In the side hall of the Supreme Harmony Hall, Emperor Murong Xia stood alone in front of his desk, and his expression was not good.
But when he saw Murong Yun coming, he calmed down a bit and waved to her.
"I heard that A'yun has to see her uncle. Is it too boring to be grounded?"
After seeing off Butler Zhuang, Jiang Ning tore off the mask of disguise from her face. It was still stuffy and she had a thin layer of sweat.
After a while, Shuangyue came back.
Jiang Ning did not take Shuangyue with her, but asked her to follow quietly and sneak into the house to inquire about the situation.
The center of the Imperial Capital, the most prosperous commercial area.
The entire business circle is a prosperous scene. There is no distinction between rest days and working days. The twenty-story commercial building is full of people and traffic.
All kinds of big international brands have their stores here, and even when business is at its lowest, the monthly turnover is not less than one million.
Unexpectedly, this sentence sounded in Li Su's mind again. Murong Yun's voice at that time was so decisive, so sure, and even a little avoidant.
Avoidant of him? When Li Su thought of this word, mist appeared in his gray-blue pupils. At that time, when she had someone tie him up, it was not like this...
"Heir?"
Jiang Ning called Shuangyue, who knew the art of disguise. She still had to change her appearance before she goes to meet the Zhuang family.
"There's no need to wear men's clothing. It's easy to see through. Just don't let them see my true appearance." Jiang Ning said. She knew that those disguises wearing masks were not suitable for her.
Shuangyue nodded and simply used the disguise technique.
South of the imperial capital, in the villa area of the imperial city, the Li family.
In the exquisite small garden, servants and gardeners are cultivating new varieties of roses. In the Li family's garden, different flowers and trees are carefully cultivated according to the different flower species that bloom in each season. The place is still brightly colored all year round.
The Imperial Capital is not like Ningzhou, where the four seasons are like spring, and the climate is warm and comfortable. Instead, it is a place with four distinct seasons.
"Eldest brother?"
Murong Yun called out in a low voice before Hua Fu came back to his senses. At this time, the room had not been lit with candles and was a little dark. The fiery red sunset filtered through the window lattice.
Coupled with Hua Fu's not-so-good expression, Murong Yun had a bit of a bad premonition.
