The carriage entered the Murong family through the side door.

The two women in the car were very nervous, and their hearts were pounding.

Although the two of them knew Xia Ji's true identity, he was obviously just a prodigal who came from the north and was entangled with Miss.

How dare he just sit in the young lady's car and return to the Murong family?

The carriage stopped in an open field, and soon a small servant of the family came running to tie the horses.

Then they saw the curtain lifted.

I thought about saying "I've seen Miss", but I saw a teenager smiling at them, and even beckoning, and Miss was smiling and sitting next to him, and the two were very close.

The little guys are terrified...

This scene was too shocking.

Miss Yanran and this man...

Did he see something he shouldn't see?

At this time, a voice came from the direction of the entrance to the clearing: "Go down." ”

When the two servants heard this familiar voice, they hurriedly lowered the curtain and hurriedly left.

The voice prompted, "Don't chew your tongue, if I hear about it today..."

The lingering scene came to the minds of the two little guys, but they still hurriedly said, "Don't worry, young master!"

The man walked briskly to the carriage.

looked at Xue Ruyi and said, "Miss Xue, you are tired from the journey, let's go and rest for a while, I have something to say to my cousin." ”

Xueruyi's surname is Xue, and he is a master sent by the Murong family to protect and monitor Murong Yanran, but no one knows that this Xueruyi is already Murong Yanran's person.

As for the wild men who mixed in the carriage, the young man knew that he couldn't blame Blood Ruyi.

After all, identity is limited.

Then the person who came looked at Ah Qing coldly again, and said in a deep voice: "Go down." ”

Ah Qing is an ordinary maid by the side of the white peach blossom, and few people in the whole family know that she is a first-class master, only thinking that she can do kung fu with a few hands and three legs.

A gentle woman's voice came from the carriage: "Cousin Murong Chen, you are too domineering, just let Miss Xue leave, can you also drive my personal maid casually?"

The curtain of the car was lifted, and Murong Yanran looked outside.

Standing in the open space was a man in his early twenties, wearing a silk robe with a folding fan in his hand, and a somewhat cold look between his eyebrows.

When Murong Yanran lifted the curtain, Murong Chen also quickly glanced at the carriage.

He snorted coldly in his heart.

Really...

It's a little white face.

It turns out that my cousin actually likes this kind of boy with a little white face?

If it weren't for his identity, he could have killed him right now.

Murong Chen decided to pretend that he didn't know who he was first, so that he could give this little white face a blow first, and then he could excuse himself from not knowing who he was.

So, his expression was suddenly full of murderous aura, and he said angrily: "Don't get off yet..."

The voice has not yet fallen.

A faint voice with a small white face came from the carriage: "Bold! I am Xia Ji, the younger brother of the current queen! You let me get down, that is, let my sister get down, you let my sister get down, where do you put the Son of Heaven?!!"

Murong Chen forcibly swallowed the word "come" at the back.

Grass.

This little white face is very slippery.

Murong Chen sneered: "You say you are Xia Ji, you are Xia Ji, can you prove that you are Xia Ji?"

In his eyes, the little white face smiled: "Do you want me to prove that I am myself?"

Murong Chen said: "There is no basis for what you say, if you can't say a word today, don't want to leave my Murong family!"

Xia Jiqi said: "Why should I leave? I went all the way south from the north, and shared a room with Miss Yanran, who fell in love, childhood sweethearts, respected each other like guests, like mice meeting rice, like fish seeing water..."

Behind him, Murong Yanran couldn't help but laugh again.

Lord, you are so sassy.

The young man with the folding fan in his hand was stunned, he really hadn't seen his cousin smile.

This smile is really the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, so the beauty is all gathered in this smile...

Before Murong Chen could speak, a middle-aged man who was eavesdropping behind the vermilion log pillar in the distance had already jumped out.

"Rebel girl!!Are you ashamed, do you want to be embarrassed! My Murong family is a scholarly family, how did I give birth to such a daughter as you?!!"

The elegant middle-aged man ran out angrily, "And you have a marriage contract with the Jiang family! You actually have a wild man hiding in the car, you... You... You..."

He pointed angrily at the carriage.

Murong Yanran's voice was cold: "That's the marriage contract made by my father himself, right?"

The middle-aged man said sharply: "The life of your parents, the words of the matchmaker!" Don't you want to respect filial piety?

What's more, the lord of the Jiang family is a first-class person, even if I am the head of the Murong family, I have to be careful in front of him, why are you not satisfied with marrying such a capable man?"

Murong Yanran laughed miserably: "Jiang Yuhe, he's almost eighty, right?"

The middle-aged man was a little frightened, and some couldn't believe it: "You dare to call that adult's name?!!!"

On the side, Murong Chen said softly: "Cousin, in fact, such a big man has already seen through the higher realm, he is eighty years old, and for himself, he is actually only about thirty years old, and my brother heard that from the outside, he is also like a jade gentleman, and he is not old... Such capable people..."

"So what?"

Murong Yanran asked rhetorically.

The middle-aged man snorted heavily, and laughed angrily: "How is it? Naturally, I want you to keep filial piety, women's way! How are you still asking? Do you think that you are a little beautiful, and you think it is amazing? What about the first place on the Hundred Flowers List? Sooner or later, you will not be an old Zhuhuang!!"

He held back a lot of anger in his heart along the way, and at this time he vented it like a cannonball.

Murong Yanran was about to speak, but she felt her shoulder being put on her shoulder, and a hippie smiling face poked out of the car curtain, and then her face showed shock: "What??!!

You want to snatch the wife of the current queen's own brother, and you have to marry her to someone else?!!

Don't you take the queen seriously?

Don't you take the emperor in your eyes?

Do you want to rebel?"

Murong Chen: ..

The middle-aged man was about to scold angrily, but Murong Chen on the side covered his mouth.

Grass.

How can this little white face open and close his mouth is the queen, the emperor, how can I reply?

Don't be so good at buttoning up your hat.

Rebel?

What kind of rebellion did my Murong family make?

In this White Tiger Torture Hall on Jiangnan Road, there are also secret guards, and their strength is not weak.

Our Murong family estimated that the front foot rebelled, and the back foot was served by those pervasive madmen in the White Tiger Torture Hall.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth and said, "I..."

Xia Ji asked, "Do you want to rebel?"

Murong Chen blinked, and his mouth moved, "You!"

Xia Ji asked, "Do you want to rebel?"

Murong Chen swallowed his words.

When Xia Ji said these words, the hand that was on Murong Yanran's shoulder kept pressing the shoulder of the white peach blossom, meaning "It's time for you to speak."

White Peach Blossom was a little unhappy.

It's okay to leave with you like this, go underground completely, and become a full-time assassin.

That's it...... Hey, forget it.

A vague sadness flashed in her countenance.

Xia Ji tilted his head and winked at her.

That's not how we talked about it before.

At this time, you should jump out and slap me, and then ask "Does it hurt?" after slapping me.

In this way, you can perfectly show your attitude towards me who wants to refuse and welcome, in short, it is to let me, the "queen's brother", give you a protective shield for your identity.

What, repentant?