Chapter 232: Please call the shots
When the General's Mansion sent someone to report, Murong Qingyi was drinking tea, and when she heard "Third Miss", the tea in her hand suddenly spilled on the ground, and the splash splashed on the corner of her skirt.
"What are you talking about, Miss Three?" she asked again, incredulously.
"Yes. The visitor replied.
Murong Qingyi's nails were about to break, and with a crisp sound, they really broke.
"You told the general that I was a little unwell and couldn't go today. At the end, Murong Qingyi said this. She couldn't face Murong Qingxue, she still remembered how she fell off the cliff, if she saw her today, she couldn't be sure what would happen. If Dongfang Yunrui is present, then the consequences are even more unimaginable.
"Big sister, the prince said, we must go. It was Murong Ning who spoke, and the tone of her speech was very plain, but it was very majestic, and it could be seen that she had a status in the Nanwang Mansion.
"I'm not feeling well. Murong Qingyi repeated, she didn't like Murong Ning's appearance as a fox and a tiger.
"The prince said, we must go. Murong Ning also repeated, looking at Murong Qingyi.
Murong Qingyi's mind immediately appeared Dongfang Haonan's cold eyes, and he couldn't help but tremble.
Okay, just go. Since Dongfang Haonan said, if you don't go, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult.
"Isn't the prince going?" Seeing that only Murong Ningyu was going with the two of her, he asked.
"The prince is not going, let you and I go back to the house, and take a look at the situation by the way. Murong Ning said very vaguely, but the meaning was understood by both of them. They all stopped talking, and each set off with his personal maid.
When I arrived at the General's Mansion, it was night, and at this time, a bright moon was hanging in the sky, which was very close to the meaning of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
After each of them saluted, they all sat down.
"I don't know, but the two of us are welcome?" I heard a clear male voice in the distance, and soon arrived at the front of the hall. It was Ling Pingyang and Li Lang.
Before Murong Bai could speak, Murong Jingli had already stood up, she walked quickly to Ling Pingyang, took his hand and said happily, "Brother Pingyang, you are here, come and sit." ”
Murong Bai moistened his throat, and Wu also hurriedly shouted, "Jingli." ”
Only then did Murong Jingli realize her gaffe, and she reluctantly let go of her hand, her eyes still looking straight at Ling Pingyang.
"Two sons, please sit here. Murong Bai knew the relationship between Ling Pingyang and Li Lang and Dongfang Yunrui, so he naturally didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly invited them to sit down.
The two said hello to the people present and sat down with Jiang Chen.
"Today is a family banquet, Ling Gongzi and Li Gongzi can come over, it is really brilliant. Murong Bai said polite words, but he was also a little apprehensive in his heart. He always felt that it would not be peaceful today, but in fact his feeling was correct.
During the banquet, Jiang Chen always looked at Murong Qingxue intentionally or unintentionally, and Murong Qingxue took the initiative to talk to him: "How is my cousin?"
Jiang Chen nodded: "It's all good." What about you?"
Murong Qingxue smiled: "Something happened before, but now it's okay." ”
When she said this, Murong Qingyi's chopsticks fell, and Xinyan hurriedly went to change a pair for her.
"Qingxue, what happened to you some time ago, my mother didn't ask you. But what happened?" Liu was worried about his daughter and hurriedly took her hand.
Murong Qingxue lowered her head and didn't speak, and Ling Pingyang said, "Qingxue, what's wrong with you, but you have been wronged?" ”
Murong Qingxue looked at Murong Qingyi, then at the Liu family, got up and knelt down in front of Murong Bai: "Please be the master." ”