Daughter of the Prince of Rebirth

Chapter 663 If ​​you use too much, you will die (6)
Surprised in her heart, Murong Lin kept living alone, it was an illusion, it must be her own illusion, although Yu Wenming said he had syphilis, but he was fine just now, how could he just say he died.

With a glimmer of hope, Murong Lin put her trembling little hand under Yu Wenming's nose again, where there had been no hot breath for a long time...

He was dead, really dead!Murong Lin was shocked and at a loss: "Ah..." A scream pierced through the clouds and resounded through the sky, alarming everyone in Zhen Guohou's mansion...

Ouyang Shaoling came to Zhen Guohou's mansion with the medicine that had just arrived: "Is Yu Wenming there? I have an appointment with him." The medicine in his hand was newly formulated by his master. Although it could not completely cure the willow syphilis, But it can alleviate the condition and prolong life for a certain period of time.

Yu Wenming is the second son of the Zhenguohou Mansion, he owes favor to Ouyang Shaoling, which is equivalent to the whole Zhenguohou Mansion owes him a favor, and invisibly, he pulls the Zhenguohou Mansion to his side, and with Ouyang In Shaoxian's battle for the throne, he gained another support and strength.

"You are?" Ouyang Shaoling had never been to Zhen Guohou's mansion, and the guards didn't know him.

Ouyang Shaoling took out a badge representing his identity, and the guards hurriedly saluted: "The prince of Beijun, the second son is in the mansion, and the lowly position is now..."

"Ah..." When Murong Lin's shrill exclamation passed through the houses, it was already very faint. The guards didn't hear it, but Ouyang Shaoling heard it clearly: "What's the sound?"

"Sound?" The guard stopped talking and listened attentively. A gust of wind picked up and the leaves on the trees rustled: "It's the sound of the wind blowing the leaves..."

"No, it's another voice." Ouyang Shaoling's gaze was unprecedentedly solemn: "Something happened to Zhen Guohou's Mansion!"

Before he could explain too much, Ouyang Shaoling strode into the mansion: "Where does Yu Wenming live?"

He has never been to Zhen Guohou's Mansion, so he doesn't know where Yu Wenming lives. However, the layout of the mansion is somewhat similar, and Ouyang Shaoling can find the direction and road where the inner courtyard is located.

"Lead the way for the prince!" The prince of the Beijun palace had an appointment with Yu Wenming, and the guards did not dare to offend him. However, it was very inappropriate for him to break into the Hou's mansion. place to avoid trouble.

The main courtyard where Mrs. Hou lives is not far from the courtyard where Yu Wenming and Murong Lin lived. Mrs. Hou heard her exclamation, and hurried over, pushed open the door, and reprimanded displeasedly: "Mr. During the day, what are you yelling about, don’t you know there are guests in the house?” Ming’er is a child who is not very sensible, married to Murong Lin who is more headstrong than him, how will he live this life?
On the big pink bed, Murong Lin was holding a light blue brocade quilt to cover her naked body, but her slender neck and round shoulders were still exposed, and her big beautiful eyes were filled with tears, as if Shy and terrified, Yu Wenming was lying naked on the bed, as if he had fallen asleep. The pink curtain reflected the picture, which was very evocative.

The room is filled with the extravagant atmosphere of lust, and Madam Hou knows what happened without asking Madam Hou. The servants all lowered their heads and turned around, but the nuns are better. Those unmarried maids are all blushing with shame. , growing up so big, it was the first time they had seen such a thing.

Madam Hou also quickly glanced sideways, looked out of the window, and reprimanded displeasedly: "It's broad daylight, you two actually..." No matter how vigorous you are, you can't help yourself, there is no need to toss so fiercely, scream so loudly, the whole The Hou Mansion must have heard it, not to mention that Murong Lin is still four or five months pregnant.

"It's still a bit cold in the house in summer, Lin'er, don't just think about yourself, put a quilt on Ming'er too, and, you are pregnant, so let the housewives come over to serve your husband..." This young couple, Like a child, always worrying...

"You guys rest, I'm going back, there are still a lot of things waiting for me to deal with in the mansion!"

Mrs. Hou turned around to leave, but Murong Lin, who was still in shock, suddenly reacted and called to her urgently: "Mother, don't go, I feel like Ming is out of breath..." She didn't want to face this cold body alone. corpse.

"What?" Mrs. Hou was taken aback. She hurried to the bed and put her finger under Yu Wenming's nose. It was so cold there that she had not breathed for a long time...

Madam Hou felt a bang, and her brain went blank. A thought kept flashing through her mind: Yu Wenming is dead, Yu Wenming is dead...

"Ming'er, wake up, wake up, don't scare your mother..." Madam Hou's miserable cry sounded in the quiet small courtyard, especially loud, and clearly explained: "Please doctor, please doctor..."

After discussing the matter with several adults, Zhen Guohou was about to send them away, when a miserable cry came, Zhen Guohou frowned displeasedly: "What's going on?" .

"Master Hou, it's not good, it's not good..." A servant hurried over, looking anxiously, looking at the adults, hesitant to speak.

Zhen Guohou frowned even tighter: "Why are you so flustered?"

"Yes..." The servant quietly raised his eyes and looked at the adults. It's not good to let outsiders know about this kind of thing.

"What's the matter, tell me quickly, don't hesitate." Zhen Guohou believed that there would be no despicable and nasty things in the mansion, and he was not going to avoid these adults.

"It's the Second Young Master...he's gone..." The boy lowered his head, and his voice became smaller and smaller, until the end, his voice was almost inaudible.

Zhen Guohou only felt a bang, and staggered a few steps uncontrollably. The adults beside him hurriedly supported him: "Master Hou, be careful!" What's going on?The second son of Yuwen is fine, how could he suddenly say no and then disappear.

"I'm fine!" Zhen Guohou flicked the adult's hand away, trying to stabilize his mind: "What do you mean the second son is gone?" How could a good person just say no and disappear.

"Master Hou, the second young master has really gone. If you don't believe me, you can go to the second young master's room and have a look. The lady is crying..." The son who had been raising him for more than ten years left as soon as he said he would, and the white-haired man sent him off. The brunette, indeed, grieves.

Zhen Guohou's face was gloomy and terrifying. He didn't care to greet the ministers, and walked quickly to the inner courtyard. He didn't believe that Yu Wenming was dead!
(End of this chapter)