Prince Regent Leng Fei's Phoenix Royal World

When Murong Shang came to Shengchanglong Mingpin Store, the store door was already closed, he patted the door a few times, and someone opened the door.

Ye Rong leaned against the door, quietly looking at the man with a jade-like face in front of her, she said softly, "Why are you here so late?"

Murong Shang saw that her face was haggard and her eye circles were slightly red, as if she had just cried, she couldn't help but said distressedly: "You think of Qing'er again?"

Ye Rong's eyes stayed on his face for a long time before she said, "Yes."

"Go in and talk!" Murong Shang stretched out his hand to hold her, Ye Rong dodged subconsciously, Murong Shang asked: "What's wrong?"

Ye Rong forced a smile, "I'll close the door." After saying that, she stretched out her hand to close the door.

Walking through the store is the back hall, where her sister and her sister usually live in the back hall.The setting in the backstage is simple, and a tung oil lamp the size of a bean is burning on the table, blown by the wind, flickering on and off.

Murong Shang pulled her to sit down, stared at her haggard face, and said: "It's useless to think too much, people are gone, you can't burn yourself out."

Ye Rong lowered her head, hummed, and stopped talking.

When Murong Shang saw her like this, he also knew that she must be in a bad mood, so he said: "Let's delay our marriage for a while, we will do it when you are in a better mood, okay?"

Ye Rong raised her head, her eyes were like stars, she looked at him fixedly, and said with some stubbornness: "No, there is no need to delay, just follow the original schedule."

Murong Shang was taken aback, "Are you sure?"

Ye Rong said: "Qing'er is most worried about me, as long as I get married, she will be at ease."

Murong Shang sighed, held her slender hand, looked at her thinner chin, and said distressedly: "Rong'er, in this life, I will not let you suffer at all."

Ye Rong looked at him and asked, "Does your mother agree to our marriage?"

Murong Shang smiled and said dotingly: "Fool, it's not a day or two since my mother wants me to get married, she's too late to be happy, how can she object?"

There was something strange in Ye Rong's eyes, she smiled lightly, "It's fine if she agrees." After a pause, she asked again; "What about Qing'er, do you think it was a mistake or someone killed him?"

Murong Shang was a little surprised, "Who would harm her? Such a good girl, don't think about it, no one will harm her."

"You also think she is a good girl? I just think, she has always been so healthy, and she is a person who is used to walking on mountain roads, how could she suddenly stumble and fall off the cliff?" There was a wry smile on the corner of Ye Rong's mouth, and she put her hands on Murong Shang's face , asked him quietly, "If one day, you find out that Qing'er was murdered by others, will you help her avenge her?"

"Of course!" Murong admired, and said with a little reproach, "Why would you ask such a question? You are my wife, and Qing'er is my younger sister. How can I not avenge her?"

"What if that person is someone you care about?" Ye Rong asked again.

Murong Shang smiled, "The only person I care about is you."

Ye Rong sighed softly, "Brother Murong, don't be too nice to me, if one day, my life is without you, I don't know how to adapt."

"I am not good to you, who is good to you? You, because of Qing'er's random thoughts, stop thinking about it, try to be happy, and be the most beautiful bride." Murong Shang scratched her nose, then held her He said affectionately: "I will never leave you in my life, I promise, it will remain the same forever."

He remembered that Chu Ye said that he would not promise easily in the future, and he thought so too, but at this moment, he solemnly made this promise to Ye Rong, and would use his life to keep it.

Ye Rong took the initiative to kiss his eyes, and said softly, "Brother Murong, getting to know you is the happiest thing in my life."

"Me too!" Murong Shang stretched out his arms to hug her, and sighed, "You don't know, these few days you have been so indifferent to me, I thought you had changed."

"I will never change my heart for you." Ye Rong said quietly, in the dim light, tears overflowed from her bright eyes and flowed to her mouth, she felt so bitter.

In Murong Mansion, a woman in a fine dress stood by the window, and the sycamore trees in the yard were blown by the wind, rustling.She hadn't removed her makeup yet, and she was wearing Mrs. Yipin's court dress. The red court dress reflected her ruddy and smooth face. Although she was nearly 50 years old, she was well maintained and looked only about forty.

"Did you find the dead ghost?" Her voice was cold and disgusted, she didn't even want to mention the name, and used the dead ghost instead.

"Ma'am, I can't find it." It was a monk behind her who answered her, "The poor monk has searched the entire capital, but he couldn't find Ye Qing, and neither could the two girls who came out to make trouble that night. "

"Trash, I spent so much money to support you, pointing at you to solve the problems of the Murong Mansion, but you can't even do the little things." Mrs. Murong's face raised a look of ferocity, she turned her head and said coldly: "I'll give you three days Time, if you can't find Ye Qing, you have to drive Ye Rong out."

"Madam can rest assured about this, Ye Rong is much easier to deal with than Ye Qing," the monk said.

Mrs. Murong sneered: "You're wrong, Ye Qing is a reckless girl, what's so difficult about it? This lady can stab her to death with one finger. But, I don't want her to die, I want Shang'er to give up on her completely. Otherwise, it won't help if she leaves the capital, and Shang'er will still find her. I want Shang'er to feel disgusted when thinking of this woman in the future."

The monk was taken aback, "What does Madam mean?"

"If you don't understand what I mean, you don't have to stay in Murong Mansion anymore." Mrs. Murong said coldly, "Go out."

The monk thought about it for a while, and suddenly understood, and said with a smile: "I see, the poor monk knows how to do it."

Madam Murong's face revealed a smile, she looked at the monk, and asked: "You are a monk, don't you fear retribution?"

The monk snorted and said, "Retribution? I am a Buddhist disciple, and I will not go to hell in the future. What kind of retribution will I have?"

"You are the best if you are not afraid. The master is a foreigner. You should know this matter. I didn't order you to do it. It is your own decision. In the future, this matter will be worn out. In front of Shang'er, you have to admit that it is yourself. idea." Madam Murong said coldly.

The monk said: "Don't worry, madam, if madam hadn't rescued the poor monk, how could the poor monk have seen the Buddha now, how could he enjoy the glory and wealth here?" Having been a monk all his life, he thought that his life was only left to practice Buddhism and recite scriptures. But he didn't want to see so many good things in the world, no wonder even those goblins who practiced have to enter the world.Of course, he knew that if he left the Murong Mansion, all this would cease to exist.

The night wind was awe-inspiring, with the coolness of early autumn, Mrs. Murong said to the girl: "Jing'er, remove my makeup and prepare hot water."

"Yes, ma'am!" Jing'er, the girl behind her, remained expressionless the entire time, turning a deaf ear to the words of the two of them.

"Who's here tonight?" Mrs. Murong asked Jing'er.

Jing'er was a little dazed, "Ma'am, did you remember wrongly? Has anyone been here tonight?"

Only then did Mrs. Murong smile in satisfaction, "I just like well-behaved people."

Jing'er didn't make a sound, and quietly untied the decoration on her head, her eyebrows were pleasing to the eyes, but when she turned around to take the jewelry box, there was still a look of awe and sadness on her face.