Chapter 351

351 Mingyue building (V)

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.

"Dead girl, what are you doing?" the father came panting and stared at her. The fierce light in the 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.

"What's your name?" he suddenly asked softly. His voice was low and deep, but it was so beautiful. Murong Yao blurted out without hesitation: "my name is a Yao."

The first time I met, I told the girl's maiden name to a strange man, which really seemed frivolous, but Murong Yao still didn't turn back.

He smiled and said, "would you like to go back with me?"

For a moment, Murong Yao almost jumped up with joy. The god Buddha in the sky really didn't negative her. He was going to take her back!

With her mother's frightening eyes and her father's shocked look, Murong Yao said with a happy little yellow finch: "I do!" in her voice, there was an irrecoverable surprise. The young man smiled gently, and a faint red appeared on his pale cheek. A joy came from Murong Yao's heart. She knew that the son of God would like her!

Murong Yao, who fell into ecstasy at that time, didn't notice the strange look when the son of God looked at her. But the girl in spring is immersed in joy. Where will she think deeply. Now looking back, the eyes of junhou seemed to be very affectionate and disgusting. It was clear that he saw another person's shadow from her.

In his side for three years, junhou gave her a pet she didn't dare think of before. Because she became the most beloved concubine around junhou, her mother's status at home also rose, and even the aunt dared not bully her mother again. His father changed his dislike and flattered this humble common woman in every way. The three years around junhou were the most comfortable and happy days she had ever lived.

Perhaps it is because of these that Murong Yao is more and more proud of his pet. She was used to the special favor of Jun and Hou, and gradually realized her original mood. There was only one husband, but there were as many concubines as crucian carp across the river. Murong Yao tried her best to suppress the Yings around Jun Hou. She also knew that she could not be favored forever, and she would be old and out of favor, but she always wanted to continue the days in front of her for a longer time, a longer time.

But she never thought that she would meet the day of falling out of favor in this way. Jun Hou looked at the princess Anle's eyes, which seemed to be very affectionate and disgusting, so that Murong Yao finally understood who the son of God saw in himself.

She hated, she hated the woman who ruined her dream. The three years of love was just because she gave birth to a double pole like the woman's eyes. She was just a substitute for others. Murong Yao wanted to rush in and kill the woman. She finally chose to reveal the woman's identity to the old lady and wanted to get rid of the woman by the old lady's hand.

But she never thought that junhou was willing to take the poison for the woman herself and forced the old lady to take out the antidote. At that moment, Murong Yao only felt that the world was falling apart. She only had one idea. Even if she was a double, could she still stay with Jun Hou?

Murong Yao angrily took a few steps outside and quietly looked back at he Zhen. He saw a thoughtful look on his handsome face, but he didn't look at himself at all. He just felt more sour and uncomfortable. He rushed to him like a poor little beast and sobbed, "Jun hou... Please don't drive my concubine away..."

His eyes finally looked at her. In the past, when she was coquettish and tricky, he always promised her requirements with a smile, but now junhou just looked at her indifferently and said faintly, "ah Yao, I'm tired."

Tears fell from Murong Yao's face like broken pearls. She seemed to have lost her soul like a doll. She stood up and walked out, but heard a cold voice behind her: "don't see her again."

Murong Yao trembled and looked at the man's expressionless face with tears. Jun Hou knew that he knew what he had done!

Does this mean that he forgives himself? Or is he not going to keep himself around at all? For a time, Murong Yao left haoranju reluctantly with a heavy step.

The Chamberlain trembled and came in to serve him. He changed his clothes. It was probably because the residual poison was not cleared. He burned all day. He had a tight headache and blisters on his lips. He Zhen calmly asked the Chamberlain to change his clothes and said, "let eunuch Zhao come."

Eunuch Zhao came quickly. He Zhen had just changed his clothes. Eunuch Zhao arrived and was invited in by the waiter.

"How's she?" he Zhen's voice was a little hoarse, and he was not angry enough. However, he was still not angry. Eunuch Zhao's face changed slightly and hurriedly reported the situation of Princess Anle one by one. He had already seen that junhou was unusual to that girl, but he never thought that she was the princess Anle of the dynasty.

"That... Is just gastroenteritis. The doctor prescribed the medicine and there's nothing wrong. Now he's asleep." eunuch Zhao replied cautiously.

He Zhen looked calm and listened. After half a ring, he slowly opened his mouth: "did she say anything?"

Eunuch Zhao was stunned. He immediately reported what he saw today. Except that Lord Xie once spied with the princess, Princess Anle didn't say anything at all at other times, and didn't mention the prince.

He Zhen still hung his eyes expressionless and quietly listened to eunuch Zhao's words. In the end, he didn't say a word, but his eyes were secretive and cold.

Eunuch Zhao always knew that the master's temperament was the most uncertain. He dared not say anything more. He only served the master, drank the medicine, served him to lie down, and slowly put down the golden hook on the brocade tent.

He Zhen was lying in bed with his eyes closed. There was no movement. The waiters thought he had fallen asleep and quietly prepared to quit.

He Zhen's eyes looked straight at the embroidery on the brocade tent, and a cruel color slowly poured into his eyes.

His fingers were originally flat on the side of the bed, but he bent into a fist and suddenly smashed into the bed under him.

With the sound of "Dong", eunuch Zhao was so scared that his legs and feet were soft that he almost collapsed to the ground. However, he saw that Jun Hou suddenly opened the brocade tent, didn't even wear outer clothes, and walked outside with heavy eyes.

Eunuch Zhao was so stupid that he didn't dare to speak at all. But as soon as the fever subsided, how could he walk in the cold wind without wearing clothes? The master went to the hospital again before he recovered from his illness. If the illness is serious, aren't they slaves?

He Zhen hurried through the corridor. There seemed to be a fire burning in his heart. He rushed out recklessly. He thought of questioning her in front of the man, and even wanted to cut her heart open with a sword to see what her heart was made of.

Eunuch Zhao took his clothes and trotted along behind he Zhen. With a crying voice, he advised: "Jun Hou, it's windy outside. Put on your clothes first."

He Zhen didn't even look at him and whispered, "get out!" There was a faint hoarseness in his voice, like a beast in a trap. Eunuch Zhao didn't dare to follow him any more. He saw he Zhen go straight to qingyaju with trembling eyes.

After walking in the cold wind for a while, he Zhen's headache became more and more severe, but the scenes in his mind became more and more clear. He worked hard for two nights to detoxify her blood bird, but she ruthlessly deceived him. He fought his life to protect her in exchange for her chest sword.

Even though he lay there with the remaining poison, she could sleep safely and didn't care at all.

He Zhen's anger almost broke through his chest and dragged his sick body all the way. Without any hesitation, he kicked the door open.

A sapphire ceramic lamp was burning in the room, emitting a soft light. Huo Wanhua always has the habit of sleeping with a lamp. At this time, she is staring at the shaman overhead. When she hears the movement at the door, she subconsciously sits up.

A shadow suddenly lifted him away and went directly to the bed. Huo Wanhua straightened up in horror and cried out subconsciously.

A Jing heard her scream and rushed into the room to see the black shadow on the bed. In a panic, she picked up the tea set on the ebony table and threw it at the black shadow.

As soon as the shadow's arm blocked, the tea set fell to pieces on the ground. Ah Jing couldn't care any more. She rushed up and tore the shadow: "the thief has great courage and dares to commit mischief in Houhou Wu's house!"

The man's cold eyes flickered slightly on her face. A bony hand grabbed ah Jing's throat and vomited slightly. Ah Jing's breathing was blocked and her eyes were white.

Under the candlelight, she finally saw the dark shadow's face. The handsome and unmarried face was expressionless at the moment. His eyes were full of cold. Looking at ah Jing's eyes was like looking at a dead man.

He Zhen's fingers tightened slightly. The bitch who was in the way had completely fainted, and he saw more and less anger.

"No... please don't kill her..."