Chapter 882 The Grand Finale (18)
Murong Yu took a 'careful' look at the old beggar's legs: "Mu Shilang, look at the old man's pain, he is really seriously injured and needs to be treated sooner, so it is not advisable to delay too much, the soft sedan may take a while Luckily, the hospital is not far away, just turn the corner ahead, so you can carry him directly for treatment, don’t wait for the sedan chair!”

Mu Shilang likes to be a good person, so Murong Yu will help him.

Mu Shilang smiled softly: "He hurt his leg, he needs to be careful, it's more comfortable to sit in a soft sedan, and he won't hurt his leg!" The old beggar was dirty all over, and the original color of his clothes could not be seen clearly In the winter, there was still a strange smell on his body. Mu Shilang didn't want to get in touch with him at all, so he sent someone to find a soft sedan chair. The smile in Murong Yu's cold eyes deepened: "Old man's leg is seriously injured. It's really not good to walk around, so let Mu Shilang carry him to treat his injuries. Anyway, the journey is not very far, and the soft sedan chair has disappeared so far. I don't know when it will come. Maybe you sent him to the hospital. It's not here yet!"

Mu Shilang is so caring and considerate to beggars, he can’t just talk about it, but also show it to everyone. If he is really a kind person, it’s not special to walk a 20-meter distance with a disabled person who is full of stink. embarrassing thing.

"Yes, yes, look at the beggar's painful appearance, he is seriously injured, indeed there is no further delay..."

"That's right, early treatment and early peace of mind..."

Everyone's discussion sounded very well, and Mu Shilang's complexion became very ugly. God knows how much he hates the bad smell from that beggar. If it wasn't for the sake of continuing the play, he would have left far away Now, how could he stand so close to the beggar and let him carry the beggar to the hospital, it would be better to kill him.

"What's the matter, Mu Shilang, are you unwilling to take that beggar to heal his wounds?" Wang Xiangya understood Murong Yu's intentions, followed her words, and mocked Mu Shilang: "Yes, you are a dignified Mu Shilang, the future Wei Guogong , Noble status, and a suit of brocade clothes, how can I hug this dirty and smelly beggar, just say what you are concerned about, there is no need to put it into action, when the soft sedan chair arrives, let him go to the hospital in a sedan chair, you pay Yinzi is doing good deeds by treating him..."

Mu Shilang's face was ashen, Wang Xiangya showed his attitude from the beginning, ignoring the beggar's life and death, but he cared about the beggar carefully, Murong Yu and Wang Xiangya's words had come to an end, if he didn't take the beggar to the medical clinic, he would be a hypocrite Notoriety, the entire Duke of Wei's mansion will also be shamed.

Wang Xiangya is arrogant and domineering, he shows it on the surface, everyone knows it, he is open and upright, but his hypocrisy is hidden in his heart, once it is exposed, he will definitely be ridiculed and unable to lift his head.

"Princess, Xiangya misunderstood me. It's not that I don't want to carry him to the clinic. It's just that I just finished my work and rushed all the way. I'm tired and don't have much strength. I'm afraid I might accidentally fall to him..." As a minister , Mu Shilang has a lot of things to do every day. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is dizzy because he is too busy. The reason for being tired and lacking energy is perfect, and no one else can find the slightest flaw.

Anxious eyes quietly looked into the distance, secretly anxious in his heart, why hasn't the soft sedan come yet!
"Mu Shilang has been here for a while, no matter how tired you are, you should rest!" Murong Yu smiled brightly, and a strange flash of light flashed in his cold eyes, waiting for the soft sedan to carry a beggar, dreaming!
"Mu Shilang, if you don't want to carry someone to the medical clinic, you should have said it earlier, there is no need to find so many reasons to shirk!" Wang Xiangya helped the servant girl out of the carriage: "This beggar is blocking my way, someone, come and drag him away!"

"Wait!" Mu Shilang stopped the guards from moving. If the beggar is dragged away, his previous efforts will be in vain: "Don't bother Mrs. Lu, I will take him to the clinic immediately!"

Why don't you just carry a beggar to the hospital, 20 meters away, he held his breath, and he couldn't smell the strange smell. It doesn't matter if the clothes are dirty, just take a shower and change clothes immediately after returning home.

"Who will help!" The beggar's legs were unconscious, and it took a lot of effort for Mu Shilang to carry him on his back.

"Mu Shilang is carrying him to the clinic, not carrying him, and still need someone to help?" The beggar has a strong strange smell, and it is more uncomfortable to hold him than to carry him. This is Mu Shilang's own request, no wonder others .

"I'm afraid that the beggar is too heavy. If I don't hold him well, I'll fall him!" Mu Shilang, who has been an official for many years, has perfected his adaptability.

"The beggar didn't finish his meal after eating. His body has only a skeleton and not much flesh. The servant is a martial arts practitioner. He is strong and strong. He must be able to hold him firmly!" The strange smell should make Mu Shilang Smell a lot, get help, dream.

"What the princess said is very true, I was negligent!" Mu Shilang bowed his body with a gloomy face, and suddenly, a disgusting and unpleasant smell rushed into his nose, Mu Shilang's chest was overwhelmed, and he resisted the discomfort in his body , picked up the beggar.

The unpleasant smell spread from the beggar to Mu Shilang's body. The dirty clothes touched his expensive brocade clothes. The dirt on the clothes seemed to seep into the skin through layers of gauze. Mu Shilang's brows were tightly knit. Wrinkled into a ball, gnashing teeth secretly: Murong Yu, Wang Xiangya!

"Look, the soft sedan is here!" Someone shouted, Mu Shilang looked up, and a pink sedan carried by two people appeared in his eyes, and the anger in his chest was even stronger. Damn, what about the soft sedan? Don't come sooner!

Murong Yu smiled strangely, the sedan chair came late, it was naturally arranged by Shaoxian, the purpose was to stimulate Mu Shilang who was holding the beggar.

Everyone's eyes fell on the pink soft sedan chair. Murong Yurou's boneless little hand quickly stretched out, then retracted in an instant, and faint flames spread across the beggar's body.

"Ah, why is the old man's clothes on fire!" Wang Xiangya's exclamation was not too loud, just enough for the people around to hear.

What, the beggar's clothes are on fire?There was a scorching heat coming from his body, Mu Shilang was startled, and subconsciously threw the beggar out.

The beggar fell to the ground, then bounced up again, stomped his feet quickly, slapped his legs in a panic with his hands, and the open flame on his back: "Ah, ah, why did my clothes catch fire...it burned me to death... "

The crowd was stunned for a moment, with their mouths wide open and eyes wide open, they stared at the beggar stomping and bouncing without blinking. What's going on?

(End of this chapter)

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