Aristocratic Concubine

Chapter 150 Slap him in the face (4)
Wanrong then smiled and said: "You are right, but I invited the third younger sister, but the third younger sister seemed unhappy and refused to come down, or, Shizi, you go and invite me in person?"

I can ask, but why do you still come to beg you?Murong Lingyun almost tore Wanrong's face off, it was this damned woman who ruined his good marriage, and made him very timid even seeing Wanqing's face now.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Wanrong didn't bother to talk to him, went straight into the mansion, left Murong Lingyun alone at the gate in a daze, Murong Lingyun looked back at the carriage, raised his foot, and wanted to approach the carriage and Wanqing Talking, but also afraid that she would despise and hate him, repeated several times, hesitated for a while, suddenly seemed to have made up his mind, raised his hand, and raised the door of his own house and said: "Restrain the threshold of the gate, and put the door of Madam Jingning Hou Shizi Drive the carriage into the mansion."

The door was stunned, the threshold of the gate can't be controlled randomly, there have always been only those who controlled the side gate, I have never heard of the gate, this is a very unlucky thing, all the big families regard the front gate very carefully Importantly, the things on the main entrance should not be moved around in leisure time, for fear of ruining the Feng Shui and luck of the mansion.

So Menzi hesitated and said, "Master, I'm afraid this is inappropriate."

Murong Lingyun was full of anger, he lifted his foot and kicked him, cursing: "Whoever dares not to listen to what I say, I will kick him to death immediately."

Hearing this, the other gatekeepers were so frightened that they went to the threshold of the Yumen Gate. Murong Lingyun didn't shy away from it. With a big hand, he lifted the driver on Wanqing's carriage and threw it out, and drove the carriage into the gate of Shouchangbo Mansion himself. .

Wanqing had been sitting in the carriage, drowsy and drowsy, not knowing what Murong Lingyun was doing, she woke up when the carriage started, and when she lifted the curtain to look, she saw the back of the coachman so familiar, it was not at all. It wasn't the person from before, I couldn't help being startled, I looked carefully at the tall and broad back, dressed in a flirty black robe embroidered with flamboyant red marigolds, couldn't help being furious, and shouted: "Murong Lingyun, you bastard, stop the car. "

Murong Lingyun didn't turn his head back, he just drove the carriage even more hurriedly, he wanted to hurry the carriage to the backyard, he just wanted to find a quieter place and say sorry to Wanqing, in fact the damage has already been done, sorry again What's the use, no matter what, she is someone else's wife, and he wants to marry a woman he doesn't like, knowing that doing all this may make her hate or even hate him even more, knowing that what he does is in vain, But he just wanted to do this, and he didn't know what he wanted. For a few days, he actually regretted that he didn't directly take Wanqing into the mansion, lock her up, and let her go. She was pregnant with his child, so she couldn't escape anymore, so she could only cuddle up to him from now on. With his temperament, it was very easy to do this.

I just don't know why, after meeting her, I became weaker, became a mother-in-law, lost opportunities again and again, and plunged myself into this hopeless situation with nowhere to go.

Wanqing yelled twice and saw that Murong Lingyun still refused to stop the car, the alarm went off in her mind, she was so angry that she lifted the curtain, lifted her foot and jumped down.

Although Murong Lingyun was driving the carriage fast, his ears were paying close attention to the movement on the carriage. When the curtain opened, he paid attention to it. When he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help being frightened. Leaping up in a strange posture, with his long arms scooped up, he hugged Wanqing who was about to land on the ground, and his body would fall to the ground at any time. He was about to protect Wanqing in his arms, and hit the green body heavily. slate.

"Qing'er, you scared me to death." Murong Lingyun blurted out, still in shock.

Before she finished speaking, Wan Qing raised her hand and slapped him on the face, angrily said: "Bastard!"

Before Murong Lingyun could react, she kicked her again on the lower abdomen, Wanqing sat in his arms and broke free, lifted her foot and kicked it again, Murong Lingyun reached out and grabbed her small ankle, with a look on her face. A rascal smile: "Third sister heard that I'm getting married, so did you come to see me for the last time?"

Wanqing was so angry that she poohed at him and scolded: "You have no shame, let me go."

Murong Lingyun deliberately lowered his eyes to stare at Wanqing's small embroidered shoes, and said with a gruff smile, "Third sister's hands are really skillful, someday make me a pair of shoes too."

"You're dreaming." Wanqing pulled her feet back desperately, pulled a golden hairpin from her head, picked it up, and poked it at Murong Lingyun's hand.

"Third sister is really cruel." Although this sentence was said with a grin, the voice was full of desolation, Wanqing's heart tightened, and after poking it, she stopped.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Murong Lingyun's lips, he let go of her, twisted his body beautifully, leaped up from the ground gracefully, and stood in front of Wanqing with a smile on his face. Although his hair was a bit messy, it was stubbornly scattered In front of the broad forehead, he added a bit of rebellious and wild beauty out of thin air. If the little girl in the previous life saw it, she would definitely stare at her.

But in Wanqing's eyes, it became more and more glaring and disgusting. Thinking of that day, she was almost killed by this fellow, so she couldn't help becoming more angry, turned her head and walked out.

Murong Lingyun grabbed her wrist in time and said: "Since you came to my door, you must have something to ask for. Tell me, I can do it, and I will definitely not delay it."

Wan Qing glanced at him and said: "Let go, even if I beg a pig or a dog, I won't beg you."

Murong Lingyun held on tightly to her hand, and said in a sad voice: "Sometimes, I want to become a dog, so that I can justifiably stay by your side."

Wanqing was suffocated when she heard that, and immediately thought of her little fur ball. She hugged the little fur ball and stroked it in her arms. If the little fur ball turned into Murong Lingyun... She couldn't help feeling cold, and turned her head to stare at him Said: "You are dreaming."

Murong Lingyun didn't know that she had turned so many turns in her mind at once, and couldn't help being stunned by the scolding, and said with a wry smile: "Does Third Younger Sister hate me so much? Am I not qualified to be a dog?"

Wanqing didn't bother to pay attention to him, this is the second gate of Shouchang Bo's mansion, although there are not many servants coming and going, there are still people passing by, and a few servants saw Mrs. His family's elder son slapped him in the face, and everyone was stunned. Who is his elder son's face? He is equivalent to a demonic existence. Except for the earl who can say a few words about him, who dares to hit him?
(End of this chapter)