Chapter 74

  Simarong furrowed his brow, this girl was indeed talkative. But looking at her attire, it was indeed not suitable, if the night patrol saw her, who knows what rumors would spread. He had to turn around and go out, to find a maid's clothes in the mansion and hand them over to her, Xiao Wu immediately put on the clothes and hastily exited from the back door. Sure enough, after walking less than ten meters out of the back door, she encountered the night patrol, she said according to Simarong's instructions, and the night patrol sent her back to Luyuuan.

  Simazhuan returned to the bedroom with a gloomy face, and saw that Hongyu was already asleep. His hand on the bedside had already shown signs of redness and swelling, and it seemed to have started festering. It shouldn't be wrong, but why couldn't he find any reason for Lifen or Sima Rui to poison him?

  Today, the imperial physician also said that the second prince's consort had contracted some bad infection in her wound, so it had become festering. The wound has been cleaned up. Hongyu seemed to be hiding something. When she was dressing the wound, Hongyu's face was pale. She gave Sima Qiang the feeling that she wasn't in pain, but afraid. What is she afraid of?

  That little rascal doesn't seem like he's telling a lie.

  Simarong walked away, and the person behind the tree came out quietly. Under the not-too-bright moonlight, it was a clear and handsome face with a smile. Although there were dark clouds in the sky, they couldn't cover his radiant aura. His peach blossom eyes had deep emotions, and he looked like a carefree and irreverent person. The corners of his eyebrows were slightly raised, giving off an indescribable teasing flavor. The corners of his lips were slightly pursed, revealing a hint of cold and lazy smile. He was dressed in plain white clothes, clean and spotless. Although he had been hiding behind the tree just now, he didn't have any disheveled appearance at all. No matter how you looked at him, he didn't seem like an eavesdropper, but rather someone who happened to be strolling around and stopped by to appreciate the scenery.

  Simarui smiled slightly, that little Wu, not to mention being a timid person, the words he said were also quite good. What is Huahualou? What kind of person is Yu Jiao? In such a place, with such a person by her side, even if it's only for half a year, it's still more than a hundred times stronger than the experience of ordinary people's children at home. And yet, even Sima Qiang was fooled.

  Back at the mansion, Murong Feng had already fallen asleep, and the entire estate was very quiet.

  Simarui hesitated, unsure of where to settle down and rest. He couldn't just stay in the study all the time, but he had also promised Murong Feng that he wouldn't force her. He couldn't help but smile wryly, never thinking that he would fall for such a quiet and gentle woman.

  But, he found that Murong Feng had left a lamp on the table in front of the bed for him. On the wide bed, Murong Feng only slept on the inner side, and the outer side was neatly laid out with new bedding. Murong Feng was sleeping peacefully, his face expression calm and gentle, his black hair scattered on the pillow, with a hint of laziness and some inexplicable temptation. Unintentionally, it added a few more points to his charming charm.

  Simarui's heart skipped a beat, and she felt an inexplicable surge of emotion. She also knew his difficulties and how he treated her with such care, making him feel considerate and moved.

  She must have done these things after he went out, knowing that when he came back, he would definitely come to see her first, so she left a faint light and laid out the bedding for him to rest. Listening to the autumn wind outside the window and the chirping of insects, my heart is warm.

  Lying quietly on the bed, Sima Rui didn't wake up Murong Feng, but gently looked at her, listening to her soft breathing, smelling a faint fragrance, light and sweet, like osmanthus. Only then did he discover that there were some osmanthus flowers in the pillow she was using, with a subtle sweetness that seemed to exist yet not exist.

  A faint smile, thinking of the reluctance in Huang Shu's eyes. How could he not understand? The Huang Shu who had always been wandering in the Jianghu, it turned out that he also liked this woman, but as a senior, even if he liked her, it was just a light and gentle feeling suppressed in his heart, without showing it, only hoping for her happiness. So he gave her the Osmanthus fragrans he planted with his own hands, wishing her a lifetime of sweetness and happiness.

  Couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke Mu Rong's hair, the strands slipping lightly from his fingertips. Mu Rong seemed to have sensed it, his eyelashes fluttering slightly as he murmured softly and buried his head deeper into the pillow, continuing to sleep soundly.

  Simarui smiled slightly and stopped disturbing her rest, lying quietly thinking about his thoughts.

  It was unexpected that Xiao Wu would poison Hong Yu so quickly, beyond his expectations. Although the wound was not deep, Li Fei said that as long as there was a hint of blood, it would be enough. As for what would happen to Hong Yu, Sima Rui was not worried, after all, with Li Fei around, the consequences could be predicted. What he wanted was just for Hong Yu to experience the suffering that Yue Jiao had endured at that time.

  Early in the morning, Murong Feng had not woken up yet, but Sima Rui had already gotten out of bed. Although he didn't sleep for a long time last night, his spirit was quite good.

  Yan Yu came in and said to Sima Rui who was combing her hair: "The Crown Prince has arrived, he is waiting for you in the hall. Do you want to wake up the Crown Princess?"

  Simarui shook his head, "Let her sleep for a while, nothing will happen when she wakes up."

  Arriving at the front hall, Sima Zhe was sitting there thinking about his worries. Seeing Sima Rui come in, he immediately said: "Fourth brother, I heard from the imperial physician that last night you went to the Second Prince's residence, it seems like Hongyu, I heard that her right hand back was scratched by a maid and has become infected, won't...

  Simar frowned and said impatiently, "I don't care about Hongyu's affairs."

  "But I heard the imperial physician say that Hongyu's symptoms are similar to Yuexiao's, have you intervened in this matter? Why must you harm Hongyu again because of old grievances, she is also innocent, at that time it was just because of drunkenness that she was taken advantage of by Sima..." said Sima Zhe.

  Simarui looked at Simazhe coldly, his tone also chilly: "I just said I'm not interested in Hongyu's affairs. She was your woman, what does she have to do with me, Sima Rui? Don't bother me with her business again. What symptoms did Yu Jiao have? Where did you hear that from, coming to my place so early to interrogate me?"

  "I'm just worried." Sima Zhe saw that Sima Rui was angry, and he sighed inwardly, slowing down his tone, saying, "I know you've been blaming Hongyu for what happened back then, but actually it's not entirely her fault..."

  "Alright, Sima Zhe, are you annoying or not? Coming to my place early in the morning and nagging about these things. I've said it before, I'm not interested in Hong Yu's affairs. If you're feeling troubled, go find Hong Yu to complain to, don't bother me with this nonsense." Sima Rui said coldly, "I'm only responsible for Yue Jiao's matters, as for the rest, you handle them yourself."

  Murong Feng stood outside, listening, and felt a few points of sympathy for Yu Jiao in his heart. That infatuated woman had devoted all her thoughts to this man, only to end up like this, chaotic from start to finish. But, Sima Zhe was still infatuated with Hongyu, sometimes love is just a fate. The person you love doesn't love you, but the one who loves you, you don't love them back. Thinking about it, can only sigh that the depth of fate is not up to people.

  But isn't Murong Xuan also pitiful?