Divine Doctor Concubine

Chapter 113
While speaking, their master and servant had already walked to the gate of Xiangfu.

Just happened to meet the two cousins ​​who were going out, and the concubine Murong Ziqing, or in other words, they should have made a special trip to wait at the door.

"Elder Sister, today is a rare event. There must be a lot of people going to the Royal Hunting Ground. We are sisters in our own family, so we must go together, so it seems that we sisters are of one mind," said Murong Ziqing in a pink skirt.

The overall attire is very delicate, and those who don't know think that she is the daughter of the head of the family. She is very proud of the days when the Su family fell. Even when she speaks, she is particularly confident, not as cautious as in the past.

"Yes, Miss."

The two sisters Murong Wanwan and Murong Zixin also followed suit.

Originally, they had looked up to Murong Jiujiu, but after the events of these days, they gradually became more and more afraid of this unpredictable elder sister.

Murong smiled knowingly for a long time.

"It's true that my sisters are so good, hey, third sister, your headdress is so beautiful, did you buy it new?"

Who would have thought that Murong Jiujiu was halfway through speaking, but suddenly changed the topic.

Murong Ziqing couldn't hold back, and subconsciously touched the beaded hairpin on his temples, a little daughter's shame flashed in his eyes, and nodded, "Yes, it's a new one, if eldest sister likes it... "

"I remember I once gave Third Sister a Butterfly Baochai?"

Murong Jiujiu continued to whisper, but there was already a trace of coldness in his eyes.

In the past three days, she ordered Axiu to keep a close eye on Murong Ziqing's whereabouts. Although she was very secretive, some clues were found. This beautiful hair accessory is the eldest son of the Minister of Industry, Sent by Su Yunfei.

Originally, the concubine sister Huaichun, as the concubine sister, she should be her own helper.

But they were in contact at this juncture, and they also avoided others, which is really suspicious.

Murong Ziqing was momentarily overwhelmed by Murong Jiujiu's jumpy topic, nodded and smiled and said, "Yes, sister should keep the things that elder sister gave you."

"Third sister has a heart, and the Butterfly Baochai is only secondary, and the heart is the main thing. If the third sister can understand, the third sister will marry in the future, and the elder sister will definitely have a heavy makeup."

Now that the Su Clan is considered abolished, Aunt Mei is already in charge of the back house. Murong Ziqing no longer has to worry about her own marriage as before. She has every chance to marry a good family who is pleasing to her heart.

But don't lose your duty because of temporary greed.

This is Murong Jiujiu's warning to her, and as the eldest sister, she is doing her best.

Murong Ziqing's face froze when he heard the words, and he became inexplicably flustered, did the eldest sister find out?Probably not, even my aunt didn't know about her relationship with Yunfei, she was absolutely ignorant.

Thinking of Yunfei's sincere affection for her, Murong Ziqing was shy, but at the same time calmed down the panic in his heart.

"Ziqing thanked Eldest Sister."

But Yunfei said that as long as he obeyed the elder sister's life, she could be his wife, a trace of greed flashed in Murong Ziqing's heart.

The two sisters, Murong Wanwan and Murong Zixin, were confused by what they heard, but they were already used to this strange person and strange things in the Prime Minister's mansion, keeping their mouths shut and only looking forward to today's horse race, maybe What an adventure.

One must be cautious in words and deeds, and not follow Murong Zibing's old path.

At this time, their luggage was already packed, and they each got on their horses and headed towards the royal hunting ground in the suburbs.

And the journey along the way was never deserted, because the Horse Faire was considered a rare grand event in Beijing, and all the people encountered along the way were the carriages of the women's families of various families.

Or some new nobles and brothers, galloping their horses, flying past, and occasionally a little frivolous, they will open the curtains of passing women's families.

It made all the women in the car feel ashamed.

And this kind of behavior happens every year, and as time goes by, it seems to become a kind of game among young people. Others only say that they are proud of themselves, young and wild, but it has made a lot of good stories.

But Murong Jiujiu, as a human being in two lifetimes, has long since lost the interest of a little girl, he just nestled on the wall of the car blindly and did not take part in it, and it took about a stick of incense before he arrived at the destination.

Because they were going to stay at the Blue Pagoda Temple tonight, the first stop was in front of the Buddhist temple.

As for the Blue Pagoda Temple, which can also be regarded as a national temple, at this time of year, they can receive generous sesame oil money, so they will not refuse to provide convenience for these upstarts.

Rao is so.

There is still a serious shortage of meditation rooms in the temple, and the Prime Minister's Mansion barely managed to allocate three private courtyard meditation rooms because of the face of the top officials and the generous sesame oil money.

And this way into the temple.

All the ladies I met along the road were leading servants and carrying their bags. The horse race would only be over in three days at most, but all the ladies wanted to bring all their belongings here.

Compared with the quiet backyard of the deep house facing each other day in and day out, such a bustling scene is quite fresh to watch.

"Hey, Miss Murong."

It was just a surprised voice that stopped Murong Jiujiu.

Turning around, I saw a young lady with a raw face, dressed in a neat outfit, stepping on cloud boots, walking towards her with a bit of heroism, with a kind smile on her face.

And she also saw Murong Jiujiu's doubts, and immediately explained with a smile: "Miss Murong may not know me, but I know you, uh, my name is Ruan Mingyue, my brother is the Marquis of the Far East, and my sister-in-law often Speaking of Miss Murong."

This Ruan Mingyue obviously has a carefree temper, and her speech is not like a lady's orderly manner at all.

But very clear.

It was only then that Murong Jiujiu suddenly realized, "It turns out that she is the concubine of the Far East Marquis Mansion, I'm sorry."

Ruan Mingyue smiled, and waved her hands straight to the point: "What's the point of disrespect, I'm not in my late teens, so I don't need to be respected, Miss Murong, can I speak for myself?"

Although it was only the first time we met, Murong Jiujiu had a very good impression of Miss Ruan, he nodded immediately, greeted the person behind him, and walked away with Ruan Mingyue.

People aside.

Murong thought for a long time that Ruan Mingyue was going to talk about her sister-in-law, Chu's physical condition, but she didn't, and said with a mysterious face: "My brother gave me the opportunity to tell you this."

Marquis of the Far East?
Murong Jiujiu was obviously taken aback, but he still listened quietly to the following.

Ruan Mingyue continued: "Two days ago, my elder brother was ordered to go to Beijing on business. Outside the city, I ran into the third master of your prime minister's mansion. He sneaked around with a few people in the rivers and lakes. He seemed to mention you in his words. My brother thinks this is not an easy matter, I am afraid that someone will harm you, I hope that Miss Murong will meet in the next few days, you must be careful, don't let the bad guys take advantage of it, you know..."

Ruan Mingyue glanced around, lowered her voice, and continued: "The Horse Club sounds nice. It's played by upstarts from the court and China, but there are not a few upstarts who die here every year."

Hearing this, although Murong Jiujiu was stunned for a moment, there was no surprise in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)