The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Chapter 73, the first confrontation

Murong Jian sharp eyes like a sharp arrow, fierce shot to Murong Xue: "Snow, how is this going?"

"I have had a lot of conflicts with my grandmother. She is angry and cursed me in her sleep." Murong Xue said that he was an understatement, a helpless look.

The onlookers watched her eyes full of sympathy. When they lived under one roof, they couldn’t touch each other. There were contradictions in the face and they couldn’t do it. They even cursed in their sleep. This Mrs. Du’s heart is narrow enough. .

Murong Jian’s face was gloomy and terrible. He said, “Is your grandmother injured?”

"I said no, will the second uncle believe it?" Murong Xue squinted at Murong Jian, and his eyebrows were scornful: "Since I don't believe it, the second uncle is still asking more questions. When the grandmother wakes up, the second uncle is personally Ask her, don't know!"

Murong Xue’s bright and clear expression looked like Murong’s bottom look was dark and unclear. He waved his sleeves. He turned and walked back to the town’s Houfu, and his cold command sounded in the wind: When you go to Shuntian, you say that the old lady of the town of Houfu was seriously injured by the wicked, and asked Lin Daren to take the murderer..."

Murong Xue disdain and laughed, moved out of Shuntianfu to scare her, I do not know the so-called, if Du Shi dared to tell her, she immediately went out to buy Du murder and murder, to see who was unlucky!

Du's early morning injury, was discovered by Zhou in the evening, it is estimated that it is impossible to die, the commandment can be really big, the sentence of the legacy of the millennium is used on her, the most appropriate ...

"Sister!" Murong screamed like a dream, and looked at Murong Xue's eyes full of worries and surprises: Grandma always looked at his sister is not pleasing to the eye, frequently looking for the trouble of his sister, the younger sister is not a soft persimmon, and it is entirely possible to beat the grandmother.

Murong Xue did not agree: "Don't worry, I won't have anything..."

"You really are dragons and phoenixes? How do you grow up a bit like that?" Murong arrogantly looked at Murong Xue, and then looked at Murong Yu, and there was a contrast between them. It seemed like a mockery and a sneer. Point out...

Murong Xue’s bright face was slightly gloomy. She didn’t bother to pay attention to Murong’s, but Murong’s like a cowhide plaster, clinging to disgusting them, they couldn’t get rid of it. In this case, she’s rude she’s rude: “We are one Like a beggar, a look like a mother, the appearance of the two of us will certainly not be the same, but it is your Murong Yu, who looks neither ashamed or as a mother..."

Murong stunned, a handsome face slightly red, a word of words: "I am like me, foreigner like a sly, have not heard of it?"

"Yes? It is well known that the nephew of Dali Temple Shaoqing was smashed at the age of five. Your 14-year-old looks similar to his five-year-old. It is amazing..." Murong Xue gave him a casual look at his eyes. The brow is full of scorn.

Murong’s anger and incoherence said: “My appearance is to my grandfather... I am the son of my grandfather... I am sure that my grandfather is also like...so, I am also like a sly...”

"Cough!" Chai Jin unnaturally coughed a few times, interrupted the more he said the more chaotic: "Young master, the old lady was seriously injured, you can also go and see!"

"Well, let's go, ignore the two boring people!" Murong swayed arrogantly, striding toward the town of Houfu.

"Brother, let's go back." Murong Xue's eyes are faint: the sorrows are all in Houfu, and the two Houfu masters naturally have to go back.

"Good!" Murong nodded and Shi Shiran went to Houfu.

"Hui Bo?" Murong Xue looked around, not seeing the trace of Hui Bo, he is the military camp with Murong Yu, Murong is here, he should also be back.

"He went to help me with the items needed to enter the military camp." Murong said gently.

Murong Xue nodded, and Huibo came out of the military camp. He knows the soldiers in the military camp need to use...

Slowly walked into Houfu, Murong Xue saw more than a dozen family members, carrying six or seven large boxes to the study, Liu Mei frowned: "What are you doing?"

Chai Jin came forward and smiled and said: "Return to Miss Da, all the books in the box are books. The second master told the staff to put the book in the big study room, so that Xiao Houye can read it..."

"Thank you for your uncle's kindness. There are already enough books in the study. My brother may not be able to see it for ten years. These books are the secrets of the two uncles. They must be very precious. I will put them in my uncle's study. "Murong Xue sounds cold.

Murong broke into the military camp. He rarely went back to Houfu in three or five years. He would go to the study to read books. Murong Jian put the books in the study. He wanted to use this excuse to frequently enter and exit this study. I will feel that this study is his.

Quietly taking away the study, subtly changing his identity and status in the hearts of the people, Murong Jian is really a sly old fox!

Chai Jin did not agree: "It is the study of Houfu, where the books are placed, it is not the same..."

"Big is not the same!" Murong Xue said unceremoniously: "This study is a special study room of the town of Hou, can only be used by the town, and no one is allowed to enter. The current town is Hou Rong. This study can only be used by Murong. Although the second uncle is an elder, but he is not a town, he can't enter and leave this study. His things are not eligible to be put here."

Murong Xue squatted with Chai Jin, one word and one meal: "I remember that when my grandfather was alive, you went to Houfu, and it was the old man of Houfu. This rule is still determined by my father. You Wouldn't it be unclear?"

Chai Jin’s old face was slightly red. The Missy was really not a fuel-efficient lamp. In a few words, he dismissed him as speechless: "The cabinets of the two masters are filled with books, and they can’t fit... ..."

"Then expand the study and add bookcases. Murong will not treat his children and grandchildren, but the children and grandchildren must also remember that they are young and orderly, and don't want to worry about things that are not their own..." The last words, Murong Xue aggravated The tone of voice, the sound of cold and ice, heard the fire of Chai into the apex of the heart, and there was a layer of sweat on his forehead: "Be careful of the teachings of Missy!"

Murong Xue faintly said: "Put the books all the way to the uncle's study room. Here is the study room of Zhen Guohou. You have nothing to do here. If you see the second uncle, I don't mind if you will just me. Bring him what he said!"

Chai Jin unnaturally laughed a few times, and the bottom was full of dignity: This young lady, really is not simple, the second master wants to **** the throne, some trouble!

Looking at the figure of Chai Jin and others who fled, Murong Yu looked at Murong Xue’s eyes full of admiration: "Sister, you are amazing!"

He saw the book and guessed the purpose of the second uncle. He had not thought of the countermeasures. The younger sister had already driven the people away.

Murong Xue smiled softly: "Small things, don't praise, it's too late, you are going to eat, rest, and go to the military camp tomorrow morning, don't be late."

"I know, then I will go back to the house first, and you will rest earlier!" Murong nodded heavily, along Qingshi Road, and quickly walked to his small courtyard.

Murong Xue looked at the direction of Yutangyuan, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a sneer: Du Shi was diagnosed by a doctor. He should wake up quickly. If he didn’t guess wrong, the first thing she did after she woke up was to add vinegar to Murong Jian. Complain, denounce his crimes, and let Murong Jian avenge her...

Oh, what do you do with her, the soldiers will stop, the water will cover the earth...

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