Dressed as Wu Dalang, Jinlian please respect yourself

Chapter 78 The heroine spares her life [Chapter 8]

The bustard nodded repeatedly.

Only then did Liu Furong open the door and walk into Miss Qingrou's room.

Shanyun sat on the bed, and by the bright candlelight, she recognized that Liu Furong was the one she wanted to catch, and she was secretly happy.

"Qingrou, I heard from the old bustard that your throat was hurt from practicing music, and you have a rash on your face."

Liu Furong walked towards Shanyun while feeling sorry for her.

Shan Yun pinched his throat and said, "Master Chief, I hurt my throat while practicing music, and I also developed a rash on my face, so I had to wear a veil. I hope Master Chief, you will not be angry."

"Where, when I, Liu Furong, was not yet prosperous, if you hadn't secretly funded me, I would not be where I am today.

No matter what you become, I will never dislike you.

Don't sing ditties tonight, let's have an exciting friendship! "

As Liu Furong said, he put his arms around Shanyun's waist and opened his mouth to kiss.

Shanyun dodged it and kicked Liu Furong in the chest.

Liu Furong fell hard on the bed with a dazed expression on his face. Before he came to his senses, Shanyun pulled out a dagger from his sleeve and put it on his neck.

"Ah! Who are you?"

Liu Furong stared at Shan Yun who was wearing a veil.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is whether you are willing to cooperate.

If you are willing to cooperate, I will never hurt your life.

But if you are unwilling to cooperate, then don't blame me for being cruel! "

Shan Yun said coldly.

Liu Furong was frightened, and quickly gave in: "Woman Xia, please forgive me, if you have anything to do, just order it!"

"Honestly, why do you want to help the right minister to frame the left minister?"

When Liu Furong heard this, his face turned pale with fright, and he stared at Shan Yun: "Are you a leftist?"

"You don't care who I am, if you don't tell the truth, I will kill you now!"

Shanyun yelled angrily in a low voice, and the knife cut a little skin on Liu Furong's neck, leaving traces of blood oozing out.

Liu Furong felt the slightest bit of pain, and said: "Woman Xia, spare your life, I say, I say!"

"It's like this..."

Just when Liu Furong was about to speak, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Master, are you asleep?"

Shanyun turned his head, and at this moment of negligence, Liu Furong raised his hand, knocked out the dagger in Shanyun's hand, and rushed towards the gate quickly.

At this critical moment, Wu Tian jumped in from the window and kicked Liu Furong in the neck.

After Liu Furong spun 360 degrees in the air, he fell to the ground and passed out.

"Quick, hide him first."

Wu Tian shouted in a low voice.

Shanyun hurried over to help, first carried Liu Furong to the bed and covered him with a quilt.

Wu Tian hid behind the window, Shan Yun adjusted his clothes and veil, and went to open the door.

Shanyun opened the door, and it was the messenger calling just now.

"Miss Qingrou, I trouble you to invite the Chief Soldier out, Prime Minister You just sent someone to look for him to go to the mansion."

The orderly said to Shan Yun in a flattering manner.

Shan Yun glanced back at the room, shook his head and said: "The Chief Soldier has already fallen asleep. If we go to wake him up now, I'm afraid he will be very upset, and our heads will fall off if we don't."

The orderly was in a dilemma.

"What should we do? The right minister is still waiting below, so we can't just send him away like this."

Shanyun thought for a while and said: "You can tell the person who came, that the commander-in-chief has contracted a cold and is unable to move, let him go back and report to the right minister first, and when his condition improves in a few days, he will report there immediately .”

The messenger nodded and turned to leave.

As soon as he walked away, Shanyun quickly closed the door.

Wu Tian came out from behind the curtain and said: "Now Liu Furong has been caught, but there are right-handed eyeliners everywhere in Canghai City.

But I think there should be a way for you to report to the League of Nations. "

(End of this chapter)