C47

As soon as South Wind House was mentioned, Qu Ling immediately shut his mouth, and instantly didn't say anything else.

This man really did know about the South Wind House.

So what if she knew? She would rather die than admit it.

She did not believe that he would really plagiarize the South Wind House that Murong Yan was with.

Xiao Jingyue had never planned to discuss the matter of South Wind House with her here, so he changed the topic. "What are you looking for the Sky Frost Grass for?"

Qu Ling turned his head and looked away, and said softly: "It's nothing, I just wanted to treat him for a month of time."

Xiao Jingyue, "..."

More and more people were taking their seats. There were people from the martial arts world, ordinary merchants, and even court officials in plain clothes. It could be seen that the Murong Villa had a wide range of connections.

The two of them sat in a relatively remote area, with Xiao Yi and Xiao Er guarding them from the side. They blocked the path of anyone who wanted to speak with Xiao Jingyue, so it was rather quiet.

Qu Ling propped up his cheeks, and would occasionally look at people who were dressed weirdly or had good looks, and would ask who Xiao Jingyue was, and he seemed to be able to answer all of her questions.

This made Qu Ling even more surprised, "You know all these people?"

Xiao Jingyue swept his eyes across the people in the seats and said: "Not everyone."

Qu Ling was about to ridicule him, when she suddenly heard a sharp scream.

Immediately after, a green figure staggered through the crowd and entered.

Judging from the clothes, she should be a servant girl from the Manor.

The servant's face was deathly white, her face full of fear as she threw herself in front of Murong Qing, "Big … Young Master, something bad happened. "He's dead!"

The crowd burst into an uproar.

For the vast majority of the people present, dying was a common occurrence.

However, today was the birthday of the old master of the Murong Villa. The person who died was not a normal person in bad times.

This was simply bad luck.

Qu Ling secretly looked at the extremely ugly face of the Old Villa Master and sighed.

No matter what kind of family it was, their masters would not be happy to have such an unlucky event raised by their servants in front of everyone.

That maid wouldn't be able to live for long.

As he was lost in his thoughts, his lips suddenly touched something.

Qu Ling turned his eyes to look, and seeing that it was a pastry, he subconsciously opened his mouth and took a bite.

"This pastry …" Qu Ling inadvertently took a glance and his words immediately stopped.

The man next to her pinched the pastry she had taken a bite of and fed it to her.

He chewed carefully for a moment and swallowed.

The man licked his lower lip with the tip of his tongue as if he didn't want to finish what he wanted to say. He turned his gaze towards her and smirked, "This pastry tastes pretty good."

Qu Ling, "..."

Acting coquettishly, acting shamelessly, shamelessly and shamelessly!

On the other side, Murong Qing carried the servant who was so scared that she almost fainted, and left.

As someone who had lived to this age and was used to all sorts of scenes, Villa Owner Murong knew how to respond to this situation. He immediately smiled and apologized to the guests.

Most of the people present were martial arts boorish men who didn't care about small matters, but they knew where to stand in front of the ceremony. Anyone with brains knew that they couldn't embarrass their host at this crucial moment, so they both jokingly took the matter to heart.

Seeing that, Qu Ling did not look over there anymore, and subconsciously looked for Murong Yan.

He saw that the man in the azure bamboo gown still had a jade-like warmth on his face. He and a middle-aged woman were currently helping the eighty-year-old Master of the Murong Manor into the seat of honor.

Everything seemed to have never happened before.

Qu Ling squinted his eyes, and started to size up the middle-aged lady.

The middle-aged woman's face looked sixty to seventy percent similar to Murong Yan's, so she should be Murong Yan's mother, the current Murong Villa Master's wife.

He had heard that Madam Mu Rong was once the number one beauty in the martial arts world.

With such beauty, it was no wonder that the children they gave birth to were all so beautiful.

There was no need to talk about Murong Qing and Murong Qing, the two of them were both famous handsome young masters in the martial arts world. Even the Murong Shan that she disliked the most was a beauty.

As expected, parents' genes were very important.

If she and Xiao Jingyue … Pui!

She had nothing to do with him, they were going to leave each other!

"What are you thinking about?"

The man's low voice rang out beside her ears. A warm, wet breath landed on the tip of her ears, and an itchy and numb feeling spread out from her ears, covering her entire body in an instant.

Her whole body shivered and she immediately retreated while covering her hot ears. With a red face, she stuttered, "I didn't think of anything …" Sit down, don't get so close to me. "

Xiao Jingyue's gaze swept across her hands that were covering her ears, and his gaze flickered.

Qu Ling didn't look at him. Instead, she thought angrily, with her back facing him, she really doesn't want anything to do with this pervert.

What if they gave birth to a little colourful embryo … Pui! I can't let my thoughts run wild anymore!

The birthday feast did not end because of the incident just now. The guests all pretended that they had not heard anything as they smiled and said what their masters liked to hear.

All the way until the end of the birthday banquet, Murong Qing did not come back.

The guests did not know if they had noticed, but they did not mention anything about the young master who had just left.

After the feast, when the masters had left, those people who had been surrounding the master to pick up words to please him seemed like they had not finished patting his ass, and immediately rushed towards Xiao Jingyue.

This person called him General Xiao, that person called him Brother Xiao, how could he possibly get close with him? There were men, women, old, young, and all of them had the same fawning smile on their faces.

In Qu Ling's eyes, these people looked like concubines that had come to invite their pet.

Qu Ling rolled his eyes twice, and took the chance when Xiao Jingyue wasn't paying attention to rush out of the crowd.

"Husband …"

Xiao Yi, who had been keeping an eye on her, didn't even have the time to shout out the second word when he saw the woman stick her tongue out at him. She turned around and ran away like a wisp of smoke.

Xiao Yi: "…"

After the feast, there were still fireworks going on. Most of them had yet to return to their own courtyards to rest.

The entire Manor was bustling with noise and excitement, and others could be seen everywhere.

Qu Ling did not return to the courtyard, did not look for the dead nor did he look for Murong Yan.

After escaping from under Xiao Yi's nose, she ran like a headless fly for some distance. Seeing a lake ahead, she found a tree by the lake and climbed up.

That perverted brat had kept her locked up for so many days. It was not easy for her to shake off Xiao Yi and escape. If she didn't do something, he really would have thought that she was easy to bully.

"Murong Qing pulled that bitch out?"

A sharp female voice came from afar. She looked down and saw a maid pushing a woman in a wheelchair under a tree.

The servant girl replied, "We've already salvaged the body and sent it to the water room. The eldest young master ordered someone to watch over it. This servant heard that the Second Manor Lord … "We're heading that way."

Hearing that the Second Manor Lord actually looked at the body of that lowly hoof, the Second Madam's face instantly turned ferocious. Her long nails scratched a few lines on the armrest of the wheelchair.

The maidservant stood behind her with her head lowered. She did not even dare to breathe as she was afraid of offending this temperamental Second Madam.

Second Madam seemed to realize that she had lost her composure, and she quickly released her hands that were tightly holding onto the armrest. She said in a low voice: "After we return, help me send a message to Senior Brother. Have him go to the water room tonight at the fourth fragment of the night."

The maidservant replied, "Yes."

Qu Ling who was lying on the tree trunk silently listened to the pair of master and servant's conversation, and faintly felt that he had somehow stumbled upon something extraordinary.

It sounds like the master and servant and the dead one...

"Who's hiding? Come out!"

A cold voice came from below, scaring Qu Ling to the point that his entire body started to tremble, something had exploded in his mind, and the two words that appeared in front of his eyes: It's over!