Reborn as the crippled king's favorite

Chapter 17: Will you stop before you make us angry to death?

As soon as Murong Jiu said these words, Murong Hou was so angry that his head was smoking, and he wanted to reach out to hit her, but when he moved, a silver needle pricked his palm so painful that his teeth almost shattered.

"Unfilial daughter! Unfilial daughter!"

The old lady was so angry that she gasped several times and looked like she was about to faint.

"grandmother!"

Murong Man quickly went up to support her and shouted to her grandmother.

Murong Hou immediately asked his servants if the imperial doctor had been invited.

Wang's eyes were red and she said to Murong Jiu in pain:

"Are you going to make your grandmother and me angry to death before you give up? I almost had a massive hemorrhage when I gave birth to you. The fortune teller said that you have a bad destiny and cannot be too close to your parents. You can only survive by raising yourself on Zhuangzi, so we can only endure the pain. Send you away, how could you say such heartless words!"

Wang cried heartbrokenly.

If he hadn't heard Murong Man tell the truth in his previous life, perhaps Murong Jiu would have been deceived by Wang at this time.

With a sneer on her face, she exposed it directly:
"Mother, don't lie to others and don't lie to yourself. I have already gone to the fortune teller and he said that he took some silver and made nonsense. If anyone here doesn't believe it, I can bring that person over and we can confront him. .”

"no……"

Seeing the expressions of Marquis Murong and Mrs. Wang change, she continued without giving them a chance to interrupt:

"Besides, I went to Yongfu Temple to find the master. He said that I am destined to be rich and noble. Mother, why don't you tell me now why you threw me into Zhuangzi? Could it be that, as those servants said, I am not Is it your biological child?"

"Which servants said that! They are making up nonsense!" Murong Hou shouted angrily.

The old lady stopped feeling dizzy and sat up straight nervously.

Murong Man frowned and thought, is the ninth sister really not her parents' biological child?
Wang's face turned pale: "How could you not be my biological child? Why are you talking nonsense in front of you?"

"Really? That's weird. Why did you bribe the fortune teller to give me this fortune? I really can't figure it out."

Wang hesitated and couldn't find an excuse for a while.

Murong Hou was about to say that there was no such thing, and then he found an opportunity to silence the fortune teller.

Murong Jiu said himself: "Is it because of my face? You think I have a birthmark on my face and it embarrasses you, so you don't want to raise me in the Marquis Mansion?"

She deliberately gave them a step down, not letting them think that she already knew the truth, but she also wanted them to have a sense of crisis, so that they would be exposed and lose their composure.

Maybe, one day she would find out that they had found the biological daughter who had swapped lives with her.

"That's all, it's me who brought this humiliation upon myself. Your Majesty, let's go back to the house."

Murong Jiu's face was full of disappointment, and then he looked at Jun Yuyan.

Jun Yuyan didn't feel too sad when he saw the emotion in her eyes, but he was more suspicious in his heart, but he didn't like to pry into other people's privacy, so he just nodded and said hello, and went out with her.

"Ninth sister, wait!"

Because he was too shocked, Murong Man didn't react until they arrived at the door.

She couldn't let Murong Jiu leave just like that, while the second prince was still waiting for her at the back door.

"I believe that parents will not dislike their biological daughter. Don't believe one-sided fortune-telling. There must be a misunderstanding. Look at how sad parents and grandmothers are. Ninth sister, don't leave. Stay and use it together. Lunch, let’s clear up the misunderstanding, okay?”

"That's right, Xiaojiu, someone must be deliberately trying to drive a wedge between us. Don't be fooled."

Mrs. Wang also said that now the eldest daughter makes all the decisions in the Hou Mansion. There must be her reasons why the eldest daughter asked Murong Jiu to stay.

Besides, we couldn't just let Murong Jiu go out and ruin their reputation.

Besides, the money hasn’t been taken out of her hand yet!
After saying that, Mrs. Wang winked at the Marquis to convince him.

Murong Hou's face was gloomy, and he couldn't hold it back. His palms still hurt terribly. It would be better if he didn't kill Murong Jiu.

Murong Man felt that Murong Jiu must have wanted to stay to clarify the misunderstanding. In the past, her mother just gave her jewelry that she didn't like, and she wore it happily for a long time.Maybe she needed a step down at this time, so she stepped forward and said softly:
"Sister Ninth, I know you are in a bad mood right now. Why don't you go to my boudoir first and let's have a heart-to-heart talk?"

Jun Yuyan looked at Murong Jiu and waited for her response. The secret guard said that the prince was now at the back door of the Hou Mansion and he probably wanted to see Murong Jiu.

"What are you talking about? About me helping you marry into Prince Ling's Mansion?"

Murong Jiu choked on her words and made Murong Man's pretty face turn red. The real owner, Prince Ling, was right next to her. She was afraid of getting a bad reputation, so she had to whisper:
"Sister Ninth, something went wrong in the marriage. It's not your fault or mine. Don't let this affect the relationship between our sisters."

"I've only been in the Hou Mansion for half a year. What kind of sisterly relationship do I have with you? It's better for you, eldest sister, not to offend me."

After saying that, Murong Jiu stopped staying and strode towards the door.

Jun Yuyan's eyes deepened slightly and he followed her footsteps.

"Ninth Sister!"

Murong Man was a little annoyed, but she was good at restraining herself and her voice did not show any anger.

Murong Jiutou didn't reply.

After leaving the old lady's yard, she slowed down her steps. She wanted to wait for Jun Yuyan, who had difficulty with her legs and feet, but unexpectedly turned around and bumped her nose into his chest.

Hiss, it hurts.

What is his chest made of, so hard.

In the flash of lightning, she somehow remembered that night more than a month ago, when she met such a strong chest when she expressed her love.

How did she come up with this?I quickly shook the memory out of my mind.

The man that night was definitely not Jun Yuyan. He looked abstinent at first sight, but that night...she was wanted all night long.

"Sorry, are you okay?"

Jun Yuyan's deep voice sounded above her head.

"it's okay no problem."

She rubbed her nose and shook her head, then turned around and saw Murong Man chasing him out. She frowned and told him to leave quickly.

She really didn't want to see Murong Man again, because she was afraid that she couldn't help but slap that hypocritical face.

With a look from Jun Yuyan, the guards guarding outside the courtyard came over and blocked Murong Man's entanglement.

The two of them quickly left the Marquis' Mansion and got on the carriage back to the Prince's Mansion.

"Ninth Sister!"

It was Murong Qian's voice.

Murong Jiu frowned slightly, but still opened the car curtain.

Murong Qian seemed to have run over, her cheeks were slightly red, and a few strands of her hair were soaked with sweat. Her eyes first fell on Jun Yuyan in the carriage, her eyes were shy, and she said to Murong Jiu:
"Sister Ninth, I...can I go to the palace to see you in the future?"

Murong Jiu subconsciously looked at Jun Yuyan. He lowered his head and was reading a book on the art of war. He never glanced at Murong Qian.

"it is good."

After hesitating for a moment, she nodded towards Murong Qian.

In fact, she also wanted to find out whether the person who wanted a man to defile her in her previous life was Murong Qian, and if so, why she would do this.

She believed that she had never felt sorry for Murong Qian.

The carriage started, and Murong Qian's expectant face was still in place, smiling and waving to her, with no trace of his deep intentions.

(End of this chapter)