"What's the matter with the third brother?"

Murong Yu looked at Ouyang Zhan, who was breathing weakly on the couch, and asked Department Hongge, "you haven't treated him before. How can you do this?"

"When did I cure my third brother?" the hand of department Hongge, who wrote the prescription, raised his eyes and looked at Murong Yu.

"He said it himself... So he was lying to me?" Murong was stunned and immediately reacted.

"It seems that he should have known about Xiao Liu long ago." department Hongge lowered his head and continued to write the prescription. After writing, he blew it dry and handed it to Yaotong Yuxin. Then he got up and stepped out of the room.

Murong Yu followed him and sat down in the pavilion next to the courtyard.

"I guess the third brother saw Xiao Liu in Wucheng and found out by himself."

Tie Hongge picked up the teapot that had been placed here for a long time, made tea, and said slowly like a clear spring.

Murong Yu was not in the mood to appreciate his crisp voice like a clear spring falling into the water. He only frowned and asked, "when did it happen?"

He doesn't know?

"You should have been in Liangcheng at that time. Besides, the third brother disguised well at that time, and I didn't see it." department Hongge was guarding the capital with Ouyang Zhan at that time, so that Murong Yu had no worries about staying in Liangcheng.

Wucheng is not far from the capital. It is said to be a city, but it is actually just a small village.

Only because the porcelain fired there was good, it gradually grew and became a famous porcelain trading center in the summer.

They would go at that time, but also because they wanted to stare at the prince, oh, the current Ping Wang, so they followed.

Thinking of this, tie Hongge sighed, "at that time, no one thought that Xiao Liu would have something to do with Prince Ping."

Murong Yu was silent, clenched his teeth, and the bottom of his eyes gradually sank, "King Ping, King Ping again!"

Bang, the palm of his hand made an effort, the teacup broke, and blood slid down his palm into his sleeve.

It seems that there is a huge net behind Murong Yu, which makes his already pressing power more powerful.

He just sat there and let tie Hongge's chest stagnate. He just felt the overwhelming pressure coming towards him.

He quickly swallowed a pill and then used his whole body to stabilize himself.

When did little five become so powerful? He didn't know?

"What about his injury?" just at this time, Murong Yu's cold voice sounded again, shaking Hong GE's eardrum.

Tie Hongge was stable for a long time, which made him hold his unstable breath and replied, "his injury is all right for the time being. I can help him press it, but if you want to eradicate it, you still need a red lotus."

Speaking of this, he didn't wait for Murong Yu to speak, so he said, "so I'm going to go to Shuiqing valley. I heard that red lotus appeared there."

Shuiqing Valley is located in the state of Chu, not in Daxia.

If at ordinary times, Department Hongge explained a little, he would go.

But now the situation is uncertain. If he leaves, Murong Yu may have less help.

That's why he asked Murong Yu.

"You go, there's nothing here." Murong Yu said without hesitation.

"What about you?" department Hongge couldn't help asking.

At this time, everyone else was outside, and there was no one in Beijing. He was still worried.

"Nothing, I have other help here." Murong Yu said indistinguishably.

Seeing him say so, tie Hongge nodded, "then I'll go tomorrow. As for the third brother, I'll send him to a safe place first. You don't have to worry anymore."

Such an arrangement is the best, and Murong Yuzi will not object.

"Master, on the ninth day of the ninth day, there was news that Miss Mo was brought back to Yanlou by King Ping." a dark shadow appeared out of thin air and knelt in front of Murong Yu in a straight tone.

Back to Yanlou!

Murong Yu's heart was stifled, his eyes were black, his feet staggered, and fell into the chair behind him.

He slowed down for a long time and clenched his right hand into a fist. Then he said word by word, "very good, very good."

Department Hongge thought Murong Yu was worried. In fact, the second day of junior high school knew that Murong Yu was not only worried, but also angry.

Huiyan building was originally the place of Murong Yu. Its owner Xiao Cheng was originally from Tianji Pavilion and was selected by him to be responsible for the first floor.

It was only a few years ago, and Xiao Cheng's identity was kept secret. Therefore, no one in Tianji Pavilion knows the relationship between Huiyan tower and Tianji Pavilion and Murong Yu except him.

However, King Ping could go in with Mo Xiyan without his master's knowledge. How could this make him not angry?

Alas, Mr. Xiao has stabbed the hornet's nest. On the second day of junior high school, Xiao Cheng, the landlord who returned to Yanlou, held tears of sympathy in his heart.

"Xiao Wu, you don't have to worry too much. It's not Pingwang who decides to go back to Yanlou."

"Besides, Miss Mo's life will not be in danger for the time being. Instead of getting angry here, if you don't go and have a look, you may be able to bring her out in advance."

Naturally, he also knows to go back to Yanlou.

After all, it is the mysterious mechanism building in summer. Of course, he will know this building because it is still a large auction house.

There are a variety of things there. The transaction process is transparent and the owner of building Xiao handles it fairly. Only then did countless people go back to Yanlou to do business.

Murong Yu naturally knew the meaning of Hongge.

Of course, he also knows that Mo Xiyan was brought back to Yanlou by King Ping. He certainly didn't try the mechanism, but brought her into the auction store.

However, according to Murong Quan's temperament, it is not with Mo Xiyan to watch.

Murong Yu thought of this and couldn't sit still. He stayed with Hongge to take care of Ouyang Zhan here. He hurried away with the second day of junior high school.

Huiyan building

Don't cherish that Yan is lying powerlessly on the beauty couch paved with silk.

Her long black and shiny hair was combed into a high flying bun, and a red lotus shaped mother of Pearl was painted on her forehead. The dark lines of gold were painted around the mother of pearl, which was even more charming.

She was replaced with a water smoke color pinched silk embroidered water lotus breast length Ru skirt. The material of the dress is very transparent, and the exquisite and enchanting curves under the material are faintly visible, which makes people's blood more open than direct exposure.

In addition, its jade like and snow like skin is as beautiful as spring, and its beautiful face is just like the falling dust of Chang'e in the heavenly palace, and the nine day Xuannv stirs the rosy color, which makes people unable to move away from their sight at a glance.

Ping Wang stared at Mo Xi Yan with such a special color in front of him. He regretted that he handed him back to Yanlou for auction.

But the agreement has been signed and he can't regret it.

"Why is Ping Wang distressed?" Mufeng, the head of the back Yan building, gently shook his fan and said sarcastically, "in fact, it's not impossible. As long as the Lord pays 2000 liang of gold, this woman can take it back."