Peerless Forensic Doctor: Leng Wang's Waste Chai Concubine

Chapter 174 Hua Xiangrong Loves His Royal Highness King Yu Yu

Not only did it not lose its original color, but on the contrary, it added a layer of soft charm of an ice beauty.

Hua Xiangrong leaned back on the bed tenderly, her weak and helpless demeanor at that moment made the men who stepped into the door feel sorry for her, even with the words that she wanted to question at the beginning, They were all choked in their throats, and they couldn't say anything.

Hua Xiangrong leaned on the bed, raised her eyes, and saw the men who broke into her boudoir one by one, she was disdainful in her heart, but the expression on her face was one of grievance.

Especially after seeing Ren Fengniang, who was closely following the group of men in the boudoir, the expression on her face became even more aggrieved, as if she had suffered some great pain.

The appearance of Hua Xiangrong's watery eyes with teardrops hanging down halfway is really endearing.

"Miss Rong'er, what's the matter?"

"But in such a hot weather, you are suffering from the wind and cold, so you feel uncomfortable?"

A group of men couldn't take it any longer when they saw the delicate appearance of this sickly beauty, and they all leaned forward one by one, booing and warming beside Hua Xiangrong.

Hua Xiangrong raised her hand softly, smiled weakly, and said: "It's okay, it's just...it's just that I haven't been in a good mood recently, and that's the root cause of my illness."

Ren Fengniang saw that her complexion was really not very good, she muttered in her heart, but she also leaned forward and said with a smile: "Masters, don't worry too much, I will ask the doctor to treat Miss Rong'er, and I will never let you She will suffer any longer."

"Yeah, mom is very good to Rong'er...cough cough." Hua Xiangrong began to cough softly as she spoke, and this cough tugged at everyone's hearts.

Hua Xiangrong was filled with pride, but she appeared to be even more "weak".

She seemed to have thought of something suddenly, with a sad expression on her face, she turned her head stubbornly, and said in a low voice: "Rong'er's makeup is messy at the moment, please... go out first, lest Rong'er get sick .”

Ren Fengniang had long wanted to drive out this group of people who broke in and didn't spend money.

All of them, in front of her, this Ningxiang Pavilion is a free place, can they come and leave whenever they want?

Originally she was not happy in her heart, but now seeing that the client Hua Xiangrong opened her mouth so sensiblely, she followed the trend and answered the conversation smoothly.

After finally sending the group of old and unwilling men out, Ren Fengniang exhaled, turned around and went to the guest room to rest for a while, who knew that one of the group of men who had been following suddenly came from the corner of the attic Jumping out, she was so startled that she almost cried out.

When she took a closer look, she realized that the man was Wang Xuanhe, the eldest young master of the Wang family who had been throwing a tantrum at the gate of Ningxiang Pavilion.

At this time, Wang Xuanhe still had the same unruly look on his face, but with a little anxiety, he grabbed Ren Fengniang's arm, blocked her way, and prevented her from leaving.

Ren Fengniang, who wanted to get angry at first, saw that it was the young master of the Wang family, so she held back the bastard words that almost came out of her mouth, raised her eyebrows and smiled and said: "Oh, isn't this young master Wang? What wind brought you here ?”

Right now, it is the day when Ningxiang Pavilion is closed, and those major events only appear at night, and basically there are no guests in Ningxiang Pavilion during the day.

That is to say, apart from Hua Xiangrong's incident today, an extra person came in.

"Mother Ren, tell this young master honestly, that Hua Xiangrong's favorite person who has been rumored recently... is really His Royal Highness King Yu in the palace?" He looked a little exploring, and seemed a little anxious.

The idea in Mother Ren's mind was to play several circles, going over all kinds of ideas, and then she responded: "Oh, I don't know, the specific plot, you have to ask Miss Rong'er That's good."

Although the words are so sincere, but the meaning in the words, as long as you explore carefully, you will find that Ren Fengniang is doing Tai Chi with him again, and there is not much really useful information in the words.

Wang Xuanhe is also a person who has been in business and official circles for more than ten years. How can she not see that she is urging herself to ask for clarification?
Immediately he had an idea, let go of Ren Fengniang's arm, and was about to step forward and walk into Hua Xiangrong's attic.

Ren Fengniang was startled, subconsciously jumped forward, blocking Wang Xuanhe's way.

"What are you doing?" Wang Xuanhe was displeased, frowning and glaring at her.

Ren Fengniang knew that the power behind Young Master Wang could not be offended by herself, but this business should be done, and at the same time, she did not want to cause any confusion between her and the guests.

After thinking about it, she changed the expression on her face, and Ren Fengniang smiled gently. "Master Wang, Ningxiang Pavilion needs to eat, so you..."

She pointed to the small attic behind Wang Xuan, "How can we do business?"

The implication is that if you come to Ningxiang Pavilion to find girls without giving money, wouldn't these brothels that rely on girls to support them all have to starve to death?

Wang Xuanhe narrowed his eyes coldly, and only then realized that he was a little anxious. He raised his hand and waved it back, and the young man who followed closely behind him immediately ran forward and took the money hanging on his chest. The bag was handed over respectfully.

"Master."

Wang Xuanhe didn't even look at it, he took out a large amount of banknotes from the money bag, put them into Ren Fengniang's arms, and touched the soft and fragrant nephrite body along the way.

"Is it okay now?"

Ren Fengniang lowered her eyes and smiled when she saw that large pile of money that could almost buy a whole small attic.

"Yes, you are welcome."

In the attic, Yun Yingyue was resting lazily on the bed with her eyes closed.

The censer that was lit in the room was exuding a gentle fragrance at this time, and the wisps of cigarette smoke slowly rose along the lid of the censer.

The polished bronze mirror reflected the bed facing the bronze mirror, softening the faces of the people on the bed, making them look more and more beautiful like angels.

The scene of the Sleeping Beauty made people who came to watch couldn't help but hold their breath, for fear that any movement would disturb the picture of the sleeping beauty.

As if suddenly dreaming of something bad, the sleeping beauty on the bed frowned suddenly, and fell asleep extremely unsteadily for a moment.

On Hua Xiangrong's beautiful face, a sad expression suddenly appeared,
There is a faint pink color on the creamy white skin, which is extremely dazzling.A pair of slender eyelashes, thick and long like the wings of a flying butterfly, hang down a small piece of quiet shadow under the eyelids.

"Hey..." The beauty with her eyes closed on the bed suddenly glanced at her red lips, as if dreaming of something that made her sad, she began to sob.

The sound was weaker and weaker, and in the end, it was more like a newborn kitten meowing, scratching the tip of the person's heart one after another, making it itchy.

It made people want to pounce on it, and hugged that unparalleled person who was as soft as water into his arms.

Wang Xuanhe stood at the door and watched. As he watched, he felt an unbearable itching and dryness in his throat.

Wang Xuanhe's gaze towards the person on the bed gradually became hotter and hotter.

"En..." Wang Xuanhe took a deep breath, and suddenly there was a burst of sweet fragrance from a woman.

It's so refreshing that it makes people tremble.

Wang Xuanhe suddenly realized that it had been a long time since he had such a strong desire to possess a woman.

His family has power, and it is a well-known family in the entire Southern Xia capital. He also has money, and he grabs a lot of houses and women, perhaps because he is used to seeing all kinds of things in the world. He's always in a bad mood.

He accidentally overheard the servant under him mentioning about the "Beauty's Day" in the capital. He was always bored on weekdays, so he picked up some free time and came to join in the fun.

Leaving aside the annoyed fact that no one came to welcome the arrow at the entrance of Ningxiang Pavilion at the beginning, the decoration style and accessories used there are all inferior to a small guest room in my own home. .

Originally thought that this time they were some women he was used to, but who knew that such a perfect person as Hua Xiangrong appeared in Ningxiang Pavilion.

That beautiful face, paired with that pretty figure, followed by that delicate temperament that makes one can't help but love her, every move seems to be deeply in line with his appetite.

That day under that stage, when Wang Xuanhe saw Hua Xiangrong's face for the first time, he felt his whole body boiling and clamoring that he must take this woman as his own.

Later, he found out that this woman was a showman but not a woman, and he regretted it for a while. After finally knowing the reason, the male chauvinism in his heart suddenly spewed out like a fountain.

Having made up his mind to get this Hua Xiangrong, Wang Xuanhe has been planning how to get this beauty since he returned home after the Beauty's Day that day.

He managed to find some connections by relying on his business partners, and planned to contact Mother Ren of Ningxiang Pavilion to get her. Who knew that this woman was on the way, and she actually spread the news of her love for King Yu Yu. News from His Highness Xuanyuan Che!
This makes him who has always been proud, how can he swallow the breath accumulated in his chest!
Originally, he planned to come into Hua Xiangrong's boudoir properly, and ask thoroughly what the rumor was about, but who would have known that when he came here, he would see that Hua Xiangrong, who was originally charming and lovely, was sick at this time? Slumped on the couch, not very comforted in his sleep, weeping in a low voice, it seems that people really feel affection.

Hua Xiangrong, who was lying on the bed, had a delicate and haggard face, with crystal teardrops hanging from her eyelashes, which couldn't be shed, making her look even more pitiful.

(End of this chapter)