"Murong Qingran, you are so bold, Daddy and Uncle Du haven't sat down yet, how can you sit down first! Get up, get up! Murong Qingran was brought over by Murong He personally, Murong Qingluan was naturally envious and jealous in his eyes, and when he saw Murong Qingran being the first to sit down rudely, looking high, he didn't take everyone in his eyes at all, Murong Qingluan was unconvinced, no matter how she said that she was the Miss Yan of the Jiyang Hou Mansion, a hundred times more noble than Murong Qingran, why should everything be suppressed by Murong Qingran, and people who didn't know thought that Murong Qingran was Miss Yan, and she became a concubine.

Murong Qingluan's little face was puffed up, and he secretly scolded Murong Qingran for being a villain, not counting her father, but also robbing Changfeng's brother with her, shameless.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Murong Qingluan suddenly ran to Murong Qingran, wanting to drag Murong Qingran who was sitting on the main seat down.

Murong Qingran still calmly played with the small copper bell in her hand, but when Murong Qingluan ran close and was about to touch her, she smiled strangely at Murong Qingluan, and showed two rows of shell teeth, because she was in the tooth replacement period, a few teeth had not yet grown, but the two newly grown front teeth looked very sharp.

Murong Qingluan was frightened, her little hands were wrapped, and she was busy protecting her shoulders, a few days ago, she had just been bitten by Murong Qingran, and this terrible shadow was still there, "You...... If you dare to bite me again, I will let my father drive you out of our Hou Mansion!" Anyway, you're not from our Jiyang Marquis Mansion......"

She is not from the Jiyang Hou Mansion, so who is qualified The smile on the corner of Murong Qingran's mouth turned cold and faded.

When Du Yanshe heard Murong Qingluan's words, she couldn't help but have some doubts, seeing that Miss Murong Si didn't seem to say this casually, but as if she was used to it, what was going on.

Didn't teach Murong Qinghe the etiquette well, which made Du Yanshe a little dissatisfied, at this time Murong Qingluan talked nonsense, exposing how the people in the Hou Mansion treated Murong Qingye on weekdays, how could Murong He not panic under his weak heart, he wanted to explain, but he was afraid that this explanation would become darker and darker, but it would make Du Yanshe even more suspicious.

Seeing that Murong He's face was faintly angry, Wang knew that his wayward daughter was in trouble again, so he hurriedly reprimanded, "Luan'er, how does my mother teach you on weekdays, you are the fourth sister of Ran'er, no matter what happens, you have to let Ran'er!" are so old, and they are still like children, what are you saying that you are not from our Hou Mansion, like words! ”

After training Murong Qingluan, Wang turned his head to Du Yanshe and said, "Mr. Du, Luan'er and Ran'er are two children of the same age, and they are the best on weekdays, but sometimes these two children make trouble, which is also a headache, alas, it makes Mr. Du laugh." ”

It is inevitable for children to fight and make trouble with each other, and to say some insincere negative words, not to mention the two young ladies of Houfu who grew up in the palm of their hands, and when Wang said this, Du Yanshe also had all the doubts in his heart.

Murong He's face eased, "Mr. Du, sit down." ”

After speaking, he walked up to Murong Qingran, picked up Murong Qingran, and pretended to be kind and said, "Since Dye'er likes to sit in this seat, then sit on Dad's lap, okay." ”

The main seat during the banquet, how could Murong He let it out so lightly, he held Murong Qingran in his arms, and he still sat on the main seat.

Murong Qingran clenched his little hand, Jiang was really old and spicy.

"Dad, you don't hurt Luan'er, woo......"

Murong Qingluan was about to cry aggrievedly, but was covered by the Wang family and said in a low voice, "Luan'er, don't let Du Gongzi laugh at you." ”

Brother Changfeng, Murong Qingluan had tears in her eyes, secretly glanced at Du Changfeng, who was sitting next to Du Yanshe, and nodded obediently, yes, she can't cry, she can't let Brother Changfeng laugh at her, although Murong Qingran robbed her Brother Changfeng, she believes that Brother Changfeng will definitely not marry Murong Qingran, a little madman.

When the ancient song is played, it is the sound of "Flowing Water", which is ethereal, but it is rigid and soft, sonorous and powerful. Du Yanshe listened with satisfaction, and smiled again on his face.

"Brother Changfeng, this is the best sweet and sour carp in Qizhou, the carp is the carp in the Yellow River." Although Du Changfeng ignored Murong Qingluan, Murong Qingluan was still a Changfeng brother on the left, and a Changfeng brother on the right to please Du Changfeng, even if Du Changfeng didn't respond to her from beginning to end, she still shouted happily.