Rebirth of Flames: Prime Minister's daughter is crazy

Chapter 153 The Death of Ouyang Rongkuo 6
Repeatedly said: "Is this not a joke?!"

"I told you to be joking, I told you to be joking." Even though Wu Yiyun apologized, Luwu didn't give up, and the powder fist fell on Wu Yiyun like a rainstorm.

Mo Ruo didn't even look at Wu Yiyun's direction, and when Qilin threw the firewood on the ground, Mo Ruo moved his fingers lightly in the air, gathering the scattered firewood together, forming an orchid finger with his hand, with a sound of "嗖!" A ball of flame the size of a glass ball popped out, and the flame flew straight to the woodpile following Mo Ruo's flick.

"Wow!"

The firewood was ignited in an instant, making a "sizzling" sound.

At this time, Huo Fenghuang had already handled the pheasant, put it on a wooden stick, and started roasting.

The night was getting dark, Wu Yiyun swallowed a mouthful of saliva watching the oily pheasant, and immediately looked away from the pheasant.

On such a day, Wu Yiyun never gave up his decision to rely on Mo Ruo not to leave.

He even guessed that Mo Ruo would force him to leave in various ways, but all he can do now is endure.

In the next few days, no matter what cruel way Mo Ruo used to treat Wu Yiyun, Wu Yiyun seemed determined to beat him to death and would not give up.

After five days of trekking, they finally came to the imperial capital.

Dragging their tired bodies, Huo Fenghuang and Qilin's faces were rather ugly.

Mo Ruo remained expressionless, straightened her waist and sat on the horseback.

They had changed horses twice on the way, so now the horses had enough strength to carry them forward.

Wu Yiyun, who had never experienced such an arduous long distance, obviously couldn't take it anymore. His legs hurt so much that he wanted to curse, and he leaned on the horse's exhausted body, and his face was even more haggard.

Luwu looked at him distressedly, wishing to take all his tiredness on herself.

The streets of the imperial capital were bustling with each other, the cries of hawkers and the noise of the crowd filled Mo Ruo's ears.

Mo Ruo got off the horse, dragged a random person and began to inquire: "I heard that something big happened to Prime Minister Ouyang's family recently?"

It was a man in his 40s who was questioned by Mo Ruo. The man looked at the five of them and looked them up and down. He seemed a little scared, looked around cautiously, and whispered: "You are from out of town. Bar?"

Mo Ruo nodded.

Then the man said: "The Prime Minister Ouyang was in danger after being beaten by the eldest daughter. All the doctors in the city went to see it, but they didn't see why. The elders also tried various methods, but still Useless."

"Hey!"

The man pointed to a few men wearing the same clothes not far away, and said: "Just a few days ago, several elders and emperors gave up Prime Minister Ouyang. Two days ago, Prime Minister Ouyang didn't hold on and died... ..."

When the man spoke, his face was full of panic, his eyes were erratic, he was afraid that he would be the next person to be killed, and he left quickly before Mo Ruo continued to ask after he finished speaking.

After hearing this, Mo Ruo raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and the small smile was fleeting.

It was exactly as she had guessed, but... she was not the murderer who killed Ouyang Rongkuo.

But as for who the murderer was...she didn't know. "Hey, what do you want? It's been five days of driving, shouldn't it be time to stop and rest?"

Wu Yiyun lay weakly on the horse's back, looking at Mo Ruo with sad eyes.

(End of this chapter)