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"Sir, do you really know who killed Ma Dayuan?"

Back at Listening to Perfume Pavilion, A'Zhu, Bao BuTong and others all looked curious. ♦ൠ ♦♦

"You don't need to ask more about these things. I have other ideas about the Beggar Clan. Bao Bubu and the storm are bad. You stay on the shore and wait for the Beggar Clan to come. In addition, there should be friends from Xixia in the past few days. , you guys greet me."

"Don't worry, sir, we'll go right away."

Although Bao BuTong and Feng BoE were confused, they immediately left with fists in hand.

"Cousin, A'Zhu, please go back to Mantuo Villa first and wait for news from me."

Then, Ning Yuan sent Wang Yuyan and others away.

On the other side, Mrs. Ma came in a sedan with Bai Shijing.

Before the remaining members of the beggar gang could leave, they were surrounded by people from Xixia.

With the appearance of the four evil men and the early attack of Beisu Qingfeng, everyone was captured by the Xixia people.

"Boss, what should we do with these people?"

Yun Zhonghe came to Duan Yanqing's side and asked.

"Boss, that Murong Fu just returned to Yanziwu. Last time he used evil martial arts to absorb my inner strength. This revenge must be avenged."

Yue Laosan also said angrily.

"Hmph, there is no need for us to avenge you. Since Murong Fu also has conflicts with the Beggar Clan, let's pin this matter on his head. When the time comes, there will be many people in the Central Plains martial arts community who will avenge you."

Duan Yanqing's hoarse voice came.

"Boss is brilliant!"

Yun Zhonghe immediately gave a thumbs up.

"But we still have to find an opportunity to meet Murong Fu for a while and let the world believe that he has cooperated with our Yipintang."

Duan Yanqing added.

…

The night breeze is blowing.

The willow leaves rustle.

"People from the Beggar Clan, you are finally here."

Bao BuTong and Feng BoE jumped out and stood in front of the sedan and said.

Bai Shijing was startled and took a step back.

This made both Bao BuTong and Feng BoE smile with disdain.

"Humph, where is Murong Fu?"

Bai Shijing felt embarrassed and said with a cold snort.

"My young master is in front of the perfume pavilion."

Bao BuTong said calmly.

"In that case, let's lead the way."

At this time, the bearer lowered the sedan chair, and Madam Ma's feet in snow-white boots stuck out, and the person followed and stepped out of the sedan chair.

Wearing a white plain skirt with a little light powder, she looks quite cool.

"My young master said that he only wants to tell one person this secret. Only one of you can get on the ship. It depends on which one of you goes."

Bao BuTong put his hands on his chest and raised his head.

Mrs. Ma's face changed slightly and she turned to look at Bai Shijing.

Bai Shijing's expression changed several times, but he did not dare to meet Mrs. Ma's eyes. He turned his head and said, "In this case, it would be better for Deputy Gang Leader Ma's widow to go up."

"snort!"

Hearing this, Mrs. Ma couldn't help but snorted coldly and cursed in her heart: Useless trash, just like Ma Dayuan, he has no courage at all. Compared with Qiao Feng, he is far behind. Why do I like him so much? You losers.

If Qiao Feng had even a thought for me, I would have parted ways with you long ago.

Although Madam Ma cursed secretly in her heart, she was still riding a tiger and could only remain calm, "In this case, please lead the way."

"Madam, just get on board."

Bao BuTong and Feng PoE got out of the way, revealing a small boat on the shore.

Mrs. Ma's eyes flickered for a few times, and she thought to herself: Since I came here openly, I think Murong Fu wouldn't dare to harm me, so I went to see what his purpose was.

Madam Ma was thoughtful. If Murong Fu really knew the secret of the matter, then Murong Fu did not tell her secret in the apricot forest during the day, but chose to tell them alone, then there must be another purpose.

So thinking about this, Mrs. Ma also calmed down.

Mrs. Ma stepped onto the boat cautiously, Bao BuTong and Feng BoE looked at each other. They both waved their palms at the same time, and the powerful wind swept across the boat, and the boat shot out from the lake like an arrow from a string.

"ah!"

Madam Ma exclaimed, unsteady, and rushed forward, kneeling on the boat with a panicked look on her face.

Seeing the distance from the shore getting further and further away, Mrs. Ma's heart became excited, her face turned pale, and she did not dare to move for fear of capsizing the boat.

After a long time, the speed of the boat finally slowed down, and with a bang, the boat stopped on the shore.

"finally reached."

Mrs. Ma took a deep breath, then slowly lifted her heavy legs, stood up reluctantly, and jumped onto the other side.

Then he raised his head and saw the brightly lit pavilion in the distance.

Mrs. Ma couldn't help but look back. It was already dark on the other side and she couldn't see anything clearly.

Madam Ma gritted her teeth, kicked her legs, and walked towards the pavilion.

After a while, Mrs. Ma finally walked in.

At a glance, he saw Ning Yuan standing with his hands behind his back.

"I didn't expect that Young Master Murong, who is famous all over the world, would now deliberately entertain and torture a weak woman like me. If this spreads out, I'm afraid it will damage the Young Master's reputation."

After Mrs. Ma stood still, she snorted and said.

Her voice was crisp and clear, word by word passed into her ears, and it was very beautiful.

"Torture?"

Ning Yuan turned around and looked at the woman opposite with a half-smile.

Wearing plain white filial piety clothes and a frosty face, it contains an awe-inspiring and inviolable look.

There are wrinkles between the eyebrows and the corners of the eyes. He is about thirty-five or six years old. There is no makeup on his face, and his complexion is fair and tender. He seems to be no worse than A'Zhu.

"Mrs. Ma, must you have misunderstood? Where does the word torture come from?"

Ning Yuan asked with a smile.

When Mrs. Ma saw that the other party did not explain directly, but instead spoke with ridicule, she had an idea in her heart.

He, Murong Fu, is also a man. Although there are many beauties around him, my advantage is not comparable to that of those fledgling girls.

With this thought in her mind, Mrs. Ma immediately changed her expression.

The faint yellow light emitted by the lamp shone on her face, with a half-smiling expression and a hint of resentment at the corner of her mouth, "Young master asked me, a weak woman, to cross the river by boat in the middle of the night after a long journey. Isn't this for entertainment? "

"I have suffered a lot since childhood and my body is delicate. Now I have to suffer from the cold wind and night. Isn't this torture?"

Madam Ma's voice was filled with sadness, her eyes were as bright as gems, sparkling in the dark night, and she whispered softly: "What do you think, Master?"

"Hahaha!"

Ning Yuan chuckled lightly, "I asked Madam to come here just because I don't want her name to be smeared, but I don't want to cause Madam such trouble."

Hearing this, Mrs. Ma's eyes lit up, "So, the young master cares about me, a widow?"

Madam Ma felt anxious for a moment, her eyes wandering around Ning Yuan's body.

I thought to myself: Murong Fu's strength is not inferior to Qiao Feng's, and he is handsome and handsome. If I can get him, it will make up for my regret.

Ning Yuan smiled and said nothing, then slowly sat down cross-legged in front of the small table, "Isn't Mrs. Ma curious about who killed Ma Dayuan?"

Hearing this, the smile on Mrs. Ma's face faded slightly, showing a look of sadness. Then she knelt down beside Ning Yuan and said quietly: "The death of Dayuan has always been a pain in my body and mind. "Of course I want to know, how did the young master know about this matter?"

Mrs. Ma raised her head slightly as she spoke, looking at Ning Yuan from the corner of her eyes, trying to see something on Ning Yuan's face.

"How did Ma Dayuan die? Madam shouldn't ask me."

Ning Yuan said calmly.

"oh?"

Mrs. Ma was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "Young Master said that he wanted to tell me who the murderer was, but now he says this, is he playing tricks on me?"

"I think Mrs. Ma knows the truth about this matter better than me, an outsider!"

Ning Yuan stretched out a finger and pointed at Madam Ma, with a playful expression on his face.

The smile on Mrs. Ma's face suddenly froze, she couldn't help but lean back, smiled guiltily, and cheered up, "Young Master is joking, how could I know? If I knew, I wouldn't have to work so hard to track down the murderer."

Although she said this, Mrs. Ma's expression and even her tone were really unbelievable.

There is no confidence at all.

"Mrs. Ma, do you really want me to tell you the truth?"

Ning Yuan sighed softly, stretched out his hand to hold Madam Ma's chin, and raised it slightly, "I really don't want to lose face, Madam!"

Ning Yuan spoke with emotion as his fingers traced Mrs. Ma's pale cheeks and plump lips.

At this moment, Mrs. Ma also understood that there was no point in continuing to cover up. The other party really knew everything.

However, when she felt Ning Yuan's slightly appreciative gaze and the movements of her hands, Madam Ma's silent heart suddenly became hot.

There is quite a sense of survival from a desperate situation.

She immediately showed a sad look, knelt down and took two steps forward, leaned on Ning Yuan's shoulder and cried: "Mr. Murong, I am also forced to do nothing. If I am not willing to do it, he will kill me, concubine. How can a weak woman be the opponent of such a vicious person?"

"I know that I have committed a scandal. If it is announced, I am afraid that my life will be in danger. Even if I know that I am forced, I am afraid that I will be buried with Dayuan in a pig cage, so I have to compromise and cover up for him."

"Now that I have to meet Young Master Murong, I hope that Young Master can make the decision for me!"

Mrs. Ma leaned on Ning Yuan's shoulder, her whole body seemed to have no bones, she was weak and weak, sobbing softly, her eyes were blurry with tears, and she looked like she was pitiful.

The corset on her chest slid down, revealing deep grooves and tender whiteness.

The plain clothes on her body were slightly messy, making her appear more delicate and helpless.

"Okay, then tell me in detail, and I will definitely help you get justice."

Ning Yuan calmly held Mrs. Ma's catkin, patted it heavily, and said seriously.

"It's Bai Shijing and Quan Guanqing!"

At this time, Mrs. Ma did not hesitate to abandon Bai Shijing and Quan Guanqing, placing all the responsibilities on them.

Madam Ma was very smart. Now that she had Murong Fu as her big backer, she naturally had to make a decisive break with Bai Shijing and Quan Guanqing.

In particular, Murong Fu is heroic and majestic, and his strength is not inferior to Qiao Feng. He is also a great hero.

If she can't win the favor of Qiao Feng, then it's worthwhile to win the favor of a dashing young man like Murong Fu.

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