"Ben Hou is still young, although Zhen'er is Ben Hou's only son, but Ben Hou can even give up his own mother, do you still care about a son. Murong Qingran, do you think that you can take Zhen'er to blackmail Benhou, there are many women in the world, and some can give birth to sons for Benhou! Murong He laughed at Murong Qingran for being too naïve, powerful and rich in hand, he would marry as many beautiful concubines as he wanted, and a five-year-old child would have as many as he wanted.

Young? Murong Qingran couldn't help but laugh, he was almost half a hundred, was he still young. She had already guessed that Murong He would say this, so she looked at him sarcastically.

Then, Wei Yan'er said loudly with hatred, "Murong He, you won't have a son, don't you know, I have given you a medicine over the years, that is, to let you cut off your children and grandchildren in the future, if you don't believe it, you can think about it, why in the past five years, there is no concubine in the Hou Mansion who can give birth to a son and a half daughter for you!" Hahaha! Murong He, you should die, you are destined to have no one to die in this life! ”

"Slut, slut!" Murong He's last hope was ruined by Wei Yan'er's words, and he gave him the medicine to cut off his children and grandchildren, ruthless, ruthless enough, he didn't even notice it at all, and he also favored this woman the most, poisonous woman, poisonous woman, Murong He was mad, and he didn't care about the defense map, so he strangled Murong Qingran's neck, "What about Zhen'er, what did you do to Zhen'er?" ”

He has been drugged with Murong He since five years ago, and it is a chronic poison, slowly eroding, slowly penetrating into the bones, this patience, there are really few people who can do it, Wei Yan'er, the chess piece that Murong Qingran put next to Murong He, is the most lethal at the critical moment, Murong Qingran's eyes are indifferent, and he smiled openly, "Murong He, if you don't let me go again, I don't guarantee that someone will do something to Zhen'er." If I hurt one point, Zhen'er will hurt one point; If I hurt a point, Zhen'er will also hurt a point. ”

"Dad, save me!" In the distance, it seemed that from a corner, Murong Zhen's cry came, "It hurts, Zhen'er hurts so much!" ”

Murong He was so angry that he wanted to crush Murong Qingran's neck.

"Zhen'er's skin is so tender, I'm afraid that they will pinch it, and if he doesn't use force, he may run out of gas."

Murong Qingran's words are very straightforward, Murong He pinched her neck, someone would pinch Murong Zhen's neck, try whose life is hard, the difference is that Murong Zhen is only five years old, with fine skin and tender meat, it is not so easy to live when she pinchs.

Murong He didn't dare to make any more heavy moves.

Granny Zhou took the opportunity to say, "Let Miss go, and in exchange, we will also release Murong Zhen." ”

He said, Murong Qingran, a cunning woman, didn't leave a hand, the ghost didn't believe it, Xiao Yan was injured, and he leaned on Bai Min's body, looking weak.

Murong Hao held Ruan Shidao, sat on the threshold, scared to death, if this sister has three long and two short, where will he find such a sister who suits his appetite in the future.

"Good! Bring Jen'er over first. When Murong He heard Zhen'er's immature cry, his heart was cried, the only son in his life, if he died, he would have nothing.

Murong Qingran took a breath a little, Murong Zhen's chess, she was on the right move.

A woman came over with Murong Zhen in her arms, and when Murong Zhen saw the corpses all over the ground, she immediately cried in fright.

"Zhen'er, come here soon, Daddy." The woman put Murong Zhen on the ground, and Murong He hurriedly beckoned to Murong Zhen, "Don't be afraid, come to Dad." ”

Murong Zhen stepped on his calves, stepped over a corpse lying on the ground, and staggered towards Murong He.

At this moment, Murong Qingran held a silver needle in his hand and stabbed Murong He's chest fiercely.

"Little slut!" Murong He expected that Murong Qingran would have this move, and he quickly took his sword to stab Murong Qingran. The Thirteen Princes and Shen Yunqing, who were waiting for the opportunity to move, flew over.

The thirteenth prince was quick to work, and Shen Yunqing rescued Murong Qingran in one step, but he was stabbed by Murong He.

"Protect the master!" More than a dozen black-clothed people rushed to rescue the Thirteen Princes, and they met Murong He's minions.

The thirteenth prince aimed to save people, and did not think about entanglement with Murong He, as soon as he saved Murong Qingran, he evacuated, leaving Shen Yunqing to fight against Murong He, and Murong He intended to save his son Murong Zhen, and he was vicious to Shen Yunqing.

Yang Wei wanted to step forward to help Murong He, but was entangled by the boy in brown.

"Murong Qingran, give me the silver needle in your hand!" The thirteenth prince snatched the silver needle from Murong Qingran's hand, and his eyes and face were full of anger, "If you think your life is long, you will hand it over to this king for safekeeping!" ”

Murong Qingran flattered, "Thank you Prince Chu for saving your life." "It's true, her last move is too dangerous, but there is no way, the blood account ten years ago, unless Murong He personally told what happened back then, otherwise, she wouldn't be able to find out so much. Now it's okay, everything has been recruited by Murong He himself, the death of his father, his eldest brother, and his sister-in-law's death were all done by Murong He, everyone present heard it, and he couldn't deny it.

"King Chitose of Chu is here, everyone put down their weapons!"

At this moment, there was a shout outside the courtyard, and Yu Ren led a group of officials to break in, and those who followed the officials were soldiers in armor.

The troops stationed in Qizhou were all transferred, just to calm the infighting of the Murong family, it was too much of a fuss, the brown man was surprised, such a big movement, Zhao Run, this kid is dead, let alone attracting those assassins who assassinated him, this is this matter, once the emperor and the queen mother know, he, the king of Chu, will not be able to sit still.

Qizhou Mansion Yacha, plus an army of thousands of people, surrounded Murong Hou's Mansion with three layers inside and three layers outside, these minions of Murong He in the courtyard were dumbfounded all of a sudden, how can this be fought, no matter how high the martial arts are, it is difficult to reach four hands with two fists, and this army can trample them flat with one person and one foot.

Mobilizing the army to participate in the internal fighting of a Hou Mansion, from ancient times to the present, this Murong family can be regarded as setting a precedent, after Mrs. Ma sighed, she was supported by Murong Qingwei, and also knelt down respectfully to salute the thirteenth prince, "See the prince." ”

See the king!

Outside the courtyard, inside the courtyard, and inside the main hall, they all shouted together. Yu Tong led people to kneel in front of him, and Murong He's minions, except for Yang Wei, had all abandoned their weapons and surrendered, and followed by kneeling and saluting.

Murong He hugged Murong Zhen with one hand and slapped Shen Yunqing with the other.

Yang Wei threw a hidden weapon at the brown-clothed boy before he escaped, so he led people to besiege Shen Yunqing, and said to Murong He, "Master Hou, you take the little boy away first, and hand it over to your subordinates here." ”

"Want to go?" The thirteenth prince waved his hand, and more than a dozen black-clothed people attacked Murong He, just now Murong He's minions were in the way, and now those people have been taken, Murong He and Yang Wei are not afraid.

"Keep your mouth alive." Murong Qingran added.

Yang Wei was alone in front of him, and he roared, and then, he actually whimpered and cried, this cry was like a ghost crying, miserable and miserable. And the most horrific thing is that with his ghost cry, the skin on his face will fall off piece by piece, like rotten flesh, so disgusting and disgusting.

Murong Qingran heard the ghost crying familiarly, and glanced at the thirteenth prince, the ghost gate.