When Chai Qingyue arrived at Xu Yijia's residence, she saw Xu Yijia touching her stomach as if she was thinking about something.

A small body like Xu Yijia is pregnant. After all, the child is over nine months old. I am afraid he will give birth in a few days.

"Qingyue, have you been to watch the competition?" Xu Yijia looked at Chai Qingyue coming over and asked in confusion.

"You are tired of standing here, so I'll send someone to take you back," Chai Qingyue stepped forward and sighed. Her big belly was indeed a bit scary.

Xu Yijia touched her stomach, and thought about it, it wouldn't be very safe if she stayed here.

"Su Xin." Chai Qingyue saw that Xu Yijia did not refute and called out Su Xin.

"I am here." Su Xin heard Chai Qingyue call him.

"How about you accompany Yijia back?" Chai Qingyue said with some anticipation.

Su Xin nodded and stepped forward to support Xu Yijia. Chai Qingyue thought about it. After all, it would be better to tell Murong Sichen about Xu Yijia's departure.

Thinking of this, he walked outside, and Murong Sichen was still drinking with the man in green. When he saw Chai Qingyue coming, he nodded slightly to the man in green.

"Just just now, I asked Su Xin to accompany Yi Jia back. This... won't be anything, right?" Chai Qingyue said with some concern.

"It's okay, she is a pregnant person, and it's not suitable for her here. If something happens, it's not good." Murong Sichen nodded and said that he already knew, and he had no intention of blaming Chai Qingyue.

Chai Qingyue thought that Murong Sichen would still reminisce about the old days with the man in green, so now she was thinking about whether to go back.

In the blink of an eye, Murong Sichen and the man in green chatted so well. Chai Qingyue, who was beside him, could not help but roll her eyes, but it was understandable. After all, Murong Sichen is not likely to meet an old friend now, and I will be sorry for myself if I don’t talk for a long time.

However, as the hostess here, if she just left like this, she would avoid being too rude, so she thought about it but did not leave.

In the evening, because of Murong Sichen's victory, a banquet was held.

Everyone seemed to have let go of their restraints and actually lit a bonfire. It was similar to life in the military camp. I don’t know what happened, but Murong Yuan was also watching.

However, looking at the cheerful faces of everyone, he felt extremely bored.

He was so depressed that he had a big mouthful of wine, and Tang Yuyan's beautiful little face kept coming into his mind, which made him feel ache.

It’s a pity that the beauty is gone. He thought about why Tang Yuyan committed suicide in the end. After all, if she didn’t commit suicide, it would be a good thing to go to the palace to be a concubine, right?

Could it be that there are still people who avoid it like snakes and scorpions?

Thinking of this, Murong Yuan gave himself another sip of wine, and his mood was a little floating.

He couldn't help but think of Tang Yuyan's miserable appearance. Finally, what he thought about was his own mistake. If he hadn't done this, Tang Yuyan wouldn't have lost her fragrance like this.

well.

The annoyance in his heart made him pick up the wine glass and drink it. Unconsciously, he didn't know how much he drank, but he knew that the discomfort in his heart had not been eliminated at all.

Murong Yuzhuo had already seen Murong Yuanzai and Monjiu from afar. Looking at the festive look around him, he couldn't help but sneer.

Today, my luck is not good, and I am actually suffering from Murong Sichen's murder. Now his injuries are still aching.

"Father!" Murong Yuzhuo stepped forward to salute.

Murong Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's the emperor!"

"Today is a festive day, and you don't have to show the courtesy of the king and the minister like this." Murong Yuan was also a little sentimental today, and no longer had the power of the past. Now he looks like a kind father.

"Yes, Father." After saying that, Murong Yuzhuo sat next to Murong Yuan without any politeness.

"Come on, let's have a few drinks for us father and son." Murong Yuan poured a glass of wine for Murong Yuzhuo.

Murong Yuzhuo looked at it and picked up the wine glass, his eyes flashed a few times, and he raised his hand and said, "Father, I am here to wish you a glass."

Murong Sichen was like having a happy thing. Looking at Murong Yuan's red face, he had some thoughts in his heart.

Murong Yuan did not refuse, picked up the wine and drank it like this. Murong Yuzhuo also obediently drank with Murong Yuan, but privately poured the wine in his hand, and Murong Yuan did drink it.

Murong Yuan had already drunk a lot of alcohol, so he became drunk after drinking with Murong Yuzhuo for a while.

But Murong Yuzhuo did not smell a little drunk, "Come on, help the emperor to sleep."

The eunuchs were busy again, and finally helped Murong Yuan to the bed.

Looking at Murong Yuan, who had been drunk, Murong Yuzhuo curled his lips.

"Are your father still awake?" Murong Yuzhuo asked tentatively.

Murong Yuan was hazy and his mind was in chaos, and he didn't know what he said.

Murong Yuzhuo was very satisfied with this situation. He leaned close to Murong Yuan's ear and asked.

"Father, have you ever thought about passing the throne to whom?" Murong Yuzhuo has always been concerned about this matter, and there will be no wonder when asked. Murong Yuan would not answer the aura.

For a drunk person, he didn't find anything he said.

Murong Yuan's mouth moved, but his voice was very small. Murong Yuzhuo couldn't help but lower his head, "Father, what did you say?"

"Si...Si Chen." Murong Yuan burped.

Murong Yuzhuo looked at him coldly. It was Murong Sichen! This old guy actually wanted to give the throne to Murong Sichen!

"Ha, Murong Sichen is so lucky." Murong Yuzhuo said dissatisfiedly, and his anger burned in his heart.

It’s really like saying the truth after drinking. It seems that this old emperor really won’t give him any chance. If Murong Sichen becomes the emperor, then he doesn’t know whether his life can be saved.

Murong Yuzhuo walked out, and everyone didn't know what was going on. Murong Yuzhuo's face looked even more gloomy, and the unhappy jealousy in his heart was about to overwhelm himself.

Anyway, no matter what he does, this old emperor will not see his hard work. Murong Sichen is a legitimate son, and the throne is passed down. After all, this Murong Sichen is just a mother who is the queen.

He didn't even have his own share, so he just snatched it himself! Anyway, he wouldn't let Murong Sichen have a good life.

Murong Sichen saw his old friend away and saw Murong Yuzhuo standing behind him with a gloomy face.

"Is there anything important to look for me?" Murong Sichen asked expressionlessly. He knew that Murong Yuzhuo would not come to him so angry.

"Ha!" Murong Yuzhuo sneered. He hated the most was Murong Sichen's arrogant appearance.

"Brother is a cruel move against me today." Murong Yuzhuo said with some concern.

"I'm really sorry." Murong Sichen still didn't care. If he hadn't been annoyed, he would have beaten him to death long ago.

"This is how the emperor brother plots against the emperor brother. If it is passed on like this, it will probably damage your reputation." Murong Yuzhuo said gritting his teeth. This Murong Sichen is the old man who wants to pass the throne, so how could he let it go?
Chapter completed!