A tyrant develops a daily life

Chapter 99
Murong Jing was stunned, this face...why does it look familiar?Murong Jing patted Xiao Liu who was already stunned behind him: "Xiao Liu, do we know this person? I seem to have met him somewhere, right?"

Where did you see it, master?This, this is clearly you!

No, no, it's the same person as you!
Xiao Liu was on the verge of crying at this unrivaled spectacle, and instead of answering his young master directly, he took out a mirror from his bag and put it in front of the young master to take a picture.

Murong Jing looked at the person in the mirror, his eyes suddenly widened: "Yes, yes, this is the person, I just said I've met him! No wonder he looks familiar!" He looked at the face in the mirror, and then at Jing Xi's face , grinning, suddenly, realizing something, grabbed the mirror, touched his face, the person in the mirror also touched his face, he was stunned...

Jingxi's reaction was not much better than his. Rao had made psychological preparations early, but the moment he actually saw him, he couldn't help being shocked. Although he didn't believe that he was still alive, he would often fantasize in his mind, if What will he look like when he is alive, more like his mother and concubine, or more like his father and king?Is he as cold and ruthless as him, or is he as dandy and romantic as other princes and princes?
But it turned out that it was neither.

After Murong Jing finished looking in the mirror, he was sure that Xiao Liu was not lying when he said that he saw someone exactly like him, but in his heart, he still couldn't believe it was true. He weakly raised his index finger and poked Jing Xi's face. stamped.

If those princes and ministers were here, they would have to be terrified, Jing Shizi's face, but even Lin Miaomiao has never poked it...

Murong Jing didn't seem to be satisfied after poking it, so she squeezed and kneaded again, and ravaged him on the face: "I heard that there is a kind of human skin mask in Jianghu, you can't be wearing that..."

Jingxi stared at him with a complicated expression, and held his finger: "We'll talk about it when we go home."

Big brother takes you home.

"Go home?" Murong Jing frowned, "I came here from Yancheng with great difficulty. I haven't found my father yet, so I can't go back... Hey! What are you doing? Let me down!" Hee got on the horse.

"Young Master! Young Master!" Xiao Liu chased wildly all the way behind, but Jing Xi had already clamped the horse's belly, causing the horse to speed up.

Murong Jing lay on the saddle, screaming frantically: "Help——robbing——help——Xiao Liu, save me——"

His wailing wafted mournfully through the streets and alleys, and lingered for a long time.

The movement at the door spread to Fengtang Yard, at this time Lin Miaomiao was talking with Qiuyue about Jingxi's abnormality.

"I called him just now, but he ignored me! Did he not see me, or is he angry with me?" This kind of situation had never happened in two lifetimes, which made her at a loss and forgot to ask What the hell is wrong with him.

Qiuyue said to her young lady: "Your Majesty, there seems to be something really wrong! When the maidservant was delivering Mr. Murong's hangover soup, he was standing at the door of Meilanju, looking in, with that look..." Qiuyue tried her best to search through the limited vocabulary. I came up with one or two words that could describe Jingxi's eyes, but I couldn't find the right one for a long time, "I don't know what to say, it's so weird anyway!"

Mei Lanju is Gu Qingluan's residence, so he probably went to peek at Gu Qingluan, right?He asked a lot about Gu Qingluan tonight, as if he wanted to know about this person, but Miss Gu is just an ordinary country girl, what is there worthy of a royal family's attention?Is it possible that... you have taken a fancy to it?Lin Miaomiao was taken aback by her own speculation, but before she was over the shock, she heard Xu's mother tell her parents in the corridor that Jing Shizi robbed someone at the door, and it seemed that he was the son of Mr. Murong.

Murong Jing bumped on the horse for half an hour, and finally arrived at the palace. After getting off the horse, he was so dizzy that he could hardly stand still. Jing Xi supported him, but he suddenly grabbed Jing Xi's lapel, and vomited out with a wow sound. ...

After Jingxi settled him down and cleaned himself up, it was already an hour later. It was the first time in his life that someone poked his face, and was vomited all over his body, but he was not as irritable as he had imagined. He sat down on the floor opposite Murong Jing.

Murong Jing also "cleaned up", wearing Jingxi's pajamas, eating bird's nest stewed in the small kitchen, while eating, while looking at the surrounding environment, eyes full of ignorance, like a child who doesn't know the world, the moment Jingxi sat down , He shrunk his neck subconsciously.

Jing Xi said softly: "This is your home, don't be afraid."

Murong Jing glanced at the luxurious house with puzzled eyes: "How could this be my house? My house...isn't that big..." While speaking, he saw a cloisonné enamel vase on the Duobao Pavilion, "Oh, isn't that Bought from the South China Sea?"

Jingxi nodded.

"I... can I have a look?"

"Ah."

Murong Jing naturally likes antiques, and loves to collect old things, but Yancheng is too small, and many good things can only be seen in books. This South China Sea cloisonné enamel vase from the former dynasty is what he has been looking for for a long time. Think here.He carefully held the vase in his arms, stroking the lines around it: "It's so beautiful."

"For you." Jing Xi said.

"Ah, no, no, no! My father said, you are not allowed to take things from other people's houses! In fact, you shouldn't come to your house empty-handed, but...but...you kidnapped me, so I can't blame me for not preparing a meeting ceremony. "After speaking, his voice lowered.I can see that I feel really embarrassed.

Jing Xi said: "Go back to your own home, of course you don't need to buy anything."

Murong Jing hurriedly said: "This is not my house... You have misunderstood the person."

"Are you eighteen this year?"

"Ah."

"Birthdate is June 26?"

"Ah."

"Birthplace, Yancheng."

"Hmm. Eh? How do you know so clearly?" Murong Jing's eyes widened.

Jing Xi said unhurriedly: "Not only do I know this, but I also know that Murong Feng picked you up when he was chopping firewood."

Murong Jing was too shocked to speak.

Huiren came in holding a set of plain white gauze robes, saluted and said, "Second Young Master, I will serve you to change your shirts. These are all drawn by the princess before she was alive and asked Yunniang to make them stitch by stitch."

"Second son?" Murong Jing hugged the cloisonné enamel vase in his arms suspiciously, "I'm at home... the fourth eldest."

Huiren chuckled: "That's your home in Yancheng. In the palace, you are the second eldest child. There is an older brother at the top, a half-brother and a half-sister at the bottom."

The more Murong Jing listened, the more confused she became: "You said this is... the palace? Which palace?"

Huiren smiled softly: "Prince Jing's Mansion, Second Young Master, welcome home."

He went to Beijing to find his father, but his waist changed, and he became the second son of the first prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty. His brother was Jingxi, the god of war who defeated the enemy army in Beiliang in Yancheng... No wonder those people saw themselves as if they saw something. , giving away everything for nothing, it turned out that he regarded himself as a majestic killer.

Oops, he poked the face of the Great Killer just now!He also vomited a killing god all over his body!
Murong Jing hugged the vase tightly and shrank to the corner in fear: "I...I want to see my father."

"What did you say? Jing'er was kidnapped?" Murong Feng held down his head, which was in severe pain from drunkenness, and looked at Xiao Liu who was full of tears.

Xiao Liu said with a sad face: "Yes, master, that man took the young master to the horse without saying a word!"

"Why don't you greet me when you enter Beijing?"

"The young master said that he wanted to surprise you..."

"Who is that person?" Murong Feng asked while getting dressed.

Xiao Liu cried: "The Lin family said it was Prince Jing! But it's very strange, master, that prince... looks exactly like the young master! If I hadn't been following the young master, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to tell who is who between them! "

Along the way, many people showed courtesy to the young master, presumably this was the reason.

Hearing Xiao Liu's words, Murong Feng remembered the Jing'er he saw when he was drunk earlier, could it be that it was not a hallucination, but Jing Shizi?
How could there be such a strange thing?
No matter, first go to the palace to be important!

Fengtangyuan learned that it was Jingxi who had kidnapped someone, and asked Lin Miaomiao to go to the palace to find out what happened, and see if Mr. Murong's adopted son had bumped into Mr. Jing, and whether they could reconcile.

Lin Miaomiao and Murong Feng met at the second entrance, and Murong Feng cupped Lin Miaomiao's hand: "I'm troubling Miss San."

"I should say that." I don't know what kind of nerves the little tyrant got, and he arrested Mr. Murong's adopted son. Could it be because Murong Feng drank too much and arrested him twice, and he wanted to chop his son up? right?It's not that the little tyrant has never done this kind of thing in his previous life.

The two hurriedly got into the carriage. Just as they were about to leave, Gu Qingluan lifted the curtain and came up. Seeing the two of them looking at her in shock, he said casually, "What are you looking at? I can't go if you go?"

Murong Feng said awkwardly: "It's too late, you go and rest first, I will bring Jing'er back."

Although I don't know why Xi'er arrested your son, but just the two of you, snatching someone from him is simply impossible.Gu Qingluan said lightly: "Didn't it mean that Murong Jing is also my son? Something happened to my son, and as a mother, I can't stand by and watch."

At this time, she didn't know that the son she was talking about was really her own flesh and blood that had been lost for many years.

(End of this chapter)