Divine Doctor Poison Concubine: Miss Waste

Chapter 333 Wan Qingsi (2)
"En!" Xia Qingge nodded, and met Qingliang Shunzi who was staring at him, and both of them smiled.

Xia Qingge put on her shoes and walked to the chair next to her. Murong Yu took out a wooden comb from her body and walked behind her, put down all her black hair, and raised her hand to help her comb it slowly.

The two remained silent all the time, neither of them could bear to speak to break the calm at this moment. Xia Qingge closed his eyes, and his mind seemed to calm down in an instant. The outside world may have been chaotic at this moment, but they seemed to be separated from each other inside the house. Abandoning all the mundane, quietly enjoying the warmth of the moment.

"Why is it a concentric bun again?" Xia Qingge held a bronze mirror he was carrying, and looked at her in the mirror, his eyes were rippling, with a clear and moist look.

"Turning up the concentric bun means that the husband and wife are of the same heart." Murong Yu looked at the peerless face of the woman in the mirror and smiled softly.

"What kind of husband and wife are in the same heart? We are not!" Xia Qingge's heart trembled following his words, but he retorted stubbornly.

"Not today, maybe tomorrow, it's just a matter of sooner or later!" The smile on the corner of Murong Yu's mouth became more and more intense.

Xia Qingge stared at him angrily, then put down the mirror and stood up, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you, I'm going to the Palace of Heavenly Kings."

"I'll go with you. Now there must be everything that should go there. How can you leave me alone at this time?"

Xia Qingge's face was calm, and he exchanged a look with his smiling Shunzi, "Okay, let's go together." Although he said it casually, she knew that he was worried about her.

At this time, the Hall of Heavenly Kings was already full of people. The four-meter-high golden body of Sakyamuni sitting in the center of the hall was solemn and majestic. Two rows of red candles were placed on both sides of the hall. They were all ignited, and the fiery red flames reflected the entire hall with a touch of red, and the light refracted on Jin's body made the hall even more quiet and depressing.

The Fifth Highness Murong Ce and the Seventh Highness Murong Yi were sitting on the first seats on the left and right respectively. Below Murong Yi were Feng Feilang, Feng Yu'e, Yang Siyuan, Yang Zimo, Yang Ziyi and Yang Ziyue.

Under Murong Ce sat Ouyang Wenjin, Weng Tingya, Xiao Yudie, Xia Yumeng and Xia Shuangshuang. Since Song Lingdi was seriously injured and never woke up, Ouyang Xinyao stayed at her residence to help take care of her. I can't come here for the time being.

A group of people sat on the main hall, their faces were shrouded in a haze, at this moment several monks walked in slowly, Murong Yi immediately stood up when he saw the head monk and saluted softly, "Master Cihui."

After Master Cihui walked into the hall, he glanced at everyone in the hall, his eyes full of wisdom were calm and calm.

"The poor monk has seen His Highness the Fifth Highness, His Highness the Seventh Highness, and all the benefactors." Master Cihui clasped his hands together, and greeted everyone sitting again with great reverence.

"This junior has met Master Cihui." After Murong Yi got up, everyone also stood up and saluted Master Cihui together.

"Master is here to trouble you today. Please sit down, Master." Murong Yi stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation, Ci Hui nodded and walked to the first place to sit down. Several monks who came with Master Ci Hui followed him and took their seats. They stood behind him together.

"Master Abbot, the two benefactors, Prince Yu and Miss Qing Ge, have already walked outside the main hall." A young novice walked in quickly after everyone was seated.

"Let them come in." Ci Hui's face was still kind and gentle, and she said a word without haste, and the little novice immediately took the order and left.

Following Master Cihui's words, everyone looked towards the door with unanimous eyes. A man and a woman gradually stepped into their line of sight. The man was dressed in white and was peerless, while the woman also wore a goose yellow gauze dress, looking beautiful Wushuang, the two looked calm, and walked into the hall at the same time.

"Master Cihui!" The two greeted Cihui.

"Young master and Miss Qing Ge are welcome, please sit down first." Ci Hui chuckled, her snow-white beard fluttering slightly in the evening wind, she was wearing a gray coarse cloth gown, she was quite fairy-like, The demeanor of an alien fairy.

Xia Qingge and Murong Yu nodded and walked to the two chairs closest to the back and sat down.

"I don't know why His Highness the Seventh Highness summoned everyone today?" Master Ci Hui turned his face to Murong Yi who was beside him and said lightly.

After Xia Qingge and Murong Yu walked in, Murong Yi never took his eyes off that goose yellow figure. He was struggling and complicated in his heart, and he hoped that what happened today would have nothing to do with her.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Murong Yi nodded slightly and recounted what happened today, "It's like this. Just now, Gong'e, who followed us, found that her younger sister was beaten into a serious injury and unconscious by the rockery near the Buddhist scriptures pavilion." , and the murderer accidentally left something behind, so His Highness wants to confirm it in person in front of everyone."

Murong Yi paused slightly while speaking, he raised his eyes and took a deep look in one direction, and then said, "I don't want to wrong anyone, but I also don't want those who hurt my sister to go unpunished."

Ci Hui nodded after listening to Murong Yi's narration, "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, but someone dares to do such a crazy thing in a place of Buddhism, since His Royal Highness has found the things left by the murderer, I can't help but say it openly. Come out, if someone from this monastery did it, the old monk will never protect it for his own sake in accordance with the law!"

Murong Yi sneered and shook his head, "Master, don't worry, the person who hurt my sister today is not everyone in the monastery."

"Oh? How does His Royal Highness know that the person who hurt the fourth princess is not from this court?" A monk in his sixties standing behind Master Cihui asked curiously.

The coldness in Murong Yi's eyes deepened. Although he has a good impression of Xia Qingge, Dieyi is the younger sister of his mother after all. Compared with his own biological sister, a woman is naturally towards the latter. It was really Xia Qingge who made such a ruthless move, he would definitely bear the pain to sever the affection he shouldn't have had, and bring her to justice.

And weighing the pros and cons, he also knew that getting rid of Xia Qingge would do him no harm at all, and Murong Yu and Feng Feilang would at least fall into a long-term depression.

"Ghost Mandrill, please present the things you found near the rockery."

He gave orders to the door in a deep voice, and a moment later, a man in a black suit walked in steadily with a tray, "Master!"

He respectfully walked to Murong Yi's side, stretched out his hand and handed the tray in his hand to Murong Yi, and the latter raised his hand and took out a hairpin made of pure gold from it, with some not dry of blood.

Seeing this golden hairpin again, Murong Yi's eyes became darker and colder, seeing the hairpin in his hand stained with Murong Dieyi's blood, his heart became as hard as iron in an instant!
(End of this chapter)