Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 60 Master Identity, from Nan'an

"Jing'er, are you finished? The mage still needs to practice, but you keep asking these irrelevant questions here. You are deliberately delaying time. I think you intend to kill the old lady." The eldest lady looked at Mu Rong Jingxue has been holding on to this sorcerer, fearing that something big will happen, she is anxious and angry, so she hastily interrupted.

"Murong Jingxue, what kind of heart do you have? The old lady treats you so well, but you want to treat her like this. How can you be worthy of the old lady who loves you so much?" The lady yelled angrily, and turned to Murong Tian Yun cried and cried, "Master, just now the mage said that the dirty things should be incinerated quickly, so that the old lady's illness will recover, but Jing'er has been delaying time here, she is so disregarding the old lady's life , my lord, you should say something."

"That's right, Dad, I'm afraid that if you delay, grandma's illness will be dangerous, so you should make a decision quickly!" Mu Rong Yixue, who was on the side, also joined the lobbying team.

And Murong Jingxue has been watching their mother and daughter play with cold eyes, neither disturbing nor startling, nor defending.

"Okay, don't cry anymore." Murong Tianyun shouted angrily, staring at Murong Jingxue for a long time before saying in a cold tone, "Jing'er, your grandmother is in a critical moment. You let the mage burn the dirty things first, and then you continue to ask him questions after performing the Dharma."

"If he is really a sorcerer, Jing'er has nothing to say, but if he is a fake, then grandma's life is in the hands of such a liar, so can dad really rest assured?" Murong Jingxue put away her smile and asked coldly road.

Murong Jingxue's words shocked Murong Tianyun on the spot. He was not frightened by her words, but was shocked by her aura. For so many years, he thought he knew this daughter very well, but at this moment It dawned on him that he didn't know this daughter at all.

He is not a fool, and he has doubts about this sorcerer, but his mother's illness is imminent, and he is lucky, maybe this person can really cure her illness.

But now Jing'er's words echoed in his mind repeatedly, "Is Daddy really relieved to leave grandma's life in the hands of such a liar?"

"Jing'er, you have to have real evidence for what you say. The mage said just now that he is from Nan'an Temple. Since he is from Nan'an Temple, how can he be a fake?" The eldest lady said sharply.

Murong Jingxue smiled faintly when she heard the words, but said nothing.

She was waiting, waiting for Murong Tianyun's decision, waiting for Murong Tianyun to speak.

Fortunately, Murong Tianyun didn't ask her to wait, but after a while, Murong Tianyun said, "Jing'er, you said that this sorcerer is a fake, do you have evidence?"

It was these words that Murong Jingxue was waiting for, and she smiled coldly, as if poppies were blooming, "Jing'er dare not talk nonsense about things without evidence."

"Okay, then we want to listen." Aunt Zhao, who was silent all the time, crossed her arms and said.

"Master, I asked you just now, there is an eminent monk in Nan'an Temple, and his dharma name passed away, right?" Murong Jingxue smiled softly and parted her red lips.

"Yes, I have also said that Yuan Ji is my brother." The mage clasped his hands together.

"Actually, Nan'an Temple doesn't have an eminent monk named Yuan Ji." Murong Jingxue said coldly, "That's just what I said casually to test you, so you don't come from Nan'an Temple at all."

(End of this chapter)