Daughter of the Prince of Rebirth

Chapter 628 Yu Wenming's Concubine Hua Liuye under the Black Hand (3)
"Mother, why are you here?" Ouyang Shaoling frowned, she probably didn't hear what he said to Nangong Xueqing.

"It's okay, mother just came back from the concubine, and saw that the lights in your room are still on, so come over and have a look!" The princess of Beijun calmed down, glanced at Ouyang Shaoling and Nangong Xueqing lightly, and said jokingly: "You two Go to bed early, and I will have a grandson to hug!"

"Mother, it's late at night, go back to your room and rest!" Ouyang Shaoling hated to hear this sentence the most, he and Nangong Xueqing didn't like each other, and the house was not consummated, so there would be no children.

"Mother is a sensible person, let's go right away!" Princess Beijun smiled lightly, and when she turned around, her smile subsided in an instant, her eyes were filled with seriousness, she had to find out, what was going on with Shaoling and Xueqing?They have been married for more than half a year, and the house has not yet been consummated. Either Nangong Xueqing disagrees, or Shaoling doesn't like her!
Princess Beijun walked out of the small courtyard, turned a corner, and disappeared. Ouyang Shaoling also got up and left: "I'm going to sleep in the study!" He has no interest in consummating the house with Nangong Xueqing and having a baby.

The Beijun Palace also had fewer people and more houses. The Beijun Wang and Ouyang Shaoling each had study rooms. After leaving the small courtyard, Ouyang Shaoling did not go back to his own study, but went to the Beijun Wang's room.

The light was still on in the study room of King Beijun, and the figure flipping through the book was projected onto the window. Ouyang Shaoling pushed the door and walked in: "Father!"

King Beijun raised his head: "It's Shaoling, it's so late, what can I do for you?"

"Father, who are you taking refuge in?" Ouyang Shaoling's eyes were sharper than ever before.

"Father is Prince Qingsong, and the one who is loyal to the emperor is naturally..." the king of Beijun closed his book and casually explained.

"I don't mean this!" Ouyang Shaoling came to the table, faced the king of Beijun, and said every word: "The prince wins the heir, which one do you support? Let Nangong Xueqing and I go to Chuxuan Palace to delay Shao Ouyang The plan to take the opportunity to kill Murong Yu at such a short time is also the idea of ​​the master you support!" In the last sentence, Ouyang Shaoling's tone became more serious, from an inquiry to a sharp question.

The king of Beijun's face was gloomy and terrifying. He slapped the table and stood up abruptly. The teacup on the table was shaken to the ground and shattered: "Shaoling, I am your father. How can you speak to me in such a tone?"

"Father, don't you understand? He asked Nangong Xueqing and me to delay Ouyang Shaoxian's time. He clearly wanted to clear himself up and put all the responsibility on the North County Prince's Mansion. When we fight with Ouyang Shaoxian, we will lose both." At that time, he will be able to reap the benefits!" Follow him, only to be used as a shield, such a master, don't mind.

The face of Beijun Wang became even more gloomy: "I will ask about this matter clearly. If he uses us again, I will definitely make him look good. It's late at night, you should go back and rest first!" He needs to think carefully about this matter, Don't want to be disturbed.

It was dark all around, and it was deserted for more than ten miles. On the open ground, a pile of fire was burning. ,indifferent.

A gust of wind blew by, and the fire flickered. A young man was standing in front of the fire. If you looked closely, you would find that he was the one who bought the Tenghua jade pendant at the gold shop that day.

"What do you want from me?" The man with his back to the fire suddenly said, his voice was old, as if he was 50 or [-] years old.

"Murong Yu is just a weak woman, vulnerable, it's too easy to kill her, you can send someone else, give me other tasks!" His eyes are very familiar, whenever he gets close to Murong Yu, he has an inexplicable feeling of intimacy, as if they have known each other for a long time, and he can't do anything to her.

"Murong Yu is weak, but Ouyang Shaoxian is strong in martial arts. Except for you, no one here can compete with him. What's more, when we go out to do business, we must keep our promises. He will ask you to kill him by name at a high price. Murong Yu and Ouyang Shaoxian, you have already accepted this business, how can you go back on your word!"

The man frowned: "Find someone to cooperate with me, I will kill Ouyang Shaoxian, and Murong Yu will leave it to him..."

"No way!" The middle-aged man refused without even thinking about it: "When he paid the money, he made a special request, and he only trusts you. You must kill Ouyang Shaoxian and Murong Yu with your own hands!"

Turning around, the middle-aged man scolded angrily: "You used to do things neatly, why did you become such a mother-in-law today?" His face was hidden in the darkness, and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

"I'm just not interested in killing a weak woman!" The man was perfunctory, his tone still cold.

"It's best to be like this!" The middle-aged man's voice was as cold as the twelfth lunar month ice cellar: "Remember your identity clearly, don't have any wrong thoughts about any woman, you take the order to kill Ouyang Shaoxian and Murong Yu, We must try our best to complete it, until Ouyang Shaoxian, Murong Yu, or you fall, the matter will not be over!" The matter has come to this point, either they die, or he dies!

The night recedes, the dawn comes, the sun rises.

Yu Wenming sat on the recliner in the courtyard, basking in the warm sun, drowsy, but whenever he was about to fall asleep, there would always be an inexplicable itching on his body, pulling him back from sleep.

Through the clothes, Yu Wenming was extremely depressed by scratching the itchy places. It hasn't rained recently, and the weather is not too humid. The clothes are clean and the quilt has been sun-dried, so why does he still itch.

"Young master!" Tao'er and Ju'er walked over with smiles, one fed Yu Wenming the fruit, and the other lightly beat his leg. After Yu Wenming taught Murong Lin a lesson, she never troubled them again. The two of them served Yu Wenming more considerately, and the rest of their lives were in Yu Wenming's hands.

At the gate of the courtyard, Murong Lin stretched out her stomach, supported the servant girl's hand, and walked slowly. Yu Wenming suddenly said, "Ju'er, try harder, Tao'er, peel an orange for me..." Tao'er, Ju'er Stealing Murong Lin's favor, she will rush up to fight Tao'er and Ju'er!

Hearing the sound, Murong Lin glanced sideways quickly, and looked in her direction. Yu Wenming, Tao'er, and Ju'er were close together, ambiguous. Murong Lin gritted her teeth angrily. Dogs and men, really dogs and men, especially Yu Wenming Well, pigs and dogs are not as good as they are, actually in front of his wife, so blatantly hooking up with the servants.

(End of this chapter)