Otherwise, why was her third sister now so worthy of respect?! Maybe she really needed to learn how to grow up, and her sisters should worry less about her too. Even the formerly quiet and reserved Third Sister had become so elegant and affable, shouldn't she also become stronger?!

  Thinking of her mother, Murong Xue suddenly couldn't stop tears from flowing down, she had to lower her head and remain silent, not daring to speak out loud. Suddenly missing her mother so much, but... Mother...

  On the other side, Princess Yalai suddenly burst into tears, startling everyone. She cried so suddenly that even Murong Xue was startled and quickly raised her head. Yalai's nose was runny with snot and tears as she muttered: "Why aren't you my sister!"

  Murong Feng was slightly stunned, and a few points of sympathy suddenly rose in his heart. Yes, a young girl came to the Great Xing Dynasty alone, was taken as a hostage and given to the emperor who was approaching middle age, it's inevitable that she would miss her family, seeing herself maintaining Murong Xue, of course, would be heartbreaking. With a few points of apology in his heart, he could only smile slightly at her, without speaking again.

  His Majesty had some surprise in his heart, and he forgot that he had favored Murong Xue, but he didn't think that she still had such a powerful family. Yes, if Murong Xue was offended and something happened, her family would not let it go easily. Not to mention others, just this Murong Feng alone is difficult to deal with, and there's also the Fourth Prince, especially since she has the Golden Token of the Holy Ancestor, no one can do anything to her. Looking at Murong Xue again, then looking at Murong Feng, he secretly sighed in his heart.

  Simar Minglang smiled slightly, some things are better left unsaid. This Murong Feng is absolutely an outstanding figure, probably the smartest and loveliest one in the imperial palace. No wonder Sima Rui is so infatuated with her. This little guy is really lucky.

  "Imperial Uncle, what are you smiling about?" Sima Rui asked curiously.

  Siming Lang smiled slightly and looked at Sima Rui, saying with a hint of teasing: "I'm laughing because you're so lucky to have married such an adorable girl."

  "Yes," Sima Rui smiled slightly, "but I actually offended her. When I first married her, I wanted to marry Murong Xue at the time, and my impression of Murong Feng was that she was a dull and unremarkable woman, so I didn't pay much attention to it, and my words and actions were somewhat offensive. Hehe, now I'm making an effort to make up for it."

  "Murong Xue?" Sima Minglang slightly raised an eyebrow, "Your eyesight is quite good, but unfortunately, your father got there first. However, I think this Murong Feng is stronger than that Murong Xue, in terms of appearance, they're about the same, and in other aspects, only stronger."

  "So, I must thank the Emperor." Sima Rui said with a smile, "Fortunately, he fancied Murong Xue and not Murong Feng, otherwise I wouldn't have had this good fortune."

  Simarang glanced at Murong Feng, who was holding a teacup and taking a light sip, then looked up at the moon with an elegant and calm demeanor. In his heart, he felt a sense of loss.

  Everyone was in high spirits and dispersed after the banquet. Sima Rui accompanied Murong Feng back, without taking a sedan chair. The two walked slowly, the imperial palace was quiet, except for the night patrol soldiers and occasionally eunuchs and maids who came out to do things, almost no one was seen. Walking on the road, you could even hear the sound of footsteps on the stone pavement, which sounded very solid.

  Simarui suddenly said with a happy tone: "Maple, being able to walk with you like this is also happiness. I hope we can always be like this."

  Murong Feng smiled slightly, and a person's face flashed in his mind, but it was just a flash and then disappeared, leaving only a slight ripple on the surface of his heart.

  It was late at night, and Mu Rong Feng had drunk some wine during the dinner party, feeling slightly dizzy. He fell asleep until midnight, woke up suddenly, lay in bed for a while, and decided to get up.

  She and Sima Rui still lived in separate rooms, and Sima Rui still lived alone in the study.

  Simarui agreed with her, as long as she was unwilling, he would never force her. He believed that time could slowly come, and one day, she would agree to him. After all, she was his concubine, and what he wanted was her whole heart and soul, not just her body.

  The night outside was very deep and quiet, the sound of insects could be heard, crisp and pleasant. Murong Feng put on his clothes, wore a white thick cloak, and walked out of the room. Chun Liu was already asleep, her movements were very light, and Chun Liu didn't wake up. She just couldn't sleep, wanted to take a walk in the courtyard, had something on her mind, couldn't sleep.

  Faintly came the sound of a flute, melodious and moving. Besides her, who else would be awake at this hour, not sleeping, and still have the elegant interest to play the flute?

  She walked quietly forward along the sound, inside the palace was safe, although it was at night, such assassination of the emperor probably only writers would think of, they really thought that all the guards in the palace were vegetarians? Murong Feng felt that they should come to ancient times and take a look before speaking, the guards in the palace were all top-notch masters, all selected from tens of thousands of people across the country, so, nothing happened.