The emperor ran away, the female supporting role died again

Chapter 37 Leng Dai
After that, I saw Zhuiyu muttering a few times in Mozilian's ear.

Following that, several servants quickly left the inn.And the few people left behind escorted Murong Yan to follow Zhuiyu, went back to the first floor of the inn and found a place to sit down.

Zhuiyu, who was drinking famous tea, looked very disturbed, looking around from time to time, and then inexplicably happy and annoyed.

Murong Yan didn't know exactly what Zhuiyu wanted to do at this moment, with a disheveled hair on his head and fiery palm prints on his face.

A trace of bitterness suddenly appeared in Murong Yan's heart.

In the memory of the original owner, when she was nine years old, that is, after she was engaged to the prince, Murong Yun took her to a remote place, and suddenly Zhuiyu rushed out and beat her up, while Murong Yun was watching from the side.

After returning home, no matter how much she complained, no one believed her, not even the old lady believed that Murong Yun would do such a thing.

It seems that since then, Murong Yan has hardly talked to Murong Yun in a friendly manner, and everyone treats her as an evil girl.

It turns out that the hatred has already been forged!

"Zuiyu, your subordinates are not very loyal to you, and they don't tell you if you have food in your teeth." She really reminded her kindly, and Murong Yan smiled lightly.

"What?" Zhuiyu suddenly turned pale with shock, and clasped it with his hands without the presence of everyone.

So disgusting!
"Is there any more now?" Zhuiyu really didn't trust her servants any more, instead she asked Murongyan eagerly.

Murong Yan lowered her head and shook her head, she really didn't want to see this Zhuiyu again.

Not long after, a few well-dressed gentlemen entered the inn, and soon they found the owner of the store and quarreled with the old shopkeeper.

"You black shop, you don't even have a fresh fish after taking money!" The young man grabbed the old shopkeeper's collar fiercely.

The old shopkeeper himself was thin and small, so he was so scared that he couldn't understand.

Seeing his miserable face, he explained tremblingly, "Young masters, many fish died in the river at the gate early in the morning. I'm afraid it was infected with some kind of poison, so there are no fish. Besides, isn't there still Any other meat?"

"Hmph, my brothers came here to eat fish today, but you made so many excuses, obviously just to make us feel better, come on, beat this old guy up for me."

The few servants behind him should all have some skills. They are all big and round, with red eyes and angry eyes. They look very scary.

"Grandpa, grandpa..." Just as they were about to strike, an eight or nine-year-old girl ran up from behind, clutching the young man's hand and begging bitterly.

"My lord, please let my grandpa go. There is no money for these drinks and meals. Please do me a favor and let my grandpa go..." The little girl cried and begged.

"No money? Our brothers are poor people, if they can't produce fish, they will die." The dissolute boy couldn't get rid of his anger.

"However, you look quite pretty. If you don't give our brother some fun in the backyard, forget it."

After that, the servant behind him laughed wickedly, and then went to pull the little girl.

"No, no..."

"Let go of my granddaughter..."

"Touch!" The sound of the table being smashed.

……

Seeing the noisy movement over there, Zhuiyu finally suppressed the fluctuating expression, and his face darkened.

And Murong Yan finally knew the plan of chasing jade.

If what she expected was right, the Jade Chaser would immediately take the Holy Mother's brilliance to deal with those dissolute sons, and after a serious education, he would let them go.

Because she could see very clearly that the person making trouble there was the chasing servant who had just left.

Although the clothes were different, Murong Yan still had the same face.

Maybe they were in a hurry, but they didn't even have to change the shoes on their feet.

Sure enough, Zhui Yu raised his sword and flew out.

"Xiao Xiaoxiao, in broad daylight, actually bullies the weak and rapes the women of the people. It is really abhorrent."

Zhuiyu's voice is crisp and clear, she is dressed in a tunic and her black hair is moving in the wind.

At this time, she stood in front of the old shopkeeper and the little girl imposingly, with the image of a goddess of justice.

Murong Yan couldn't help but admire this scene.

Sure enough, everyone around the white lotus was born with the attributes of the white lotus.

It’s fine if Dongfang Bai doesn’t show up all the time. If he happens to pass by somewhere, I’m afraid he will be captivated by this small body but pretending to be benevolent and righteous, and will worship her under her fluttering long skirt from then on. Down.

Those bumbling young masters were very dedicated, and they rubbed their chins like I was a villain, "Yo, yo, here comes another little beauty, it seems that we have a lot of good fortune today, brother!"

"Shameless!" Zhuiyu yelled, and then swung his long sword to fight with them.

Seeing that they were fighting, the old shopkeeper, the little girl and a few other servants all stepped aside.

It was originally a game set up by himself, and as expected, Zhuiyu soon gained the upper hand, and of course the servants around Murongyan didn't have to go up to help.

With one enemy against the crowd, soon afterward, Zhui Yu gallantly cleaned up those few rascals.

The dissolute young man pointed his sword at Chayu, and said with a lewd smile, "Little lady, if you provoked me today, you will never make it easy for you in the future."

"Hmph, shameless person, if you have the ability, let the horse come here." Zhuiyu snorted coldly, but for some reason, her voice seemed a little guilty, and she kept looking around when she spoke.

"Crack, crack, crack..." Several applause came from inside the inn, "Wonderful, really wonderful!"

As soon as the words fell, a man with an elegant air came out from inside.

I saw him shaking a feather fan in one hand, wearing a light blue gown, with a delicate face and elegant manners, like a handsome young man.

Murong Yan didn't know why, but a flash of joy flashed in her heart.

Looking at Zhuiyu again, when the applause sounded just now, Murong Yan clearly saw the ecstasy in her eyes, but when she turned her head and saw that the person who came was not Dongfang Bai, she closed her eyes in disappointment.

The old shopkeeper and the little girl ran up first, and the little girl said in a crisp voice, "Brother Leng, they are here to make trouble."

The little girl pointed at the chasing family servants and the others while talking.

"En." The young master Leng nodded with a calm smile on his face.

Seeing that someone finally came out to save the siege, the few swingers who were chasing after family decoration were relieved, but they still had a vicious look on their faces.

"Hmph, buddy, let's go, we'll come back another day."

After finishing speaking, the leader of the swingers pretended to take the people away.

"Wait, do you want to leave so easily?"

Mr. Leng's voice was unhurried, but there was an oppressive coldness in it.

Although I don't know what level of spiritual cultivation he has reached, just listening to this sentence is enough to make people scared.Zhuiyu was worried that he would kill several servants, and even more worried that his plan would change.

(End of this chapter)