Mrs. General can't be messed with

Chapter 287
Leng Lingfeng, you deserve to die, I want to kill you, I shouldn't have let go of Xing'er over and over again, and fulfilled your heartbreaker. "

Murong Xing looked at Leng Lingfeng who was suddenly pushed to the ground, and at the person who was about to strike again, he kicked away the big hand that was stretched out to Leng Lingfeng quickly.

"Yaxuan, stop!"

Wen Yaxuan heard a familiar voice, looked at Murong Xing, this... this is... who can tell him.

Wen Yaxuan looked around at the expressions of the other people, and happily wanted to embrace her in his arms, but found that his embrace was empty.

"Leng Lingfeng!" He glared fiercely at the person who came to drive Murong Xing away.

Yes, when seeing Wen Yaxuan about to embrace Murong Xing, Leng Lingfeng got up and pulled her away, leaving Wen Yaxuan to hold her empty.

"I won't let Leng Lingfeng go this time, Xing'er is mine."

Wen Yaxuan looked at Leng Lingfeng with anger, he used to want to hold Xing'er anytime, but now he pulled Xing'er away.

"Wen Ya Xuan Xing'er has always been mine, and will always be mine." Leng Lingfeng held Murong Xing in his arms and swore domineeringly.

How could Wen Yaxuan stop there, stepped forward, Leng Lingfeng made Murong Xing stand behind him, and did not give him any chance to touch.

"Leng Lingfeng, you are shameless." Wen Yaxuan was annoyed, and her voice increased a lot.

Murong Xing shook his head, shrugged his shoulders helplessly, turned around and embraced Wuqing, walked towards Xiaorou, and hugged her: "Xiaorou made you worry, I'm back."

When Xiaorou saw Murong Xing, she had been crying even more, choked up and speechless.

"Okay, stop crying Xiao Rou, you are crying, I will cry too." Murong Xing said with a hoarse voice.

Xiaorou let go of Murong Xing: "Sister, if you don't cry, it's Xiaorou's fault."

"Aunt Rou, Erniang is back, we should be happy and not cry." Ruthlessly and innocently, he took Xiaorou's hand and shook it.

Xiao Rou took Wu Qing who was in her arms: "Okay, Aunt Rou will not cry, Miss, King Qing."

She nodded to Xiao Rou, walked towards Murong Qing: "Xing'er!!!" Before Murong Xing could speak, he had already spoken.

Murong Xing threw himself into Murong Qing's arms, and said apologetically, "Uncle Huang, I made you worry."

Murong Qing patted Murong Xing's head habitually, and said softly: "It's the uncle's fault, I should have told you the truth, or..." Such a thing would not have happened.

Although everyone was puzzled by the appearance of Murong Xing, but the one in front of them was undoubtedly their Xing'er.

As for what was buried there, they think it should be explained as why there are so many children born in the cold palace, which is something that people cannot explain.

"Uncle Huang, don't say that. Xing'er is very happy and satisfied. Uncle Huang said this. Wouldn't I be more rude to Uncle Huang before that? Does Uncle Huang want me to take the blame?"

Murong Qing smiled dotingly, let go of her, and tapped Murong Xing's forehead: "Then let's not talk about it, it will be written off."

Murong Xing happily held Murong Qing with one arm, and left with the ruthless Xiaorou in the other.

"Xing'er, they." Murong Qing was a little worried about the two older children who were still arguing over there.

Murong Xing looked back over there, and said very calmly: "Uncle Huang, let's go! Leave them alone, let's go back! I'm so cold."

When Murong Xing said this, Murong Qing noticed her current clothes and was about to ask...

(End of this chapter)