Divine Doctor Concubine

Chapter 117 Murong Ruiyi

Ning'er and Axiu immediately looked at each other and smiled when they heard the words, "Thank you for your love, Miss."

They had long been squeezed into the large bed, and they couldn't sleep well all night. Now that Miss San is dead, of course they enjoyed her soft quilt.

"Go to sleep."

A word of indifference.

The two sisters, Murong Wanwan and Murong Zixin, were petrified in complete horror.

"Miss, these two Tang ladies seem to have no knowledge of the old lady's actions," Ning'er closed the door and whispered cautiously.

Murong Jiujiu had already laid back on the warm bed. Hearing this, he sneered and said: "So what if they don't know, their elders have done everything they can for their prosperity and wealth, so why should they just sit back and enjoy it? They are all grasshoppers on the same rope, no one can tell." You can’t justify yourself alone.”

"By the way, Axiu, how about you go and see how A Xing is injured?"

"Small injuries, it's okay, but Murong Ruiyi's martial arts methods are a bit evil, it doesn't look like an ordinary school at all, it seems to be specially used to kill people in the dark."

Axiu frowned and answered.

Murong Jiujiu just listened to it once, and then turned his head to sleep, but they didn't sleep peacefully for a long time, because it took only a blink of an eye.

It was almost morning.

And the monks sent by the Blue Pagoda Temple to notify him had quick legs. Just before dawn, the Prime Minister Murong Zheng who got the news, and the Ministry of Industry Minister Su Zhe, had already rushed to the Blue Pagoda Temple.

After understanding the situation, Su Zhe hated that iron could not be made into steel, and wished he could kill Su Yunfei. This was his son who had given him high hopes, but in order to persecute a woman, he stole a lot of money and ended up like this.

After Murong Zheng heard the news of Murong Ziqing's death, he didn't feel too sad. He just gave Su Zhe a cold look, and said indifferently: "Master Su, I never thought that my Miss Xiangfu's life would be in the eyes of Mr. Ling." , Is it like this like a straw? If it didn't fail, wouldn't even the lady in that yard be burned?"

"..."

Su Zhe's complexion changed terribly, knowing that they were wronged.

In the past, no matter in the officialdom or in terms of interests, the two mansions were very good friends. I am afraid that because of this, a rift has arisen.

But after all, they are all politicians whose interests are above all else. After a short period of anger and sadness, they quickly adjusted each other's pros and cons, and did not tear themselves apart on the spot.

After dealing with things.

It was not yet daylight.

As the prime minister, Murong Zheng was treated politely by the Lanta Temple and placed in a relatively secluded Zen room. After going through bumps all the way, he just relaxed.

Murong Zheng, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly sat up vigilantly.

"Who."

"Squeak."

The window moved.

From behind the hazy blue and white window, a thin, childish, but very vigorous young man jumped out, but when this young man looked at Murong Zheng, his dark eyes were full of anger.

"Yi'er!"

And when Murong saw the other person's face clearly, his complexion changed drastically, as if he was afraid that he was wrong, he stepped forward a few steps, reaching out his hand to touch the young man in front of him, his expression was very excited.

"Yi'er, when did you return to Beijing? Who told you to come back?"

"Do not touch me."

This young man named Yi'er was Murong Ruiyi who escaped in the night, the only heir Murong had placed high hopes on, but the father and son hadn't seen each other for a year, obviously the picture of father's kindness and son's filial piety had disappeared.

Murong was holding on to the knocked-off palm, slightly taken aback.

Murong Ruiyi smiled coldly, probably at the time when his voice was changing, his voice was as ugly as a drake, full of resentment, "Tell me, my mother is in danger now, and my sister has been persecuted by that bitch to go out shamelessly, you Why don't you decide for them and kill that bitch...I should have killed her a long time ago."

"Yi'er, you don't understand."

Facing his son's questioning, Murong Zheng also had a face full of grief, and explained: "I still need her help for the honor and disgrace of my Xiangfu. She can't die yet, Yi'er, you are obedient, and I promise you for my father, up to five years." Five years later, I will cut off the head of that bastard for my father, but now I can't bear it, and I will make a big mess."

Murong was taking his son's temper into consideration, especially when he was young and vigorous, so since the accident, he had tried every means to hide it, but he didn't want to.

"enough."

As long as he thinks of the mother and sister who loved him and loved him since he was a child, and they are living in the heat of the water, his eyes will turn red with anger, "I'm here to ask you, kill that bitch, can you help me? But Now it seems that if you don't help me anymore, then I will kill myself."

"Murong Ruiyi, don't mess around, don't forget the responsibilities on your shoulders, you are the only son of my Xiangfu, how can you be so impulsive and rash, you saw it last night, if she is so easy to kill, she won't live It's today... we can't afford to offend King Yu Jun behind her..."

But Murong Zheng didn't finish what he was trying to persuade seriously.

"Father, please forgive my son for being unfilial. He has practiced martial arts for many years just to protect his family, but now his mother's life and death are uncertain, and his sister is humiliated. I can't bear this tone no matter what."

With such a sentence in mind, Murong Ruiyi was already the same as when he came, and he left in a flash.

The angry Murong Zheng blushed, but then turned pale in a hurry. At the beginning, he sent him to practice martial arts in order to cultivate his only son well. Unexpectedly, this martial art became his life-threatening charm.

Day, it will be bright soon.

Murong Jiujiu was awakened in a daze.

"Miss."

"Well, what happened?"

"Su Yunfei committed suicide to apologize last night," Ning'er reported lightly while preparing her today's clothes.

Murong opened his eyes for a long time, was suspicious, then smiled wryly: "The truth."

Ning'er smiled, "Miss is still so shrewd even before she wakes up, how could Mr. Shang Shu be willing to let his son die like this, and sent him out of the Blue Pagoda Temple at night, saying that he committed suicide to apologize. It is estimated that within a few years, it will be I can't return to Beijing in a dignified way."

"It deserves it, father acquiesced to this matter?"

"nature."

Sure enough, I knew that they were all a group of shameless politicians. For the sake of the so-called interests, they could turn a blind eye to the death of their own daughter.

Had breakfast.

"Master Xiang."

The sound of greetings came from outside, Murong Jiujiu seemed to have expected it, stood up slowly, and saw that Murong Zheng had already entered the courtyard.

It's just that today's Murong Zheng seems to be a bit different from the elegant and upright posture in his memory, he looked a little hurried, and walked over in a few steps.

"I have seen my father, and I would like to express my condolences to my father. What happened yesterday was too sudden, and my daughter also has a lot of negligence."

For a long time, Murong said a few words in a nonchalant manner.

Seeing that Murong Zheng had waved everyone away for her.

Murong Jiujiu didn't stop him, he just looked at Murong Zheng in front of him as if asking.

(End of this chapter)