Chapter 350

350 bright moon building (4)

Xie Suiyang has always compared himself with Guan Zhong Leyi. With his talent and ability, Xie Suiyang is not inferior to the ancient Ming, and even better than them, because he met the Ming Lord.

He believed that the emperor and Marquis would be a holy emperor, hundreds of times better than Huo Zheng, the little emperor sitting on the throne. Huo Zheng only got the position of the ninth five-year-old by relying on the shadow of his ancestors. In terms of talent and ability, he didn't deserve to mention shoes to Jun Hou.

Huo Zheng's work was mediocre and his character was extremely gentle. He got the country only because he was the eldest son. Huo Yan, the younger brother of his mother's compatriots, was a capable man. Unfortunately, he was born as his second son and was destined to bow down to his eldest brother.

Even if Xie Suiyang arrived early, the king of Wei would never succumb to others. The day when Huo Zheng and Huo Yan were brothers and sisters will soon come. At that time, the Huo family will have incessant civil strife and strong enemies outside. It is doomed that the country will be seized.

But the only thing he missed was Huo Zheng's sister Huo Wanhua, who could upset the hearts of his family.

This woman was a disaster to the country. On the first day he caught Princess Anle, he once told Jun Hou so honestly, but Jun Hou looked at him coldly, and his voice was very cold: "keep her, I have my own plan."

Xie Suiyang couldn't persuade Jun Hou, so he had to bite his teeth and bend down to leave.

When he left, he looked back at the emissary, but saw that Jun Hou stood with his hands down. He looked at the map with deep eyes. His angular side face was as cold as a carving, as if

He finally put that sentence in his heart and didn't ask. Jun Hou, did he really forget about the woman as he said?

But why have you spoiled Mrs. Yao in the past three years? Others can't see that he thanked Suiyang clearly. Mrs. Yao's eyes are still light anger and thin anger when she is angry. They really look like the original Princess Anle.

Since you have forgotten the original evil relationship, why bother to find a double and put it around you day and night? Xie Suiyang sighed slightly, Jun Hou he... Still can't break his love.

When he Zhen woke up, it was already midnight.

He opened his eyes vaguely. A pair of soft, white and tender hands were wringing the cotton handkerchief soaked in ice water and gently putting it on his forehead. He Zhen looked at him with a bright candle, and a pair of star like eyes looked at him like joy or anger. He was suddenly bleary in his heart.

"Jun Hou wakes up." the owner of those small hands made a happy sound. Then someone put a pillow behind his waist, carefully helped him sit up, and then handed a cup of warm ginseng tea to his lips.

He Zhen drank all the ginseng tea with her little hand and reluctantly smiled: "I'm all right. Go to bed, a Yao."

It was a Yao who had been taking care of him here. About the remaining poison was not clear. His head was dizzy and his whole body was very uncomfortable. Because of this, that little loss was covered up.

A pair of soft little hands suddenly hugged him. He Zhen was stunned. Mrs. Yao's soft and slender body had leaned against his arms. He subconsciously pushed her hands away: "what's the matter?"

Mrs. Yao's eyes were slightly red, and she suddenly threw down the cotton handkerchief to wipe his body. She choked with tears in her eyes and said, "Jun Hou, you... Do you still like Yao Er now?"

Dependent relative? He Zhen was originally absent-minded. At this time, he suddenly heard Mrs. Yao's words, but his face was slightly stiff. He didn't know what he thought of. Half a ring, he Zhen showed a soothing smile and patted Mrs. Yao on the back with his left hand: "what are you thinking?"

His tone was vaguely spoiled. Mrs. Yao became more and more daring. Her two lotus like arms were quietly wrapped around he Zhen's neck, and her lips gently came to his ear: "Yao Er thought that Jun hou would not want Yao Er since then..."

He Zhen was silent, and Mrs. Yao looked at her. Her courage was even bigger. She simply put two arms around her waist. She had already painted the perfume from the western region, and it smelled like a blue musk. Mrs. Yao leaned over to kiss he Zhen's lips and tried to unbutton his collar.

He Zhen motionless let Mrs. Yao kiss his lips, but when Mrs. Yao's body came close, he gently pushed him away. Mrs. Yao was stunned and had to lean over. He Zhen said in a deep voice: "go out first, I'm a little tired."

Mrs. Yao stood there stunned, biting the corners of her lips, with tears in her eyes. She suddenly took a few steps outside in anger. Finally, she bit her lip, looked back at he Zhen, frowned and said, "is Jun Hou going to see the princess Anle?"

"The poison was stolen by the people around the old lady. She was not poisoned at all. You suffered so much for her, but she didn't even show her face... Jun Hou, you... Don't go to see her." at last, the tone of voice couldn't help choking. I don't know whether it was for Jun Hou or for myself.

Love this kind of thing, always fall in love first, the person is the loser.

She suddenly remembered the first time she saw him. At that time, she was still the daughter of a low-ranking concubine in Murong mansion. Although she was born into a country and a city, she was only the daughter of a cheap maid after all.

The eldest sister Murong Jing is the only daughter of her father and aunt. The noble daughter of the Murong family came from the eldest daughter. Her father tried his best to invite distinguished guests in order to give her a precious and important gift. The eldest sister's husband must be a dragon and a phoenix among people, and their humble and common women will live the same life as their cheap maidservants in the future. They will either marry into a rich family as a little wife or become the wives of businessmen with low status. They will never be better than a small finger of the eldest sister.

Murong Yao scoffed at this. His aunt and sister bullied their mother and daughter with the identity of main room and direct daughter, but refused to look in the mirror by themselves. Murong Jing's mediocre appearance, which man will see it? Her only advantage is just a little dignified. However, her father and aunt can't see clearly her daughter's shortcomings. She makes up her eldest sister and looks very flirtatious. As a result, she can't turn a tiger into a reverse dog, and even her only unsatisfactory dignity has been lost.

She Murong Yao is different. She is born with a beautiful color. She can only wear jingchai green skirts on weekdays, so she can't hide her natural beauty. Murong Yao has already made up her mind. Since she despises her daughter, she is going to rob her and her father's son-in-law chosen by Murong today and take a good breath for their mother and daughter who have been abused in Murong's family for many years.

She didn't have any good clothes. She could only wear the Yellow satin skirt on her body, carefully combed her hair, and showed a smile that had been practiced for many days in front of the bronze mirror, which was enough to reverse the smile of all living beings. Murong Yao and her maidservant Qing'er quietly walked around behind the rockery in the garden. Aunt had already sent someone to watch out for her secretly. She had to take the path to have a look at the distinguished guest.

The talkative Qing'er followed her and asked her quietly, "two girls, what if the distinguished guest looks ugly, or is too old and similar to our master? If he likes two girls, isn't it..."

Murong Yao stared at her. Naturally, she was nervous. Qing'er's words made her upset. As if to calm her heart, Murong Yao bit her teeth and said, "whether he is a Huajia old man or ugly, as long as Murong Jing likes it, I must grab it!"

She was only talking, but she suddenly slipped under her feet and was in mid air. She saw that she was about to fall off the rockery. Murong Yao closed her eyes in horror. Her body had completely lost its balance and fell in the air. At this height, even if she didn't fall to death, she would probably be disabled.

A pair of powerful arms held her waist. Murong Yao opened her eyes in shock. What caught her eyes was a sharp and angular Qingjun face. She had never seen such a beautiful young man. She was stunned for a moment and hung her head shyly after half a sound.

But she finally had to look. After all, she bit her lip flap and looked straight at him. She just looked at him with her deep and bright eyes. She was blushing with shame, but she still stubbornly raised her eyes and looked at him.

He also looked at her sideways. Murong Yao had always been very confident in her appearance, but she panicked at that moment. Whether the rouge on her face was evenly painted, and the eyebrows were as moving as willow leaves. The young man's eyes were in a trance, and his look was strange, both very affectionate and disgusting.

Isn't... He doesn't like himself?

Murong Yao, who never believed in Buddhism, almost begged the god Buddha all over the sky at that moment and prayed that he liked himself. She doesn't want to care who murongjing's son-in-law is, and doesn't want to retaliate against her. She just wants the young man in front of her to take her away.

"Ah Yao, what are you doing?" his father came panting and stared at her with hatred. The fierce light in aunt's eyes wanted to devour her alive, but Murong Yao didn't care at all. The father apologized to the young man with a smile on his face: "the little girl has no form and disturbed the son of God..."

Shizi? Is he the son of marquis Wu? It turned out that the noble son-in-law that her father and aunt found for Murong Jing was the son of marquis Wu, but the Son Jin Zunyu was too noble to marry Murong Jing as his wife. What aunt is thinking about is just the position of a noble concubine. Relying on her original identity, she always despises the concubines in the house and scolds them as shameless bitches, but now she is in a hurry to send her daughter murongjing as a concubine. It's really funny.

Murong Yao bowed her head and collected her Qi. Sure enough, she saw that there were soldiers and armored attendants everywhere in the house. It was lucky that she was not killed as an assassin by those attendants just now.

Wu Hou Shizi glanced at her faintly. He was dressed in moon white clothes and tied up his black hair with only a jade hairpin. The whole person looked more and more like a jade tree facing the wind, handsome and unmarried, but his face was slightly pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

Murong Yao's heart ached for no reason.