Daughter of the Prince of Rebirth

Chapter 890 The Grand Finale (26)
"Let's see how he is doing?" Several young people surrounded him and took off the scarf on the man's face. A familiar face appeared in front of his eyes. Murong Lin, how could it be her? People take advantage of it!

"Girl, wake up, wake up!" A middle-aged woman gently patted Murong Lin's face, but Murong Lin didn't respond.

Murong Yu supported Qin'er, Ser'er's hand, and carefully walked down the stairs: "She fell unconscious and it was difficult to wake her up. I have a way to wake her up as soon as possible. Do you want to try it?"

"Human life is at stake, try it!" People urged.

Murong Yu picked up the tea on the table and splashed it on Murong Lin's face. Murong Lin shivered and opened her eyes suddenly.

Murong Yu looked down at her condescendingly, with a smile that was not a smile: "Sister Lin, you woke up, you were in such a hurry just now, where are you planning to run?"

Murong Lin's eyes flickered, and tears filled her eyes: "Sister, I ran so fast that I almost bumped into you. It was my fault, but there is no need for you to trip me, woo woo woo... If the stairs Any higher, and I might die..."

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Murong Yu. No wonder that lady fell down the stairs in such a panic. She was tripped by someone.

Normal people can stop and run freely. Although Murong Lin runs fast, she can hold her feet on the stairs or run down the stairs. However, she rolled down the stairs unexpectedly, which makes people feel unbelievable. It was someone who used a dirty trick and tripped her feet.

That lady was pregnant, dressed brightly, had a beautiful face, and a fresh temperament. Why is her heart so vicious, no one even touched her, and unexpectedly tripped her and fell down the stairs in anger.

Murong Yu smiled softly, Murong Lin was going to push her, but she turned around, Murong Lin didn't push her, so she couldn't control her force and rolled down the stairs. Now, not only does she not know how to repent, but she also blames herself for her mistakes On the body, it is really asking for death.

"Sister Lin, in the past few days, there has been a lot of mud on the street. I walked on the street for a long time, and my feet were covered with a lot of mud. You said that I tripped you. There should be mud marks on your ankles. But, look at your trouser legs, where is the dust?"

Murong Lin snorted coldly, Murong Yu is really smart, but this round, she will definitely not lose to Murong Yu.

The left foot hidden under the cloak stepped on a big mud mark in front of the right ankle, and Murong Lin aggrievedly exposed her trouser legs: "I am an abandoned woman, I have nothing left, I beg my sister to look at the situation between our sisters." For the sake of letting me go..."

The big mud print was exposed, and everyone looked at Murong Yu with reproachful eyes, tripping people up, and making unreasonable words!

Murong Yu smiled slightly and sat on a chair in the hall, pulled up a section of cloak to reveal the soles of his shoes: "Sister Lin, you can see carefully, there are only a few dusts on the soles of my shoes, but the mud prints on your trouser legs, There are traces of wet soil, obviously not my feet..."

The place where Murong Lin lives is remote, and it takes a long time to get here. Moreover, there are many roads and small roads, and many inexplicable things will stick to the soles of her feet.

When Murong Yu came out from Chuxuan Palace, he walked on the main road, clean and flat, with only a small amount of dust on the soles of his feet. The footprints she stepped on were completely different from the ones Murong Lin stepped on. Murong Lin stepped on her own footprints to frame her. Those who pretend to be smart will seek their own death.

"The mud prints on the girl's trouser legs are exactly the same as the mud on the soles of her feet!" Someone saw the clue.

"No, she still has slip marks on the soles of her feet..."

"Dare to feel that she stepped on herself and blamed others..."

"Who is it, who is full of schemes to frame you..."

"That is, using our sympathy to frame others..."

Surrounded by people, Murong Lin couldn't hold her head up because of accusations.

Amidst the scolding of Murong Lin from the crowd, Murong Yu walked forward slowly. There is no conflict between her and Murong Lin. Murong Lin designed her, maybe she was instigated by someone, but Murong Lin's action failed. Well, the mastermind behind the scenes will definitely not let her go, teaching her will only dirty her hands, so let's leave the opportunity to the mastermind behind the scenes.

Murong Lin is about to die, Murong Yu doesn't care about her and let her fend for herself is the greatest punishment for her...

Outside the house, the sun was still shining brightly, shining on people, warm as spring, not far away, a fast horse galloped forward, the horse's hooves stepped on the ground, raising patches of dust.

"Hen'er, don't run around..." The woman's exclamation was full of helplessness and worry, and it sounded very familiar to her ears. Murong Yu looked sideways, and ran straight towards a three-year-old boy... …

The boy is too young, the fast horse is close at hand, and he doesn't know how to dodge. He just stands there blankly. The fast horse gallops so fast that there is no time to stop. If he kicks the little boy, he will kick him if he doesn't die. Injury, the woman is far away from the boy, she wants to save him, but she is powerless: "Hen'er, be careful..."

Suddenly, a slender figure appeared out of thin air, reached out to pick up the little boy who was standing still, and flashed aside in an instant, the speed was so fast that people had no time to react, the ink silk fluttered, the clothes flew lightly, and the movements were chic and crisp.

The man who saved the life was handsome and extraordinary. Murong Yu raised the corners of his mouth, and a hint of teasing flashed in his cold eyes. How could it be him?
The one who rescued the little boy was none other than Liyue Crown Prince Nangong Lian. The little boy who was rescued was Concubine Wei's son, Ouyang Yehen.

Probably because of being frightened, Ouyang Yehen huddled in Nangong Lian's arms, trembling, his dark eyes were filled with tears, through the water mist, he could vaguely see that his eyes were about six or seven times the size of Nan Gonglian's. Like, Nangong Lian patted Ouyang Yehen's back lightly, comforting him softly, looking from a distance, he looked like a biological father and son.

"Brother Huang!" Nangong Xueqing quickly walked in front of Nangong Lian, and said with concern, "Are you alright?"

"It's okay!" Nangong Lian replied lightly, in a seemingly calm tone, he was secretly displeased: "Why is Xueqing here?"

"Brother Huang likes to eat the pastries from Zuiqinglou, I'll buy some back!" Nangong Xueqing smiled slightly, with a hint of flattery in her tone.

(End of this chapter)