Ghost eye mad concubine is too hot

Chapter 78 His Mind

"This is my king's housework." Putting his hands behind his back, Murong Heng slightly raised his knife-like chin, looking at Yun Zhongque with a trace of piercing blue in his eyes.

"I don't have that much time to take care of the affairs between you..." Yun Zhongque paused for a moment, then showed a disgusted expression, pointed at Murong Heng and continued: "Anyway, you have to do Whatever is your business, I will protect her."

After finishing speaking, Yun Zhongque quickly disappeared from Murong Heng's sight, and just when his figure disappeared, Ling Xuzi's voice sounded behind him.

"My lord?"

Hearing the sound, Murong Heng didn't turn around immediately, but still maintained the original posture.It wasn't until Ling Xuzi came forward that he straightened his thin lips and looked aside.

"It seems that this king came at the wrong time." Looking up at the towering parliament tower, Murong Heng's deliberately drawn-out tone was tinged with a hint of a smile that was not a smile.Although it is not obvious, people with hearing can hear it immediately.

Sensing the subtle but deliberate sarcasm in Murong Heng's tone, Ling Xuzi blushed slightly, but did not continue speaking.On the contrary, Murong Heng shifted his gaze to him at this time, and resolved the short-term embarrassment.

"It turned out to be the elders of the ninth generation. This king thought that they were those who cared about my life." As he said, Murong Heng's thin lips slightly raised a barely visible gap, and he looked at Ling Xuzi's eyes Although it is not cold, it looks like a substance, piercing the heart and lungs.

"No, my lord's words are serious." Laughing twice, Ling Xuzi stared at Murong Heng for a moment, then looked around and lowered his voice: "My lord, can I take a step to speak?"

After listening, Murong Heng raised his eyebrows, and his gaze stayed on Ling Xuzi's two distinct black and white pupils for a while before he nodded slightly.

Following Ling Xuzi to a secluded tree house, Murong Heng raised his eyes and looked around, then slid his fingers along the edge of the wooden table.

After closing the door carefully, Ling Xuzi reappeared in front of Murong Heng. After a moment of silence, he said, "My lord, do you know of any way to change a person's character, or manipulate people's hearts? Or...is there anyone who can do this?" ?”

"The idea of ​​the elders of the nine generations is really interesting." An intriguing smile floated on his thin lips, and Murong Heng's eyes on Ling Xuzi were almost the same as his slightly raised tone of voice, both with subtle sarcasm.

"No, my lord, what the old man said is true, and there is absolutely no intention of joking." Ling Xuzi stepped forward with a deep voice, and Ling Xuzi frowned slightly, even the originally calm tone revealed a hint of urgency.

Seeing this, a faint blue light flashed across Murong Heng's long and narrow phoenix eyes, and then quickly disappeared.He pursed his thin lips and stared at Ling Xuzi forcefully, but he didn't see any suspicious flaws in the latter's eyes.

If all these are really Ling Xuzi's acting skills, then he has to admit that this acting skill is enough to confuse the real ones.

However, now it seems that the development trend of the facts is not as simple as he imagined.At least, there is now a split within the Bulao tribe.The fact that Ling Xuzi would find him just proved this point.

In this way, there is only one problem left, that is, the real purpose and identity of the person behind the scenes.

Compared with his identity, what Murong Heng cares more about is that person's purpose.

To disturb a tribe with many masters in such a way, besides the fight between the tribes, what reason would there be... As soon as he thought about it, Murong Heng's slender fingers that were swiping on the wooden table slowly stopped , and then lightly move in place.

Looking at Murong Heng who hadn't said a word for a long time, Ling Xuzi's brow creases deepened a lot, but he still forcibly held back the impulse in his heart and didn't urge him.

After a long time, Murong Heng suddenly raised his gaze from the wooden table, and muttered to himself as if talking to himself: "During the recent period, apart from this king, have you Bulao tribe had any other visitors? "

"Visitor?" Frowning, he repeated the two words at the end of Murong Heng's words. Ling Xuzi lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then looked at him again and said: "There are no visitors, but the Fifth Elder just came back from outside a few days ago..." said With that, Ling Xuzi paused, his eyes suddenly opened a little.

"Could it be..."

"Since there are no outsiders, it is the internal affairs of your Bulao clan, and this king has no right to intervene." Seeing the slightly surprised reaction of the person in front of him, Murong Heng was almost sure that a series of unexpected incidents in the Bulao clan The incidents are all related to the five elders mentioned by Ling Xuzi, and it is by no means an ordinary relationship.

But there is one thing that he can't figure out. Judging from the current situation of the Bulao tribe, the fifth elder is definitely capable of taking the position of patriarch. a circle of .The Bulao tribe itself is a tribe that respects ability and respects the strong. Even though the fifth elder's method of seizing the patriarch's position by force may seem a bit tough, it is not unacceptable among the Bulao tribe.

Such a series of contradictory points became a strange phenomenon that Murong Heng could not explain. Although he himself did not have much interest in these successive events, but these events happened at this time, which made him suspicious.

If it was really an internal matter of the Bulao tribe, it would be fine. Once the fifth elder was instigated by someone, then he would have to know who the person behind it was, and whether he had the same purpose as his coming here.

Seeing Murong Heng's dark eyes gradually dimming, Ling Xuzi opened his lips and asked, "What did the lord think of?"

Hearing this, Murong Heng slightly rubbed his chin with his fingertips, and lightly gave a negative answer.

Although he had expected the answer he would give from the very beginning, when Ling Xuzi heard such an answer from Murong Heng, he was somewhat disappointed.

His eyes paused on Murong Heng for a moment, Ling Xuzi suddenly frowned as if remembering something, and asked: "The old man only saw the prince alone, is it possible that the princess is still in the tree prison?"

Hearing Ling Xuzi's words, Murong Heng subconsciously turned his eyes to his blood-stained palm, and then pursed his lips.

"Thanks to your Habayashi guard, she is quite disabled now." Deliberately emphasizing the word "restricted mobility", a trace of almost invisible banter flashed across Murong Heng's clear eyes.

As if hearing the implication in his mouth, Ling Xuzi blushed, pursed his lips and changed the topic.

"There are many emergencies today, and they are also doing their duty." As he spoke, Ling Xuzi took out a porcelain bottle stuffed with a red tassel from his flaxen sleeve, put it on the wooden table in front of Murong Heng and said lightly: "This It's a golden sore medicine secret made by our family, if the prince doesn't dislike it, then I can take it for the old man and give it to the concubine."

(End of this chapter)