Chapter 723： The Truth About Catch the Turtle Rong Qing in the Urn (9)

Chapter 723 The truth about the turtle Rongqing caught in the urn (9)

Huangfushan lay on the bedside and said, "Yuan Shu, who is Keqing? You keep calling me by this name, is it your daughter?"

It's not Keqing, it's Keqing. That familiar handsome face appeared in Ma Yuan's mind. Even though it had been ten years and had changed a lot, that look was still his guest!

"Princess." He said weakly, "Rong Qing...Who are Rong Qing's parents?"

Huangfushan thought for a while, and said: "He has no parents, he is an orphan just like the commander in chief."

Ma Yuan's chest began to heave violently, and he tried his best to restrain himself, so as not to let Huang Fushan see his strangeness: "I heard that he is a tea merchant."

"That's right! I started my own business a long time ago. I started from scratch. It's amazing!" Speaking of Rong Qing, Huang Fushan's eyes flashed an uncontrollable pride and smile, but soon she said with a downcast face, "But That guy, he's super hateful! I picked a few bodhi seeds from him last time, and he beat me up!"

As she spoke, she touched her butt. After so many years, it still hurts when she recalled it.

"By the way, why did he arrest you? Is it because he doesn't like this princess, so he wants to teach her a lesson?"

"Did he...didn't tell the princess?" Ma Yuan asked back, he was looking forward to what his son told Huang Fushan.

Huangfushan pouted and said, "He didn't say anything."

Ma Yuan smiled slightly when he heard this.

Bodhi Palace

Rong Qing had just finished taking a bath, the boy carried him to the bed, and wiped his wet black hair with a handkerchief: "Rong Qing, do you think that guy is awake? Do you want to arrest him and ask him?"

Rong Qing opened a page of the book, his clothes were half open, his lustrous skin was looming, and under the reflection of the candlelight, he exuded a faint temptation: "No need."

"No need? Don't you want to know who you are?" The young man changed into a dry cotton cloth and continued to wipe the water droplets on Rong Qing's hair. His eyes did not dare to look at Rong Qing. He was obviously a man. But she is more attractive than a woman, really!

Rong Qing touched the corner of his lips lightly: "It doesn't matter who I am? After all these years, no one has looked for me. I may not have any relatives."

"Where's Ma Ningyue?" the boy said.

"It's just a name." Rong Qing turned another page of the book.

The young man cleared his throat: "Well... last time... I didn't go to retreat, but went to Xiliang. I found five people named Ma Ningyue." There is no one with the surname Ma in Nanjiang, so he went to Xiliang. "That Ma Ningyue in Beijing seems to have a good family background, and opened a pharmacy."

It's just that people are bad and bad, and they have the same virtues as you. The young man added something in his heart, and said: "Do you think Ma Ningyue in the capital is who you are? Sister or... wife? Ah ha, daughter-in-law, you just It's okay, she's already married!"

When he said this, the young man was full of embarrassment.

Rong Qing sighed: "Go back, I'm asleep."

The young man threw himself on the bed recklessly, hugged his waist and said, "I won't return, I want to sleep with you!"

"Don't make trouble."

"Just make trouble!"

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the door, followed by Su Yi's gentle report: "My lord, Su Huo is asking to see you."

In the dark night, a shadow quietly slipped out of the room.

His right wrist was broken and was wrapped with splints and bandages, which was very inconvenient to use. In addition, the effect of Rong Qing's medicine had not completely dissipated, and his martial arts could not be used, so he had to wait until the palace people changed shifts. Slipped out of the East Palace.

After that, he went straight to Bodhi Palace.

Before he didn't dare to break in, because he thought he couldn't get in, but now, he knows that his son lives there, so he will go there even if it is a sea of ​​swords and flames!

The outer wall of the Bodhi Palace is extremely high. If Qinggong is still there, I can make an appointment. Unfortunately, now—

Climbing with bare hands is also impossible, and the right wrist is broken.

Ma Yuan was anxious like an ant on a hot pot. After walking around the Bodhi Palace, he finally found a dog hole in the southeast corner.

The majestic seven-foot man, General Fubo of Xiliang, drill, dog, hole?

Is self-respect important or recognition of the son important?

Ma Yuan gritted his teeth and crawled in on his knees.

Su Yi came to the main entrance, and bowed to the black-robed old man: "Lord Suhuo, you are kind."

The old man in black robe walked into the Bodhi Palace expressionlessly.

(end of this chapter)