Chapter 891

Is that what he really is?

Liu Qingcheng, standing behind, was puzzled when he saw Murong Shen at this time.

She even felt that the person in front of her was so strange.

Because since she knew murongshen.

He should be weak, timid and cowardly.

In a word, he is a man without merit.

But the man in front of her was so dazzling that she was still fascinated by her style even though she had a deep love for Chen Wang at this time.

She had to praise that she was really a childe of the world.

"Take it down."

King Chen's eyes were more heavy and his face was darker. He stared at Murong Shen coldly for a long time, and then snorted, "I want you to see how you lost in the summer."

Words fell, wide sleeved, turned and strode away.

Liu Qingcheng took a deep look at Murong Shen. He wanted to say something in his eyes. Finally, he pursed his lips and turned to chase King Chen away.

This woman is really interesting. I don't know how long her so-called love and love can last?

Just looking at her, maybe he can use one?

Murong carefully restrained his eyelids and thought about it secretly, but he was soon overthrown by himself.

Because he soon guessed that he would leave Wujiang Liuzhuang.

After leaving, naturally there will be no chance to meet Liu Qingcheng again.

Thinking of this, if he sank hard, he almost fell to the ground and interrupted his thoughts.

As soon as he raised his head, he greeted him with a shout, "what are you looking at? Don't go!"

Murong Shen slightly collected his eyes and looked at him without saying much. Instead, he maintained the action of being escorted by Ruoshan and was taken away from Liuzhuang by him.

When he was caught and taken away by King Chen, Murong Yu and Mo Xiyan had arrived at Liao City.

Before they entered the city, they were stopped by muronghe's men ten miles from the gate of Liao City.

"Excuse me, are there seven princes and seven princesses on the bus?"

The visitor's soft voice was respectful, but his tone didn't seem so polite, as if he took it for granted.

Mo Xi Yan frowned slightly and said in some displeasure, "who is this? Dare to be so rude to you?"

"It should be from Prince lie's house." Murong Yu said frankly without looking.

At the same time, he comforted, "don't be angry with such people. Just send them away."

"That's what I said." Mo Xi Yan nodded lightly when he heard the speech. Just when he wanted to say something, people outside opened their mouth again.

"Seventh Lord, my son wants to invite you to Yancheng."

Yancheng is now in muronghe's hands.

They all know that.

However, it was king lie who sent a letter to let them come quickly.

At this time, their former convenience was Liaocheng. There was no reason why they didn't enter Liaocheng and went to Yancheng?

"Go back to your aristocratic son. When the king has been to Liaocheng, he will go to his Yancheng when he is free."

Murong Yu replied faintly.

"I'm afraid not." the man was a little unhappy and said frankly, "my son said that if the prince doesn't go to Yancheng, King lie and Princess lie may lose their lives."

Mo Xi Yan was surprised and looked at Murong Yu fiercely.

Murong Yu raised his hand and gently stroked her back. He comforted her and said in a cold voice, "what does this mean?"

I did know that Murong he was not pure in mind.

However, he never thought that he would do it to his parents.

"It means literally. The prince said that the prince is so smart that he can guess." the man was still tough.

Seems to be really confident.

"I'm the first to know that Prince Lieh's son is such an arrogant man."

Mo Xiyan couldn't help but lift the curtain and stand out directly.

She looked down at the visitor. It happened that he was still someone she knew.

After seeing her coming out, the other party didn't panic at all, but looked at her with momentum.

"I also know for the first time that there is a place for you to talk about the seventh Lord."

Facing Mo Xiyan, his attitude is more arrogant.

It seems to be true. I don't pay attention to her at all.

But it is true.

He is such a person who doesn't pay attention to her.

Because this man is the tide of Mo Xi who has not heard from him for a long time.

A person who even Mo Xi Yan has only seen a few times.

Also the brother of Mo Jingyuan, who died, was born to Shen Hongqin, the prime minister's wife.

In the past, Mo Xichao really belonged to the second generation of officials. He should also be a popular candidate for future husband and son-in-law in Beijing.

Unfortunately, the prime minister has fallen, the prime minister's house exists in name only, and his mother Shen Hongqin has long died.

He is so lonely that he is nothing.

She also said where such a big man would hide.

It turned out that he had hidden it here, the son of King lie.

No wonder she never saw him again.

After all, she hasn't been to Yancheng, has she?

Thinking of this, don't cherish Yan Qingleng's smile and say with light mockery, "this is what you can manage?"

Then she said to the carriage, "people say you are managed by me. You don't look like a man. Don't you say a word yourself?"

Mo Xichao was surprised. He didn't think that Mo Xiyan was so bold in front of the seventh Lord.

You know, although she always knew that she loved the pet of the seventh Lord.

But I heard it was one thing.

Seeing it with your own eyes is another matter.

In particular, he never really got along with Mo Xiyan. His understanding of her only came from Shen Hongqin's oral statement.

Of course, he also knows that word of mouth will certainly have some moisture.

However, according to Shen Hongqin, even if there is water, he also feels that Mo Xiyan is a wicked girl.

So after hearing that Murong Yu doted on him.

Guess, the so-called God of war seven is also a fool.

Not only that, but also a man of color and intelligence.

Otherwise, how can you ignore the great Xia River and mountain because of a Mo Xi Yan?

Thinking of this, he seemed to understand why Mo Xi Yan was so brave in front of Murong Yu.

"Let him talk. I don't care."

He said slightly, "as for the king's affairs, you naturally have the right to ask about everything. Even the king himself can be sent by you."

Murong Yu's indifferent voice came from the carriage.

Although the voice was not loud, Mo Xichao's chest suddenly stagnated. He only felt that his chest was stuffy and extremely heavy.

His heart is fierce.

Is Murong Yu so powerful?

He thought he was just a martial artist and had only trained his skills on the battlefield.

Like him, he can't compare with those who follow the sect.

But at the moment, it was undoubtedly a big blow to his face, making him ashamed to be right.

"Oh, don't cherish the tide. You heard that. My Lord said, I'll handle his business."

Mo Xiyan jumped gently, jumped out of the carriage, raised his head, looked at Mo Xichao with a trace of irony in his eyes, "so what else do you want to say? Just say it. As for going to Yancheng, there's no need to say. We won't go."