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Ye Zhilan looked at her stupid look and bent her finger and flicked her forehead, "I fulfilled my promise, don't forget to fulfill your promise."

Murong Mingzhu woke up by a bullet. I don’t know if the moonlight was too gentle or because Ye Zhilan’s actions moved her too much. The original guilt and dependence suddenly became stronger.

When Ye Zhilan looked at him, Murong Mingzhu did not avoid it. She just looked into his eyes and said in a low voice: "I will not forget..."

Ye Zhilan smiled and hugged her and said softly: "Don't worry, I promised you and will do my best, but... it's not just me who has to pay the price, but the Murong family. Next, we have a tough battle to fight."

"I know." Murong Mingzhu quietly grabbed his clothes and whispered: "With you here, I'm not afraid of anything."

Ye Zhilan looked down at her slightly red cheeks and asked softly: "Do you believe me so much?"

"I believe in you," Murong Mingzhu said in a low voice, but firmly: "Of course I believe in you."

Ye Zhilan smiled faintly and didn't say anything.

The fishing line floating on the lake was suddenly pulled down to the water - the fish, and got hooked.

...

Ye Zhilan agreed to Murong Mingzhu that she would not lie to her. The next day, she went to court and changed into casual clothes and went to the Nanling Prince's Mansion in person.

Ye Ziluo's fief is in Jinling, Jiangnan. Because he is the prince of the regent, he also has his own mansion in the imperial capital.

Ye Zhilan came to the door as the emperor's uncle, and no one dared to stop him. He just walked around the back garden of the Nanling Prince's Mansion in a noble manner.

When Ye Ziluo arrived at the garden, Ye Zhilan had already visited most of the time.

Ye Ziluo was not very clear about Ye Zhilan’s purpose of coming to the door at this time, so he spoke calmly and politely, “Uncle the emperor came to the door in person, but the rare guest, why didn’t you know me?”

"We are uncles and nephews, why should we be so disgusted?" Ye Zhilan turned his head to look at the garden of flowers and plants, nodding in praise, "Your garden is pretty good. That Lanyang plant is a famous species, and you can't plant such a beautiful camellia in the palace."

Ye Ziluo didn't believe that Ye Zhilan came to appreciate the flowers. Since Ye Zhilan didn't say it, he wouldn't take the initiative to ask. Instead, he smiled faintly, "It's just a flower. If the emperor likes me, I immediately let someone dig it up and send it to Prince Yong's Mansion."

"No need," Ye Zhilan smiled. "A gentleman does not win over what he likes. Although it is a camellia, it grows in your mansion. How can I decide its fate?"

Ye Ziluo couldn't figure out Ye Zhilan's words simply mean camellia, or was there something in his words. Knowing that Ye Zhilan was hidden deep, he simply stopped responding.

Ye Zhilan never rushed, and he really took Nanling Prince Mansion as his own garden for a walk, and from time to time praised the good cultivation of flowers and plants and the good construction of pavilions and towers, but there was no important word.

Ye Ziluo accompanied him and after he finished transferring the entire garden, Ye Ziluo said, "Uncle Emperor is rare. I have spring tea I brought back from Jiangnan. Should I try it?"

"Okay," Ye Zhilan refused everyone, "Then I'm not polite."

Ye Ziluo brought Ye Zhilan to a high platform behind the garden. The platform was built on rockery rocks, three meters high enough from the ground. It is the highest point of the entire Nanling Prince's Mansion. Sitting on the platform, you can overlook the entire Nanling Prince's Mansion.

Ye Zhilan came to the door during the day, and Ye Ziluo was not worried about anything else. He withdrew a group of servants and poured Ye Zhilan a cup of tea, "Please, uncle."

Ye Zhilan was not polite either. He picked up the cup and took a sip, bent his lips and said, "Good tea."

After saying that, he looked at the rockery stone sculpture next to him and nodded, "Taihu sinks stones, and there are more than a thousand golds, Ziluo has a good vision."

"The emperor laughed," Ye Ziluo lowered his head and poured tea for himself, and said lightly: "This palace was given by the emperor when his father was still alive. Every grass, wood, every brick and stone are all the works of his father. If you have a good vision, it is better to have a good vision."

Ye Zhilan knocked on the stone table with the white jade fan in his hand and smiled: "It's been four years since the emperor's death, and time has passed so quickly. His Majesty was still a child back then."

"Your Majesty is also a child now." Ye Ziluo poured the tea and put the teapot back on the charcoal basin and slowly bake it in.

"Oh, do Ziluo still thinks His Majesty is a child? But I think His Majesty is not young and will be able to rule in a few years. At that time, the burden on our shoulders can be removed."

"Uncle Is I'm thinking too much. Even if Your Majesty takes power, it won't take you overnight. Since we are assisting in the government, we must slowly hand over the major military and national affairs to Your Majesty one by one. The reason why the desire is not achieved should be understood, right?"

Ye Zhilan smiled faintly, slowly raised his eyelashes and looked at Ye Ziluo, "Even if it is slow, I have to make a living. After all, the country of Moon belongs to His Majesty, not to others."

Ye Ziluo's eyes kept falling on the teacup. He was not in a hurry to drink tea, but instead smiled, "...Who said no, the rivers and mountains of this moon... will never belong to others." After saying this, Ye Ziluo slowly picked up the teacup, took a sip, let out a sigh, and looked at Ye Zhilan, "It has been almost ten years since the Nanling Palace was built. This is the first time that the emperor's uncle has been here. The emperor is an elder, and Ziluo is a junior. The elder comes to visit the younger generation in person, but he calls me.

Troubled."

"There is nothing to be afraid of. I should have come here a long time ago, but I'm a little busy recently. After all, something happened to Zi Yan, you should be the most heartbreaking."

"...Oh," Ye Ziluo's smile on the corner of his lips became a little cold after hearing this sentence, "Did the emperor come for Zi Yan or Murong Shang?"

"Is it important?" Ye Zhilan said lightly: "For you and me, this is a thing." Ye Ziluo's tone became cold, "No matter what Zi Yan is like, he is the nephew of the emperor, and Murong Shang has no relationship with the royal family. The emperor's uncle repeatedly spoke to Murong Shang to protect each other, and he ignored the blood and family affection. For the emperor, Zi Yan's death is not important, but Murong is important.

Home, right?"

Talk about blood and family affection in the royal family is the biggest joke. Ye Ziluo himself may not have three parts of blood and family affection, but he possesses one "reason" and another "law". He is both the winner, both the truth and the law.

During Ye Ziluo's questioning, Ye Zhilan said slowly: "If you want to say that, it's OK, but I'm here not for myself, but for you."
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