Chapter 5

"You can make do with it first. The steamed bread is still hot, but it's delicious. After a few days, I'll help you find some meat in the kitchen." Weiyue is a little ashamed and lowers her head. If she is not useless, she can't compete with Zhou's mother, and she won't get sick and have nothing to eat.

Oh! Murong wind inclined in the heart sneer, black and white clear eye bottom across a seeping white light.

Li always puts on airs, because the Empress Dowager is good to herself on the surface, but behind her back, she lets the kitchen and mother Zhou squeeze herself everywhere, so that she can't eat enough and compete with the dog for food.

Looking at Wei Yue's hand full of thick cocoons, she was a 16-year-old girl, but she was beaten.

Thinking about it, Murong Fengqing felt a strange mood in his heart. He wanted to take up the bowl, but found that he had no strength at all, and the bowl fell back to the bed board.

"Miss, you put it. Weiyue will feed you." Micro month see, tears immediately like a broken line of pearls in general, crackling off all the time, how so bitter life, thought King Ning back to have a good life, how to know King Ning is a face beast heart beast, unexpectedly beat into a useless person.

"Well, what are you crying for? It's only temporary. Sooner or later, I'll get better." seeing that Weiyue starts to cry again and again, Murong Fengqing doesn't have the strength to curse people, but it won't comfort people. He can only speak coldly, "I don't like people crying, because it's useless to cry. If you want to stay here, from today on, put away your tears."

"Miss?" Micro month and Leng for a while, just way, "Miss, micro month know, micro month won't cry. You're right. You'll be fine. We'll ask the Empress Dowager then. She will help the young lady. "

Murong Feng doesn't care about Weiyue's words. She always relies on herself and never needs help from others.

After eating a steamed bun slowly, Murong Fengqing regained some strength and saw the bowl of black medicine, "this thing is poured out. It's useless. Don't waste money to beg those people in the future."

Of course, there is no monthly income. What Murong Fengqing has been making a living over the years is just Fang's tiny dowry.

"Well, Weiyue knows." Weiyue picked up something and was about to leave. Suddenly she took out a cloth bag from her sleeve, took it away and took out a black ring. "Miss, Weiyue is useless. The ring left by your wife can't be cleaned."

Murong Fengqing spat a mouthful of blood when he was injured and dyed the ring. Now the whole ring is still covered with dark red blood. It looks like rotten with mildew and rust.

Murong Fengqing took the ring and looked at the whole ring carefully. Although the ring is not worth money, the strange patterns carved on the ring are very delicate. The surrounding Mosha is extremely smooth. It can be seen that the ring has a certain age. At the top of the ring, there is a delicate lotus, but a lotus heart seems to be missing in the middle.

Looking at the ring, Murong Feng tilted his lips. Although it was stained with blood, it was the original owner's mother's thing, so he put it in his index finger.

"You said that it was Murong ruoru's hairpin ceremony for a few days, and it was very busy at that time." Murong wind tilted away the ring and asked.

"Yes, the eldest lady is now the first lady, so it will be very busy on the eighth day of June, because it is said that his royal highness King Ning also came." The more we talk about the back, the lower the voice of micro moon.