Is it just a joke?

Hehe......

The faint smile on Murong Qingran's face gradually faded, and without the slightest warmth, for her, emotion is a luxury, and she will never touch this kind of thing.

When she was a child, someone seemed to have told her that love is poison.

The heart-rending roar was hideous and terrifying, making her break out in a cold sweat every time she thought of that scene.

"Miss, our salutes are all packed." Xiong Da came out with a big burden on his back and threw it to the radish.

Radish hugged the big burden and said, "Miss, the carriage is also ready." ”

On the night of Mantou Mountain, there were only four guards left around Murong Qingran, Xiong Da, Lu Fei, Radish and Hao Liang, while Da Hei slept in Mantou Mountain for a long time and could never come back.

Murong Qingran sighed, "Then we will return to Qizhou City immediately." ”

"Yes, miss." The four of them responded in unison.

Out of the inn, Murong Qingran walked into the carriage.

Xiongda drove the carriage.

Radishes, Lu Fei, and Hao Liang rode horses.

At the gate of Changqing County, Feng Qian seemed to have just sent away a nobleman, and when he saw Murong Qingran, he didn't say a word, so he ordered his subordinates to quickly let Murong Qingran out of the city gate.

This little aunt and grandmother, even the little uncle is bullied, he can't afford to provoke and hide.

"Miss Murong, if you are free in the future, you can come to Changqing County to enjoy and play, and this county will be waiting for you here." Feng Qian clenched his fists and smiled to flatter.

Murong Qingran said coldly, "Let's wait for Feng County's order to move Changqing County to Qishan." ”

Feng Xianling laughed embarrassedly, he was just saying a few polite words, why did this little aunt and grandmother come to expose him, so that he didn't know how to answer.

Drive......

Xiong Da raised his whip, and the wheels of the carriage ran over the dust, heading straight for Feng County, who was so frightened that he hugged his head and ran away.

Hehaha...... Xiong Da laughed and drove away from Changqing County in a carriage.

Behind the scenes, there is also the chatter and scolding of Feng County, this county is also an official of the imperial court, lawless, lawless......

Out of Changqing County, the road to Qizhou City is very close.

The carriage galloped all the way, without stopping, and at sunset, it had arrived at Qizhou City.

"It's good to catch up." As soon as Xiong Da entered Qizhou City, the gate of Qizhou City was closed in time. The gate of Qizhou City is opened every day, closed at the time of unitary, and after the unitary time, no one wants to come in without a warrant from the prefect of Qizhou. However, this warrant, for Jiyang Hou, he can ask for it whenever he wants, even if he leaves Qizhou City in the middle of the night, Lord Zheng, the prefect of Qizhou, has to get up in the middle of the night to give Jiyang Hou this warrant.

When the carriage arrived in Qizhou City, the news that Jiyang Hou Murong He had killed his brother and seized the throne had also spread throughout the corners of Qizhou. Restaurants and teahouses, on the street, there are people everywhere discussing, once there is a breakthrough in the dusty past, it can no longer be hidden, ten years ago, some people suspected that this Jiyang Hou Murong He inherited the position of marquis, and the name was not right, and now there are rumors everywhere, and it is even more intense.

Xiong Da stopped in a carriage in an inconspicuous courtyard with a plaque that read 'Suiyuan'.

A man of about twenty-five years old waited there quietly, his appearance was very ordinary, so ordinary that even if he stood in a conspicuous place, it was easy for people to ignore his existence, but his eyes were calm, his eyes were soft, and when he saw Murong Qingran getting out of the carriage, he said with a smile, "I received news early in the morning, saying that you are coming over, and I have already asked someone to clean the house where you live." ”

"Brother Wang Hong." Murong Qingran shouted at him, and the coldness around him had long since dissipated, and he was replaced by a well-behaved appearance.

Because of Wang's intentional matchmaking, Murong Qingran will make a plan, in the past five years, and Wang's nephew Wang Hong has been cautious in communication, at first it may have saved a few calculations, but five years let her really know Wang Hong's personality, he is different from Wang, he is a businessman, and he has no desire for power, and his care for her is like a brother's love for his sister. But there is one thing that Murong Qingran often can't get used to, that is, this Wang Hong lacks courage and retreats when he encounters something.

Alas, all human beings have weaknesses, unless they are immortals.

Thinking about it this way, Murong Qingran didn't force Wang Hong to change his weak temperament.

Wang Hong doted, "Hungry, the meals have been prepared, go eat quickly." ”

"Okay." Murong Qingran and Wang Hong walked side by side, and as they walked, they asked, "Brother Wang Hong, when you come out, your father is not suspicious?" ”

"In the past few years, our Wang family's business has become bigger and bigger, how can he have time to take care of me." Wang Hong smiled bitterly, his father was bent on letting him marry Miss Houfu as his wife, but the two young ladies who had not left the Houfu in Jiyang, none of them was something he could ask for, the fourth cousin Murong Qingluan was the daughter of the Hou Mansion, how could his uncle be willing to let her marry a lowly businessman's family, the fifth cousin Murong Qingran in front of him, that was the late Jiyang Hou's daughter, with a noble status, how could he have this blessing in his Wang family.

There are some people who are destined to be looked up to.

He knows his identity very well, and he also knows that such a woman will not look at him with the eyes he expects in this life.

If you can't force it, don't force it again, otherwise, it's just yourself who will break your head and bleed.

Wang Hong followed in the footsteps of Murong Qingran, and did not exceed the norm by half a minute.

The garden looks small from the outside, but the further you go inside, the more you go inside, there is a different world.

The rockery is craggy, the fish pond is blue, the green leaves are rolling, and the arch bridge is leaning on the pavilion. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a scenery in Jiangnan, Murong Qingran liked it when she saw it back then, she had never been to Jiangnan, but from those poems describing the beauty of Jiangnan, she could feel that Jiangnan should be like this.

This mansion was bought by Wang Hong, but the real owner of the house is Murong Qingran. In the past five years, Murong Qingran rarely came here, and he would not stay here, after all, Murong He watched her closely, and the longer she left the Hou Mansion, the easier it was for Murong He to be discovered and exposed.

"At the end of this month, it's the fourth sister's gift, have you prepared a gift for her?" Murong Qingran asked deliberately.

Wang Hong has always been defenseless against Murong Qingran, maybe in his eyes, Murong Qingran is still the little girl who lost her parents ten years ago, and she needs his care, "It's ready, it's not just Luan'er's, you also have it." "After Murong Qingluan's birthday, it will be Murong Qingran's birthday not long after.

"Why, you still need my help." Wang Hong has been in the mall for a long time, Murong Qingran said this, how could he not notice the abnormality, he continued, "In the past five years, I have always regarded you as my own sister, and you also call me Brother Wang Hong, fifth cousin, as long as I can do my best, I will help you." ”

Just waiting for this sentence, Murong Qingran's eyes were full of cunning, "I want you to sell the tens of thousands of horses of silk in my hand to the Jiyang Marquis Mansion at a high price, after the matter is completed, I will not let you suffer, how about giving you a beautiful wife then." In the end, Murong Qingran made a joke. R1154