Murong He has been practicing martial arts all year round, although he is nearly fifty years old, but he is well maintained, and he looks like he is in his thirties, he stared at Murong Qingran with complicated eyes, and seemed to see the shadow of another person on Murong Qingran's body, the same Qingyan Ronghua, the same extravagance, and the same loftiness, which made him subconsciously give birth to a humble heart, willing to surrender to her feet.

Yuzhou Jiang family out of beauty, the late Jiyang Hou Mrs. Jiang is peerless, is one of the world's greatest beauties, so as the daughter of the Jiang family, Murong Qing's appearance is naturally like a flower, beautiful and moving, now she is only fifteen years old, her face still has a bit of childishness that has not been taken off, but it still does not affect her graceful and peerless state.

There is a kind of beauty that is cold to the bone.

No one else can learn it.

Even if you don't say a word, standing quietly aside, you will be surrounded by thousands of graces and gloom for a lifetime.

Murong He has been a Jiyang candidate since he became a candidate for Jiyang, and he has seen a lot of beauties over the years, these concubines raised in the mansion, as well as the warbler Yanyan outside, but compared with Murong Qingran, he lost his color all of a sudden, a few years ago, Murong Qingran was still young, and his body and appearance had not grown, Murong He didn't expect this aspect, but now, as Murong Qingran grew up, his appearance and body gradually had the charm of a woman, and Murong He's heart changed, this is a woman who is one in a million, not to mention Wei Yan'er, it is the entire Qizhou City, No one has been able to match her grace.

Dye is his.

No one can snatch his dye.

At this moment, Murong He's eyes were dangerous, and his greedy gaze swept over Murong Qingran's body inch by inch, there was confusion and amazement in obsession, but it was more about possession, a kind of possession that only men can have for women.

Murong Qingran was horrified by this unscrupulous gaze, how could the man in front of him be her uncle in terms of seniority, how could he look at her with such a gaze, as if she was also a concubine by his side, for him to have fun.

Damn it!

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Murong Qingran shouted in a low voice, "Dad." ”

I thought that this father would make Murong He more restrained, but who knows, Murong He grabbed her wrist with one hand, and said shamelessly, "Dye'er, I have raised you for ten years, and it is time for you to repay me." ”

"Dye is stupid, I don't know what my father is talking about." Her hand was dragged by Murong He and it hurt, although Murong Qingran hated Murong He's touch on her in her heart, she pretended to be puzzled on her face.

Murong He used his strength and dragged Murong Qingran to his side, "Have you forgotten what your father told you a few days ago?" You are her daughter, how can you be dull, you can't be dull, Dye'er, my Dye'er......"

The girl's beautiful face made Murong He almost obsessed, wrapped in white clothes, outlining the woman's delicate body, smooth neck, charming collarbone, and the burst of fragrance, Murong He's eyes became more and more coveted, and he even forgot that the girl in front of him was his niece.

"Let go of me." Murong Qingran struggled, and if she pretended to be stupid and ignorant, she could only be humiliated by Murong He, a despicable uncle, but if she didn't pretend to be stupid, her forbearance in the past ten years and her plans in the past five years would be in vain. Murong Qingran was in a hurry, and bit Murong He's hand, biting his flesh and skin bleeding, and while Murong He was in pain, she hurriedly escaped from the low couch.

"Hehe, Dyer, you're still the same as when you were a child, biting at every turn." Murong He looked at the blood and tooth marks on his hand, but he was not angry, "Next month will be your fourth sister's ceremony, my father will not force you these days, but you are in the Jiyang Hou Mansion, you are my Jiyang Hou Mansion, in this life, my father will not let you leave the Jiyang Hou Mansion." ”

Sure enough, Murong He would not let her marry, five years ago, he had a family affair with the Du family, and Du Yanshe never mentioned the family matter before leaving, so Murong He was happy to pretend to be stupid.

Murong Qingran pursed his lips, his face was pale, Dad, you saw it, this is the good brother you treated that day!

For his own selfish desires, he wants to be sleepy and dyed in the Hou Mansion for a long time, how can such a person be worthy of living in the world!

Murong Qingran stumbled slightly, his emaciated body curled up, and he leaned helplessly against the edge of the table, the nurse once said that Murong He left her alive and raised her with other intentions, but he didn't expect that he had such a dirty mind, shameless, shameless!

Shocked and angry, Murong Qingran's body couldn't help but tremble, she wanted to pretend that she didn't understand, and she didn't want to understand, but Murong He said more explicitly, pretending to be a loving father for ten years, and finally couldn't wait to show his ugly face in the past few days, "Dye'er, my Dye'er, in this world except for Dad, there will never be another man who loves you as much as Dad, as long as you are obedient and obedient to Dad, Dad will depend on you for everything, just like when you were a child, you want that little snow mastiff, and Dad gave it to you in the end." ”

The snow mastiff that was supposed to be given to King Qi's birthday gift, because of Murong Qingran's occasional opening four years ago, Murong He gave it to her directly, which shocked the entire Jiyang Hou Mansion, and Murong Qingluan made a big fuss, saying that Murong He only loved Murong Qingran, not her own daughter.

"Xiaobai is dead." This snow mastiff is very spiritual, with its company, the people of the Jiyang Hou Mansion dare not approach Murong Qingran, as long as Murong Qingran waved his hand, the snow mastiff will not hesitate to bite the person Murong Qingran pointed to, and bite that person scarred, it will not be better for a year and a half, but the good times will not last long, and the snow mastiff with spirituality, after being locked up for about two years, still loses its murderous nature, Murong Qingran knows that it lives a very painful life, just like her, not even the slightest freedom.

It's okay for Murong He not to mention the snow mastiff, as soon as he mentions it, Murong Qingran's eyes are painful, Xiaobai did not die in the ice and snow outside, but died in the flowery Jiyang Hou Mansion, the people of the Hou Mansion can't tolerate it, and poison the food it eats on weekdays, because they are afraid that Xiaobai will bite them to death, but who would believe that Xiaobai is actually a kind snow mastiff, if those people are doing the right thing and don't provoke Xiaobai, why are they afraid of Xiaobai biting them.

"If you like it, Dad can find another one for you." The sadness in the girl's eyes made Murong He's hands and feet flustered, no one could resist the beauty of Chu Chu's mercy, and Murong He, who had always been greedy, couldn't, except for a glimpse of fifteen years ago, so far, Murong Qingran was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, but unfortunately it was his niece, but even so, Murong He still didn't care about etiquette, in his opinion, there were too many things like the princely family since ancient times, not to mention, there was an emperor who married his daughter-in-law in the previous dynasty, Murong He was confused and lost his mind, Step by step, he walked towards Murong Qingran.

Murong Qingran panicked, "Don't come here!" ”