Chapter 160:

"You say that you are a ruthless guy?" Sima Rui looked at Murong Feng and said unbelievably, "You are so brave, you dare to speak with You in such a tone."
"If this is also a sin, this should blame yourself. It is your own used temper. This is how you talked to you before. You haven't said anything wrong. If the emperor did it, would it be so difficult for him? Can't be real, can't tell the truth? "Murong Feng asked puzzled.
Sima Rui looked at Murong Feng coldly, but there was a little warmth in her heart. Listening to this woman felt very comfortable. There was no need to pretend to be an emperor, no trouble, but she had to put on a stern look. The thought of this, The relationship between the woman and Murong Qingliang had to be rejected in her heart. "This is a slapstick thing, it has nothing to do with you."
"Well, what's the matter with you looking for Murong Feng?" Murong Feng said quietly, "If you are punished, you don't have to experience it in person, and let the father-in-law directly pass on the letter. Is it punishment or kneel? , Just do it in the cold palace. I can guarantee the quality and quantity. "
The emperor almost laughed out loud. No wonder that such a funny person would be tempted. Holding on to sternness, he said coldly, "Are you completely unrepentant?"
"What have you regretted? The emperor thinks Murong Feng is wrong. That is the opinion of the emperor. Murong Feng feels that he is right. It is Murong Feng's own opinion. How to regret it? On the surface, it is a confession to capture things that have nothing to do with you For myself? I'm not a fool, so I won't do it. I also want to live a few more days, more quiet days. "Murong Feng said lightly.
The emperor couldn't help but smiled slightly at the corners of her lips, but tried to cover up the past and raised her voice sternly: "You have a lot of words waiting for you, so a tricky woman shouldn't marry then."
"That's your business. It wasn't Murong Feng crying and shouting he must marry you, but you must marry him." Murong Feng said without flinching.
Sima Rui couldn't help laughing and crying, he had to say, "You said that, you were asking for it?"
"Yes, it's your own fault." Murong Feng answered with no objection.
The two were silently opposed to each other, and no one was willing to speak first, looking at each other as if to read out what was going on inside each other.
"Can you write?" Sima Rui finally couldn't help but open his mouth first and looked at Murong Feng, but asked a strange question that had nothing to do with their conversation.
Murong Feng nodded, but did not speak. The ghost knew that Sima Rui asked why, good or bad? Anyway, the starting point must be to punish her, because she is Murong Qingliang's daughter, because he suspected that she also participated in his father's plan and hurt the Daxing dynasty, so she hated her and hated her.
"Grandma's birthday was shocked that night, and I want you to copy a Buddhist scripture to shock your grandmother yourself." Sima Rui said quietly, there was no room for negotiation.
Murong Feng looked at Sima Rui, a Buddhist scripture? !! He talked dreamily throughout the day. How long did it take to copy a set of Buddhist scriptures? Really when she was a photocopier in Bai Min's era, she could finish copying soon? But he did not speak, but nodded his head. Although he kept crying in his heart, his face was still calm and calm.
"I was talking about a Buddhist scripture?" Sima Rui was a bit strange, and repeated it again, as if she thought she didn't know.
Murong Feng nodded again and said ridiculously, "Murong Feng should thank the emperor. He is very kind. This set of Buddhist scriptures is about to be copied for a long time. Forgive me, but I can live a little longer. So think of it, it's good to be sad, not to be sad, it's better to have tired hands than to never wake up with eyes closed. "
Sima Rui smiled, this is the first time he smiled in front of Murong Feng. From that day on, when I met Murong Feng in front of the Heyiyuan gate, the woman who was annoyed in her heart did not have a good face, and has been chilly. It has passed many days. Today, I finally showed a smile, and it was completely inadvertent. , And unknowingly laughed. "Do you want to copy here or go back to Lengong?"
"Return to the Leng Palace." Murong Feng said immediately, "There is another person who really treats me there. If you stay here, if there is a dispute with Meng Meng, how do you settle down? Annoyed the emperor, you send the Buddhist scriptures and pens and inks to the Cold Palace. Just start copying and pass the time. "
Sima Rui closed her smile and resumed her cold expression, and said to the little devil outside, "Little dear son, go and send the things to Lenggong, please concubine Murong."
Murong Feng didn't look at Sima Rui and left the study. As Xiaodezi went out of Heyiyuan, got on the soft sedan and went back to Lenggong.
Time for a tea meal.
Xiaodezi returned to the study, saw Sima Rui, kneeled down and said, "The emperor, the things you ordered have been done, the things have been sent, and Princess Murong has also returned. When the slaves left, Princess Murong was already copying. Princess Murong is really good at writing. "
"Have you seen her copy of the Buddhist scriptures so quickly?" Sima Rui snorted softly. "What good does Murong Feng give you so that you can speak well for her?"
Xiao Dezi was scared of cold sweat, and hurriedly explained, "No, it is not a slave who speaks good words for Murong Fei, but it is a slave who sees Murong's plaque hanging on the door."
"Plate?" Sima Rui froze and asked subconsciously, "What plaque? What plaque did she hang on the door?"
"When the minion went to the cold palace to ask Concubine Murong, he found that it had changed and looked a lot cleaner. There was a plaque hanging on the door with three words on it-Min Fengju, it was really beautiful. At that time, the minion asked Chunliu a special voice, and realized that the three words were written by Murong herself, carved out, painted by herself, and hung by herself. Although the plaque was a bit rough, it looked very, Very beautiful. "Xiao Dezi said softly and cautiously." Although the slaves didn't understand the words, they looked beautiful. That's why they said that Murong was very good at writing. It was the slaves' own thoughts and definitely not what Murong had entrusted. Murong Fei has always been a faint person. She has never said anything in front of the minions. People have always been very gentle. When the minions used to do things with the old lady, the old lady often asked the slaves to ask Murong to go to Xiangfu. Palace play, so I'm familiar with it. But, however, Concubine Murong went to the cold palace, and did not find any slaves, so what can slaves do to help. "
Sima Rui sighed softly, and she felt strange, why did the woman make herself feel inexplicable.
"What does that place look like?"