Daughter of the Prince of Rebirth

Chapter 666 Beat Murong Lin (3)
"According to Sister Lin, after she got married, she and Yu Wenming often quarreled. They are not like husband and wife, but like enemies. If it wasn't for the child in her womb, she would have reconciled with Yu Wenming long ago..." The husband my sister hated died, The younger sister was relieved, she was too happy to be happy, so she would be sad.

Ouyang Shaoling frowned. Did Yu Wenming's death really have nothing to do with them?

"My cousin knows so much about the affairs of the Marquis of Zhen Guo's Mansion, but has he been to the Marquis of Zhen Guo's Mansion?" Murong Yu smiled softly, his eyes were cold, as if covered by a layer of ice: "How is Sister Lin?"

"Miss Murong is all well!" Ouyang Shaoling replied lightly, with deep eyes.

"Yu'er, it's been a long time since you've been out, and you're still pregnant, go back home!" Glancing at Ouyang Shaoling, Ouyang Shaoxian walked forward with Murong Yu's waist in his arms: "Take a rest first, and come to Zhen Guohou's mansion." When the funeral is reported, we will come to express our condolences..."

The carriage gradually drove away from the tea house, and it became farther and farther away from Ouyang Shaoling until it disappeared: "Ouyang Shaoling, seems to be suspicious of us?" The moment the carriage turned, Murong Yu saw Ouyang Shaoling through the raised curtain. The firmness and coldness in the bottom of Ling's eyes, he is going to make a move!
"So what about doubts, he can't produce any evidence!" Ouyang Shaoling is a smart person, he will not spread the matter without conclusive evidence, otherwise, after the truth comes out, he will be unlucky.

"He's already started planning to deal with us!" Otherwise, he wouldn't be kind enough to bring medicine to Yu Wenming.

"I know!" There were still three months before he would be crowned king, and the Beijun palace finally couldn't hold back.

"What are you going to do?" Murong Yu is pregnant and has limited energy. After designing Yu Wenming, she still has to think about how to expose the fake Murong An, so she can't help Ouyang Shaoxian.

Ouyang Shaoxian raised his lips and smiled strangely: "The fortress is the easiest to breach from the inside!" If the Beijun Palace is in chaos, they will have no time to conspire against them.

The night was dark and windy, and you couldn't see your fingers. As usual, a fire was lit in the open space outside the city. A middle-aged man stood with his back to the fire, as if he was waiting for someone to arrive.

After a slight tilt, a breeze picked up, shaking the flames on the fire, and a slender black figure appeared in front of the fire, standing across the fire from the middle-aged man: "You missed, Murong Yu and Ouyang Shaoxian are still here!" not dead!"

"I discovered a big secret related to Chuxuan Palace, so I didn't kill them!" The young man's tone was cold and without warmth.

"What secret?" The middle-aged man's tone was calm with a hint of curiosity.

"The matter is very important, I want to tell the master personally!" The man's tone was still indifferent.

The middle-aged man frowned: "I taught you myself, you are half your father, can't you even trust me?" Are you going to take the secret to claim credit from the master?He has seen this kind of person a lot.

"It's not that I can't believe it, it's just that this secret is very special. I think it's better to let the master know first!" Before meeting the so-called master, he would not tell the secret.

"Master is far away in Miaojiang. Whether you rush there or master comes to the capital, it will take a certain amount of time. If your secret is very special, it's better to tell me first, and then I will pass it on!" Don't give in, he is his own subordinate, how can he do things better than himself.

"This is a big matter, I dare not reveal this secret lightly, please allow me to set off to Miaojiang now to meet the master!" The young man kept his mouth shut and refused to reveal even a single word of the secret.

The middle-aged man frowned tightly: "Your task now is to kill Murong Yu and Ouyang Shaoxian. If the master finds out, you can ignore the task and run to disturb him..."

"Compared to the secret, the two of them are insignificant at all!" The man in black's eyes flickered coldly: "If the master masters this secret and makes use of it, let alone Chuxuan Palace, the entire Qing Dynasty will be in his hands..."

"The secret is really so important?" The middle-aged man raised his eyelids thoughtfully.

"It's absolutely true!" The young man stared at the middle-aged man coldly: "You should understand my temper, never make jokes, and never exaggerate things!"

The middle-aged man lowered his eyelids. He is indeed such a person. He said one thing and another, and never lied: "I will contact the master immediately and let you see him as soon as possible. If the secret you said is not so important, you You should know the consequences!"

"Thank you for your concern, I know it in my heart!" The middle-aged man went to contact, the young man sneered, the fire reflected his eyes, flashing a frightening stern light, he was about to meet the mysterious master, really looking forward to it !
Yu Wenming suffered from syphilis in willows, and the story of death spread to every street and alley in the capital within a day, and it became a joke after dinner. things.

"Isn't the second son of Yuwen Mr. Pianpian? How could he have that dirty disease and still die like this..." Dirty, exhausted, I want to laugh when I think about it.

"Knowing people, knowing faces but not knowing their hearts, some people have a handsome appearance, a dignified appearance, and a dirty heart that is worse than a mouse..." Yu Wenming is obviously this kind of person.

Yuwen's family is the Marquis of Zhen Guo, a well-known family, the people dare not make loud noises, but only dare to gather in twos and threes, discussing quietly and enjoying themselves.

The silk collection shop and the pastry shop are not profitable, and they lose money frequently. Murong An has no source of money, so he is in a hurry, sitting alone in the hall drinking, thinking about the solution.

"Xiaoer, let's have another pot of wine!" The people's jokes were heard by Murong An, not only was it not funny, but they were even more irritable. What to do, what to do?

Murong Xiu took back the management rights of the dozen or so shops. Under his strict management, the business of the shops gradually improved. He obviously learned how to do it, but the silk collection shop and the pastry shop not only did not make money, but also lost more money. It was stronger before, what's going on?

"Crack!" Murong An's eyes were red, upset, he threw the glass of wine in his hand to the ground, and the wine in the glass splashed all over, almost hitting a guest.

The rouge-colored hem came into view, Murong An looked up, his eyes were listless, then he turned his head away and continued to drink: "What are you doing here?"

(End of this chapter)