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  "Your Majesty, don't make a fuss, Snow is still half asleep."

  But it made the emperor even more itchy in his heart, and his movements became even more reckless. Murong Xue just let him be.

  After that, Murong Xueyi leaned into the emperor's arms and seemed to say casually: "Your Majesty, do you know that Snow's third sister has returned?"

  "Murong Feng?" The Emperor was stunned for a moment, he really didn't know that Murong Feng had come back alive. He hadn't thought it possible that someone who had been missing for half a year and was presumed dead could still be alive. "Really? I truly didn't know, no one has ever mentioned it to me. How did you find out?"

  "Xuě ér had already seen her sister, and she looked no different, but even more beautiful than before. Even Xuě ér felt inferior, to be honest, if we're talking about the number one beauty of the Daxing dynasty, it should be the third sister, not Xuě ér." Mùróng Xuě smiled slightly, with a gentle and quiet demeanor, her tone was also soft, "The Empress Dowager has already given Héyì Yuàn to the third sister, but the Empress Dowager personally wrote an 'exemption from disturbance' plaque, so not many people in the palace know about it. The Empress Dowager also had a decree, forbidding anyone from spreading the news carelessly. Considering the third sister just returned, and the Fourth Prince missed her terribly, she let them be together quietly."

  The emperor's mind turned, thinking of Meng Wanluo in the fourth prince's mansion, and secretly called out a bitter cry in his heart. He looked at Murong Xue with some embarrassment and smiled: "Rui'er didn't have any accidents, did he?"

  "Your Majesty also said that you actually gave the fourth prince a new concubine, and it's someone who is not easy to get along with. Isn't this obviously going to make Snow's third sister unhappy?" Murong Xuejiao said reproachfully, "That's why Empress Dowager gave Heyi Garden to Third Sister."

  The emperor forced a smile, wanting to change the subject, but was also curious about how Murong Feng had returned. He had no choice but to put on a thick face and say: "I know it's not suitable, but what can I do? Meng Wanlu's grandmother is my sister. To tell you the truth, she has quite a temper. She actually made a scene at Pingyang Palace, in front of me and the empress, crying and making a fuss. I really had no choice but to go along with her wishes."

  "Oh, so it's the Emperor's sister?" Murong Xue smiled faintly and said softly, "It's not easy to do, but that Fourth Prince Consort is also Snow's third sister. If she's unhappy, Snow will be unhappy too. If it weren't for Snow, Third Sister wouldn't have had an accident half a year ago. Now that she's finally back, she has to share a man with another woman... Snow really can't bear it for Third Sister's sake. Snow can only ask the Emperor to help Third Sister. Now that they've finally reunited with the Fourth Prince, Snow truly hopes they can be loving and happy."

  The emperor smiled, feeling embarrassed in his heart, but he couldn't show it on his face. He couldn't let Murong Xue see that he was helpless with this so-called sister, after all, he was the ruler of a country. He could only smile and say: "I naturally remember, besides, Feng'er is also one of my favorite daughters-in-law, I want to help her too, I will definitely help her."

  Murong Xue smiled gently and looked at the emperor, her eyes filled with emotions, her soft voice sweet to the emperor's heart. "Xue'er thanks the emperor for his concern."

  His Majesty's heart was once again on fire, and he leaned in close to his face, asking: "Are you still used to living in the Yang Palace?"

  Murong Xue bowed her head, her body leaning towards the Emperor, speaking in a soft and gentle voice: "If Your Majesty can come often, Xue'er will naturally get used to living here. As long as Your Majesty is here, Xue'er can get used to living anywhere." Her voice was getting lower and lower, but it made the Emperor's heart feel more and more pity for her.

  "I will naturally come to see you often, tonight I will stay with you, accompanying my Snow. The emperor hugged Mu Rong Xue and said tenderly, "I will definitely take good care of you."

  Murong Xue leaned on the emperor's shoulder, her face under the candlelight was unclear, but there was a faint indifference and melancholy. Was this man who held her really good to her? The repeated betrayals, the repeated hurts, had already made her heart devoid of deep emotions like water.

  Lost her first child, sat in a big prison, in and out, early has worn away all her naivety and innocence. This man represents power but not emotions, his eyes only have lust without true feelings. In his eyes, she is just a tool for him to enjoy himself, just like any other woman beside him, such as the Empress, Wu Fei, and Liu Shi who has already been demoted. In fact, they are all the same. To survive in the harem, one can only 'be' this kind of person!

  She wouldn't allow anyone to harm her sister. She had already lost all her dignity surviving in this imperial palace, and she didn't want her sister to follow in her footsteps. That Fourth Prince, although he looked somewhat unsavory, but over the past half year, he had truly used his heart for Murong Feng; simply for this reason, she also wanted to help them be happy together.

  As for Meng Wanluo, and her relationship with Murong Xue, for the sake of her sister, if she must harm Meng Wanluo in order to help her sister, she will not let go of this possibility.

  The night wind was quiet, Murong Feng leaned in Sima Rui's arms, quietly thinking about his thoughts, and also found it strange, really very strange, he came to the Great Xing Dynasty, still remembered Bai Min's affairs, but never saw Bai Min's situation in his illusions.

  She also wanted to know that when Mo Xuan's car rushed over, she pushed Duan Zhishan away and her body was knocked flying, and unexpectedly let her return to the Great Xing Dynasty, the place where her soul was tied. What about Bai Min? Her body? She is still the soul of Bai Min, the body of Murong Feng, and her own body has been left in the world where Bai Min is. Is she alive or dead, or has she become a vegetable?

  "Maple, what are you thinking?" Sima Rui asked quietly, looking at Murong Feng's adorable expression, slightly furrowed eyebrows, but not in sorrow, rather in confusion, as if there was something she couldn't figure out. He looked at her, as if he could never get enough of her, every one of her expressions could stir up his emotions.

  Murong Feng turned his head to look at Sima Rui, intentionally smiling and saying: "I'm thinking of a question that I'll never tell you, hehe, even if I said it, you wouldn't understand, so I won't say it."

  Simarui's hand tightened, and he gave a sly smile, saying: "What if I play dirty?"

  Murong Feng knew what he had to do, his face turned red as he twisted his body and said, "I'll call in Yan Yu and the others, let's see how you handle it?"

  Simarui smiled and said: "Alright, I don't care, but I'm afraid Fang'er's face is too thin to hold on."

  Murong Feng's face turned even redder, although the owner of her soul had already passed her 28th birthday, but having given herself to him for the first time, she still felt her heart racing. What more could be said about the owner of this body, who was only a 16-year-old little girl, facing Sima Rui, who had experienced many women?